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couldn’t picture Zeke being a snitch,
but just in case I’m gone tell Shakita to pass that shit
directly to Zeke and not even look at me. Everything
went smooth, but I felt uneasy.
After I walked in my front door I locked it. I grabbed
that fifty thousand out the safe and wiped it down. I
left out the back door and crept down the alley and
around the corner of Halsey and Knickerbocker.
I could see all the police cars approaching. No sirens,
or lights; it was definitely dicks, narcs, or feds. I threw
the crack that was passed from Shakita to Zeke to me.
I Don’t know where it landed, but I do know that
somebody in Irving Park was gone get real high tonight. My instincts told me not to run, as that would
have drawn attention to myself. I walked over to Wilson Ave and the B26 bus was coming. I put a twenty
dollar bill in the fare box. The bus driver just shook
his head in disbelief.
There I was on the bus with fifty thousand plus the
other three hundred I already had in my pocket. My
best friend ratted me out, unless I jumped to conclusions. Just as I thought about it my phone went off. It
was Zeke chirping me.
“Yo, where you at now sun?”
It was official. This could not had been a coincidence.
I didn’t want to waste time. You know these phones
got GPS and shit. I was paranoid.
“Fuck you... you rat bastard... I hope you choke on a
piece of cheese and die nigga.”
I hopped off the B26 at Nostrand Ave. I gave my
phone to some chick that was getting on the bus. My
heart was pounding. I was probably over reacting. I
took a gipsy cab to my new stash house in Bed-Stuy. I
was so glad I saw this bullshit coming. I put the fifty
thousand in my safe and laid down on the bare floor.
I had no furniture and I was hungry. I walked down
Nostrand to Fulton street. There was a Golden Krust,
a Subway, and Andrew’s Fish Market.
I felt out of touch for the first time in my life. It was
crazy. I didn’t know if I was coming or going. I was
thinking, I’m a murder suspect, this shit Don’t look
good.
I walked into Andrew’s Fish Market and ordered a
snow crab platter and two pounds of mussels. There
was a pretty light skin girl standing at the door. She
looked dirty though. Like she hadn’t washed her face
in days. She was still pretty though. Something about
her drew me in. She looked at me and then at the
dude behind the counter. He instantly snapped at her.
“Stop begging... fuck out of here!”
“You hungry ma'... what you want?” I asked her.
“It don’t matter, just broccoli and potatoes.”
I figured I may as well do some charity.
“Do you like crabs and mussels?”
“Yeah, but I’m cool, I’m not picky.”
“Double that order up.” I said to the cashier. He
looked at me in disgust.
The total was sixty three dollars. After paying I sat
down to wait for the food. I was thinking about my
next move. I couldn’t trust a soul on Wilson Ave after
that bullshit. How deep was it... or was it just Zeke.
Was Shakita in on it, I doubted that. In the middle of
my thoughts I noticed the little dirty girl looking at
me. I smiled at her and beckoned for her to come inside. She sat across from me and smiled.
“You got a eye problem?” I jested.
“No... why did you buy me something to eat?”
“Because you looked hungry.” I smiled.
“You trying to bust on me... I’m not skinny.”
“But you was looking at that food like you aint eat in
two days.”
She laughed and smiled
“You from around here.” I asked her.
“No, I just be down here, why?”
“Cause you got that big ass pocketbook like you on
vacation or something.”
“Naw I keep my guns in there.”
“For what, I’m not gone rob you, rape you, or kill
you.”
I made her blush so hard she had to turn around.
“Boy I’m playing, I aint got no money for you to rob
me, you not gone kill me cause I’m too sexy, and you
not gone rape me cause you too cute. You nice and
you get money so I would probly give it to you.”
“What make you