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    Dallas pushed my shoulder playfully. “I don’t look like that!”
    “Yes you do. You get all Shanaynay with it.” I teased her.
    “I do not either Tyce.” Dallas poked her lip out playfully.
    I cleared my throat. “But naw seriously, I told her I would consider it jus’ to keep shit kosher. I don’t need her gettin’ all salty on me before we’re done with this shit.”
    Dallas rolled her neck like a cobra. “We got five million each comin’ from that Apollonia lookin’ bitch, so you need to tell her what she wants to hear to keep shit smooth. Dealing with that heifer ain’t shit compared to what Angelique and I went through. But don’t sleep.” Dallas sucked her teeth. “After this is all over…if I ever see her…I’ma monkey punch her ass for real.” She bounced up and down on the couch cushion.
    I almost dropped my bottle. “What the fuck is a monkey punch ?” I was starting to laugh.
    “I don’t know , but it sounds like it hurts like a muthafucka.” Dallas pushed my shoulder harder this time.
    I looked at the T.V. “Shit, I think John Jones jus’ monkey punched the hell outta that dude , cuz he on the ground takin’ a nap.”
    Dallas pointed to the screen excitedly. “See, that’s that shit right there! Monkey punchin’ I told you! That’s what I’ma do to her ass.”
    Dallas was cracking me u p. It was those simple times that made me appreciate her personality the most. I had so much fun hanging out with, her just doing nothing in particular. However, I was relieved that she took the Quiana news with a grain of salt.

~ Take Notes
     
    As usual my crew was in full affect for the meeting. Peck, Sway, Sabrina, and of course Dallas were all in attendance waiting anxiously for me to speak. No dramatics, no stalling, and no delay…I decided to jump right into it.
    I lit a clove cigarette and set it off. “Alright, I found out some shit about the crew were goin’ up against. The leader is a cat name d Jax, and he’s the real deal.”
    “That dude ain ’t shit, I don’t care who he is.” Peck leaned back in the recliner confidently.
    “I like your swag Peck , but don’t get too amped. This dude is experienced and so is his crew. We gotta bring our A game on this one to get that 25 million dollar payday.”
    “So , what do you know about punk ass Jax?” Sway folded his thick forearms.
                  Everyone’s head turned toward the open patio door off the deck and saw Angelique. She wore a second skin cheetah print dress that looked like she was born in it and a serious look on her attractive face. She literally appeared out of nowhere like a sexy ghost. She did a quick survey of the faces in the room. Her gaze paused on me, then she stared at Dallas for a second too long and then she added audio to her dramatic entrance.
    “Jax is the man behind at least three heists this year alone. A bank in Oxnard, an underground art auction in Stockton, and him and his team also jacked three double layer tractor trailers that were hauling a total of 24 Lamborghinis to a car dealership in San Diego. Jax is ready for it all, so we gotta catch him off guard…kinda like I jus’ did now with you guys.” Angelique smirked as she strolled into the living room.
    I had to conceal the excitement I felt when I saw her. The last time I talked to her, she’d turned my offer to join the team down cold. So, I was just as surprised to see her standing in the room as everybody else.
    “How’d you know we were meeting her tonight?” I flicked the ashes from my cigarette into the ceramic ashtray nearby.
    Angelique licked her lips. “A lil’ birdie named Sabrina told me when I asked her.” Angelique helped herself to a beer. “You said you needed my help, so I gave it some thought and changed my mind…so here I am. Can I get a cigarette please?” She motioned to me.
    As I handed her the full pack, I notice d everyone was happy to see her except Dallas. She hadn’t said a