“I wanted to warn you the place on Billings is hot, and you need to move it because they’re coming sooner or later, and it’s the latter.”
“Why the fuck you ain’t tell City?”
“Because City don’t listen, and you know I don’t like dealing with him. If I had to choose a wall to talk you between the two of you, I choose you.”
Decker’s been working with me and City for months now. He was a shiesty ass officer. Wasn’t out here serving and protecting shit. He had a coke problem that I used to my advantage. I put him on payroll. It’s a win.
“And payments due too.”
I glanced down at my Rolex to see the time.
“Nigga, it ain’t midnight.”
“Due is due.”
“Get that shit from him,” I said, walking away. “And the next time you do some shit like this, you gon’ need backup,” I threatened.
“What happened? Everything okay?”
“Always,” I replied, kissing her again.
I watched until the glow of his cruiser disappeared.
Decker knew what it was. He thought he was about the law; I’m street justice. He’d get touched by an angel fucking with me and he knew it.
“Hope that nigga ain’t fuck up the night,” I told her.
She rubbed my shoulder. “Not at all. I just glad you made it back.”
I kissed her again, then pulled away back onto the road. “Let’s go then.”
Two hours later
We made it Howell Mill where the locals and tourists kicked it.
They had a lot to do from putt-putt golf, arcades and food. Just some chill shit. Luckily for us, it wasn’t too packed out. That meant we could chill in peace.
“It’s so beautiful out.” She gazed at the stars.
I stepped in front of her, gripping her ass. “Not as beautiful as you.”
“Yo’, Rayzor,” someone called out from behind.
I turned around, pushing Eris behind me in case it was a crazy ass fan or something.
It was Gooch, he got work from us.
“Can I holla at you a minute?” He bounced on one leg.
“I’m with my lady,” I replied, grabbing her hand and turned around.
“It’s an emergency. I’ve been hitting City’s ass up all day and that nigga ain’t getting back with me,” Gooch called out.
“What he want with you, Rayzor?” Eris asked suspiciously.
“A fan, baby. Come on.”
“It can’t wait man,” he eagerly stated, alarming me.
