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“Bet.” He bumped my fist as we pulled up to the care facility they were keeping Dex at.

Unlike me, his ass still hadn’t come out of whatever had him down, but that shit didn’t matter now.

I shot a text to the janitor nigga that was supposed to get us in, and he told me to come around the side of the building so he could let us in.

The shit was out in the country, so it wasn’t nothing but fields around.

I guessed they figured since the residents weren’t supposed to be outside after dark, they didn’t need lights around the building, which sort of worked in our favor.

But I knew if a coyote popped out, I was shooting that bitch.

We made it safely to the window, and I tapped on it lightly.

He pushed the curtain aside, and once he saw me and Maasai, he unlocked the window for us.

I hadn’t really thought through this shit because it low-key hurt to get in that bitch since it was so high off the ground, but I finally made it despite Maasai’s childish laughing.

I landed on the hard ass floor and winced as I pulled myself up on the windowsill.

“See, what I told yo’ ass.” He shook his head and helped me the rest of the way up.

“Fuck you!”

“Aye, y’all gone have to make this quick. I gotta get back to my routine or it’s gone look suspicious,” the janitor, Tio, said, looking all nervous.

“I got you, man.”

Nodding, he pointed to the bathroom and told us that we could go through there to get to Dex.

All I planned to do was smother his ass and be done with it.

Tio left to get back to work while me and Maasai headed to the bathroom and into the room with Dex.

I wasn’t surprised to see his shit void of cards or flowers, like Raya’s crazy ass had put him in here and forgot about him.

Nigga will probably be better off dead , I thought, pulling his pillow out from behind his head while Maasai stood watch.

Using all my strength, I held it over his nose and mouth until my fingers grew stiff.

When I finally removed it, I checked to make sure he wasn’t breathing and didn’t have a pulse before replacing the pillow behind his head.

It literally looked like I hadn’t even been there, and I motioned for Maasai to come on so we could go.

In under ten minutes, we were back outside and pulling back out onto the highway.

“Aye, you think Raya fucked him up like that?” he asked after we’d gotten a safe distance away, and that shit had me scratching my head.

“Why you say that?”

Shrugging, he ticked off the reasons why on his hand.

“The nigga was young as hell and just suddenly fell into a coma, the bitch crazy, she be cheating on his ass and left him in a nursing home, and the bitch crazy! It makes sense,” he said, and I had to admit that it did.

Raya had already showed her ass and was killing muthafuckas over a nigga she just met, so it wasn’t farfetched that she’d do some underhanded shit to the nigga she married.

That wasn’t my problem though. She was only burying herself deeper in shit, and she didn’t even realize she’d made it easier for me by fucking him up.

“Oh fuckin’ well. Now on to the next.”

“You a cold ass nigga.” He had the nerve to shake his head at me like he hadn’t just helped me murk the nigga.

“You is too!”

“I mean, I ain’t the one that fucked his wife and then killed him.” He shrugged. “I just watched.”

“Maaan, just drive so we can go get her pops, goofy ass nigga.” Sucking my teeth, I waved him off, making him laugh. I let him make it since I was more focused on the next task at hand, which was Raya’s pops.

Being the head of his sect made Rico a hard man to get alone, but I had it on good authority that he liked to spend his Sunday nights at a massage parlor that specialized in getting niggas off, and his favorite happened to be a transwoman named Trixie that I’d done a detail job for.

She liked cars and sometimes came down to the shop just to see what the fellas were working on, which I didn’t mind since she’d brought in a bunch of customers after the rainbow job I’d done for her.

She’d come in clutch with the info on Rico, and when I said I’d lace her bank account, she didn’t hesitate to tell me what time to come through.

Since he needed to keep his secret fetishes on the low, he only brought two of his most loyal soldiers with him, which worked out great for me.

It was almost like God was clearing a path for me to get this shit done tonight, and I was going to do His will.

I hit up Trixie to let her know I was outside, and she told me to come in through the back door.

Grinning, I showed Maasai the message, and we headed out of the car to the back door, where she met us.

Trixie was a big girl, standing at almost 6’3 with a size 13 shoe.

Her red wig with the matching eyebrows made her stand out even more.

She ushered us in, pressing a finger to her lips for us to be quiet while holding her robe closed with her other hand.

Maasai looked at me crazy as she led us down the long hallway, where the sound of men moaning was growing louder and louder.

When we got to her room, she pushed us into her supply closet, closing the beaded curtain to hide us just as a bell rang. “Nigga, what the hell? You got me in a hoe house?” Maasai was quick to ask when she’d disappeared to get the door.

“Man, shut the fuck up!”

“I’m tellin’ my wife, bruh. You not bouta keep putting me in these compromising ass situations.” His ignorant ass snorted like he was truly offended, while I watched for Rico.

I could hear Trixie already giggling flirtatiously as she led him into the room by his hand. “Yasss, daddy! You know I like when you have that Jack in you.”

Rico laughed lowly as they came into view, walking far enough behind her to stare at her ass. “Yeah baby, shake that money maker!” His accent made it hard to understand what he was saying as he salsa’d lamely.

“Okay, now you know the drill! Strip, papi!” I turned my head so I wouldn’t see his old ass naked and found Maasai’s wide eyes on me, bucking wildly.

Shoving him, he fell into the wall, instantly gaining Rico’s attention, but Trixie turned his head back her way to distract him. “You gonna get naked or what?”

“Hell yeah, baby!” I turned around again when I saw his ass reaching for his belt, listening for the signal that he was finally on the table and under the sheet she had to cover him.

A minute later, he’d finished, and she told him to climb on the table so they could get started, and that’s when I slinked out from my hiding spot with my gun pointed.

Rico was face down on the table, and I tapped him on his head.

He instantly recognized the cold steel, but before he could react, I shot him twice in the temple.

Trixie nodded at me on the way out, waiting until we’d reached the back door again to let out a piercing scream.

Now that I had two out the way, there were only three roadblocks left.