YT’s leaning on the wall, but stands up straight when I come out. She smirks, and gestures for me to follow her to the elevator.
Her energy is all over the place. Not like how it was in the room. Back there, I can tell she was regular, but now, it feels like at any second she really could gut me like a fish.
She’s a little taller than me in her heels, like before. Up close in the elevator, she doesn’t look like she belongs here again. YT looks like one of those early 2000s video vixens, all lithe and shit. Even the way she blows a big ass bubble and pops it with her tongue.
“Stop staring. The last nigga who thought they could fuck with Deeze and me at the same time got his dick cut off.”
The elevator doors open and she waltzes out.
“The last thing I’m doing is checking you out. You too off the wall for me.”
She glances back and rolls her eyes. “If I’m too much for you then I know Deeze is too. It’ll be fun watching you crash out.”
I choose to ignore her statement and follow her to a conference room she shouldn’t know about.
As soon as I close the door, she whirls around, and I’m not too proud to admit I did flinch a little.
“Me and you have a common problem. Sincere Tolson.”
My jaw damn near locks at the mention of that name. “How do you–”
Her fucking hair. It’s platinum blonde, a little longer than in the photo, but still. I step into her space, wrapping both hands around her narrow throat and backing her ass up to the other wall.
This bitch was driving the fucking car when Sincere shot at my brother.
“Gimme one reason why I shouldn’t snap yo fucking neck right now,” I grit.
She doesn’t gasp, nor claw at my hands with her long ass nails. She’s not even struggling. She just grins, showing her white teeth, like she’slettingme choke her.
I loosen my grip enough to let her breathe, and she still doesn’t even cough. “If you kill me you’ll never find him. Please, let me go.”
I drop my hands and take a step back. She massages her neck and clears her throat.
“I’ll let you have that, since you weren’t so rough… I didn’t know Sincere was connected in any way to Baby Girl, and by extension you all. He tricked me… and caused Baby Girl pain. I haven’t told my brothers because I want to be the one to end him, and since I can’t go to YP for his computer expertise, I guess I can team up with you, since you have personal stock in it, too.”
“And why should I believe you?”
She licks her lips. “You really don’t have to. One way or another, I will find that nigga and end him. I just thought, since he was your friend, and tried to kill your brother, you’d want in on it. He’s hiding here in the city, told me about some bitch he fucked with years ago. That’s where I’m starting… look, I don’t play well with others, especially if they’re not my kin, but if you Foe Dub niggas are good enough for Baby Girl, then I guess I’ll make an exception. We can talk more after DW’s wedding.”
She goes to walk past me, but stops at my shoulder. “Oh, and that’ll be the only pass you get. Put your hands on me, or any woman, again, and I’ll cut them off and make you eat them.” She gives me a quick peck on the cheek and strolls out, humming my single “No Love” to herself.
I take out my phone and dial a number I probably shouldn’t even have. It rings three times before the line clicks over, and silence greets me before a lighter flick.
“Wassup cuz.”
“We need to link soon. It’s about that lil Riverwalk shit.”
“Fasho.”
Macy
“Shouldwebeeatingthis?” Anaïs asks as I place the sundae in front of her.
“Not at all,” Denver snickers, but he picks up a spoon, too.
“It’s lactose free; your uncle Shaddy doesn’t think I know. So I feel like it’s okay to eat.”
“It’s nine in the morning, TT Mace.”
