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finally relented. He grabbed her by her hair and dragged her out of the hair salon and into his waiting Yukon Denali. “Get yo’ ass in that truck!”
    Tasha got in the truck, and Sweets got in the backseat with her and instructed his driver to take off. He reached in his waistband and pulled out his 9 mm and pressed the barrel of the gun against her forehead.
    â€œBitch, you better start talking, and you better make that shit good!”
    Tasha was so nervous that she was about to wet her pants. At that moment, she was second-guessing her decision to want to reach out to Sweets and Manolo.
    â€œSweets, I know how it looks, but as soon as I could reach out and say what was up without getting killed, that’s exactly what I did. Officer Troy is a dirty muthafucka and snatched up me, Mimi, and Halleigh, and threatened to lock our asses up and to kill us if we didn’t get down with what he was gonna do.
    â€œWe didn’t know exactly what he was plotting, but now I know what was up. Halleigh and her snake ass had been down with Malek from the North Side, and she put Malek up on how Manolo was moving. Malek worked it out with Officer Troy to rob Manolo, which was all part of Malek and Jamaica Joe’s plan to take over the South Side. Malek promised Troy way more than he could turn down, so Troy went with the it.
    â€œThen I find out people is dropping like flies. Mimi got hit, and my brother got hit, but meanwhile shit is looking good for Halleigh. So I put two and two together, and I find out that Malek done murked my brother and Mimi, and that’s when I knew what was up.
    â€œI said fuck Officer Troy and his bullshit threats, ’cause I knew that I was next to get killed. So it was either I get killed by officer Troy, I get locked up by officer Troy, I get killed by Malek, or I risk my life and reach out to you and Manolo and tell y’all what’s up and try to get back on this madame grind! You feel me?” Tasha said all in one breath. Trying to come across as convincing, she was rambling nonstop like a chickenhead. But that was because she was nervous and because she knew that her life was seconds from being snuffed out.
    Still holding the gun to her head, Sweets squinted his eyes as he looked at her.
    â€œSweets, tonight I can get this ho shit back on and poppin’! I’ll sell my pussy and I can get that chick Keesha who been trying to get down with Manolo from day one. Come on, just let me get this money for you, Sweets.”
    â€œBitch, I should throw your ass out this moving car right now ’cause you playing me for a bitch-ass nigga.”
    â€œSweets, I’ll get Officer Troy on the phone right now. I’ll put him on speaker, and you’ll see for yourself that I ain’t lying.”
    Tasha was lying through her teeth, but she was desperate and she just hoped like hell that Sweets didn’t call her bluff because, if he did, she knew that he wouldn’t hesitate to pop her ass.
    Sweets, eyes still on Tasha, lowered his gun.
    Tasha exhaled.
    â€œSo Malek is really trying to be Frank Lucas, American Gangster in this bitch?”
    â€œSweets, his ass is so lame! He running around like a gangsta, and meanwhile half the city done ran up in his girl that he’s treating like wifey. And this nigga ain’t never even screwed Halleigh yet? Bitch ass!”
    Tasha’s words made Sweets chuckle to himself.
    â€œThat nigga must be waiting for me to bend his ass over and lay some pipe to ’im,” Sweets said in a sinister tone. His dick actually began to swell at the mere thought of being able to do a tender young enemy like Malek.
    Tasha, like everybody else, was disgusted with Sweets and his homo-thug behavior. But she would much rather see Malek get raped and killed by Sweets than to see herself laying dead in the streets at the hands of Manolo or Sweets. In fact, she knew that Sweets would be the one to avenge the death of her