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"I don’t wanna go home."
"Wifey trippin’ again?"
"I never know what to expect when I get there. Either she’ll be practically catatonic, or she’ll be mad enough to kill me about some shit I know nothing about."
"That’s fucked up."
"Tell me about it. I don’t know how much more I can take."
"Why don’t you kill her and be done wit’ that shit."
"That’s a good idea. Yeah, that’s it, just kill her, then I’ll be in jail. No thanks."
"Okay, but if she was fuckin’ wit’ me like she fuckin’ wit’ you—shit—I’d have to kill her ass. Life is too fuckin’ short to be goin’ through no fuckin’ changes."
"You’re right about that."
"Of course I’m right. You kill her ass and then you’ll have some peace."
"Just like that?"
"Just like that."
"If it’s so easy, then why don’t you kill her for me?"
"How much you gonna pay me?"
"How much you want?"
I know Devin didn’t think I was serious, but I was. Dead serious. I knew sooner or later that crazy bitch would start fuckin’ wit’ my dick, and my money. Either one was unacceptable. That bitch had to go. So I gave him a number. High enough that he would know I was serious, but low enough for him to think about it. "Ten grand," I said, and Devin sat up in the bed.
It worked.
I had him thinkin’ about it. I cursed myself for not sayin’ fifteen, but why be greedy. He turned around and looked at me. "You serious?"
"You got ten grand?"
"I could get it."
"Then I’m serious."
"Serious. You would kill my wife for ten Gs?"
"How many times you gonna ask me that? I told you, you put ten Gs in my hand, and the bitch is done."
"You ever—kill anybody before?"
"Yes."
"Who? How?"
"You don’t need to know all that shit, nigga. All you need to know is that if you want me to do it, I can, and will, kill her for you," I said and rolled over.
Devin got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he got out, he got dressed and came and sat on the bed.
"How would you do it?"
"You don’t need to know all that either. You tell me when you want it done, and you be someplace with a lot of witnesses. I’ll make it look like it was a robbery that went wrong."