I roll my eyes as the sound of her and Anton making out reaches my ears. I guess he better get it while it’s hot, she’s about to be a cold, dead bitch. I just hope they don’t take this too far while we’re waiting.
“Listen, I need to go. You’ll find a little something-something in the room waiting for you,” Anton says.
Relief washes over me when the sound of the heavy door of the suite clicks shut. A few moments go by, and Juliana makes a call. This bitch makes my butt itch.
Her voice is like nails on a chalkboard. I look across the room where Rico is standing in the shadows. It’s like I can feel him rolling his eyes too. However, we want this to happen just right and will wait to make sure it does.
“Hey, it’s me,” Juliana says into the phone.
“I thought you were coming with us to the salon. The girls are looking for you. Are you on the way?” her friend says as she places the phone on speaker.
“No, I’m taking some time to chill.”
“Are you still coming to the club?”
“I don’t think I’m going to come out tonight.”
The friend sighs. “Is this about your car? You can be forgetful sometimes, Juliana. I don’t think anyone is moving your car around.”
“I don’t want to talk about it. Look, I have to go.”
“Okay, call me later. Okay?”
“Yeah, I will.”
She hangs up and starts mumbling to herself about no one believing her. “Forgetful. I’m not a fucking idiot. This is not all in my head.
“Oh, look, just what I need. Thank you, Anton,” she sings to herself.
It looks like she’s found our parting gift. Just as we hoped, she enters the bathroom and starts the water for a bath. We continue to wait impatiently.
I know I’m ready for this to be over. My wish is granted as Juliana starts to play music from her phone as she gets undressed. A smile comes to my lips as the scent of off-smelling weed fills the room.
You see, we had Anton bring Juliana here to relax and let her guard down. Then we made sure to leave her a K2 blunt laced with fentanyl. Juliana is about to have the high of her life.
Right on cue, she begins to cough in the bathroom. Rico and I walk out of our hiding places and join hands as we stroll into the bathroom. Juliana’s eyes grow wide the moment she sees us.
I give her a bright smile and wink at her. She starts to pound at her chest as her eyes water. Rico kisses my temple as we both start to laugh.
“Wh … what are you doing here?” Juliana manages to choke out.
“Neither of us believes in sending people to do our dirty work. When we want someone touched, we make that shit happen ourselves,” Rico says smoothly.
“Ge … get the fuck out,” she says in a panic.
“Not yet. We’re here to watch you die, bitch,” I hiss.
Her coughing fit increases, then she begins to foam at the mouth. It doesn’t take long for the life to leave her eyes as she slumps in the bathtub.
I brush my hands together as if wiping off dirt. Then we turn to leave the way we came. Our job here is done.
CHAPTER 36
Old Friends
Mason
Two years later …
