by Nene Capri
Junior raised his head, tightened his lips, and then said, “I’ll make another one.”
His wife looked at him with narrowed eyes and blurted, “Kemo!” The hair on KoKo’s neck stood up. Then she shot Junior in the chest.
“Oh my God! No! No! Noooooo!” his wife shrieked as she cried and shook uncontrollably.
“See, your dad gave his life for you,” KoKo whispered in the little boy’s ear. She pointed the gun at the wife and shot her in the head. Her body slammed to the ground. She looked down at his son and said, “Your mother too.”
“Mommy!” the little boy yelled and dropped to his knees at his mom’s side. He shook her but got no response.
“See that he gets dropped off at his grandmother’s house.” KoKo squeezed her gun tight, her breathing quickened as her thoughts went to Diablo.
Chucky scooped him up as he kicked and screamed for his parents.
“Let’s move on them niggas,” KoKo said. She and Night rolled out while the rest of the crew did their clean up.
Later that night . . .
KoKo and her death squad pulled up to Diablo’s motorcycle shop five trucks deep. They jumped out wearing all black, looked around and walked to the entrance of the shop. Diablo’s security looked her up and down and then let them in. They were led to a wall that opened up to a staircase. They walked down the stairs and into an underground room the size of half of a football field. They walked to Diablo’s desk, strapped and all. Searching wasn’t in the program today. Diablo believed in fair fighting ground. If death was meant for either side, it would have to work hard for it.
“You got something you want to tell me?” KoKo got straight to the point.
Diablo pulled hard on a cigar and blew the smoke out before responding in a deep, raspy voice. “Speak what’s on your mind. Don’t slow stroke me.”
“A man’s dying wish was that I tell you hello.”
Diablo nodded and waved at a nearby gunman who brought a limping man over to the desk who was thrown at KoKo’s feet. “I believe this is who that dying man wanted you to holla at. I held onto him until you got here.”
“What the fuck is this? Some kind of joke?”
“Nah. This ambitious young man thought it wise to start a little war, unaware of the fact that you are one of my number one people. Isn’t that right, about to be dead ass muhfucka?” Diablo yelled at Kemo.
He shook uncontrollably. “Diablo, I’m sorry. We didn’t know,” he cried as he realized that his hour had come.
“I bet you know now,” Diablo said as he blew a hole in the back of Kemo’s head. Brain matter and blood flew to the floor and his head followed.
As he hit the ground, KoKo pulled out her gun and put two more in the empty spaces for good measure and then stuck it back in its place. “Our business is complete,” KoKo said as she turned to walk away.
“Fair enough. But, can I talk to you in private right quick?” Diablo asked.
“Sure,” KoKo responded.
“Y’all niggas hang back a little so we can talk business,” Diablo ordered.
Every one moved back to the other side of the room except Diablo’s most trusted and Night, KoKo’s most trusted.
“Something to smoke?” Diablo offered KoKo and Night.
“No thank you,” KoKo said, remaining professional.
“Let me ask you something. What does the name Scarie mean to you?”
“Scarie?” KoKo sat for a minute running names through her mental database. “I don’t know anything about Scarie. Should I?”
“I don’t know if you should. But he damn sure wants to meet you.”
“Is that right? What gives you that impression?”
Diablo took a long pull on the blunt and blew out a thick cloud of smoke into the air. “You’re the type that likes to smoke out your own information, and I plan on letting you do that. But I will tell you this.” Diablo paused for a minute. “This nigga Scarie is a monster. No loyalty. I don’t trust that nigga when I’m looking at him and damn sure not outta my sight. He wants you bad. Be careful,” Diablo warned.
“Is that it?”
“For now.”
KoKo stood up and Diablo made one last statement, “We do business, so it’s always give and take on fair ground. But I trust you, so you have my word I won’t roll on you. But I won’t ever risk my own for your safety, so watch your back.”
“Indeed,” KoKo shot back as she looked Diablo over.
“You need to stop playing and let me find out why niggas like to taste KoKo.”
“Nah, I’m good. I like bones in my fish,” KoKo shot back not breaking her stride.
Diablo just smiled.
It was always hard for her to deal with Diablo because her appearance threw KoKo off. Here was a 5’10”, 200-pound muscular beast with a deep voice, full beard and mustache and face tatted up. But under all that deep husky voice, thuggish attitude and gangsta power, was a pussy and a pair of tits. Unbelievable. KoKo shook her head as she headed for the exit. She was now on another search for a ghost in the darkness.
-32-
Gather The Troops
Chico was on KoKo’s phone going off in a combination of English and Spanish.
“Calm the fuck down,” KoKo said into the phone.
“I don’t like niggas playing in my back yard,” he barked into the phone.
Once Boa had found out what happened to KoKo he went down to the A and turned shit up. Things had gotten real hot very fast, making it hard for niggas to handle their business. Chico was pissed.
“I got it, Chico. Just keep shit stable. I’m going to call for a meeting.”
“Yeah. Okay,” Chico said with a little hesitation in his voice
“Am I clear about my orders?” KoKo barked.
“Yeah, you clear.”
“Alright. Wait for my next call.” She hung up and took a deep breath.
“Your boy fucked up again?” Night asked.
“We need to have a big meeting. I’m pulling people in the circle and everybody needs to know who’s who so we don’t have mass violation.”
“You ready to do a big party?” Night asked with concern in his voice.
“I’ll be all right.” KoKo sat thinking about the last big party thrown, the night Kayson was killed. She had been avoiding having the function, but she realized the parties were a part of Kayson’s method of making sure the major players in the organization were aquainted, and therefore no one would step on each others’ toes. “Start gathering everyone up. The party will be this weekend.” Night nodded and got up to leave her office.
KoKo called in a favor from Diablo. A sit down with Chico and the leader of MT7 was set and a compromise was met. When big money lay on the table, fuck ups needed identifying and all bullshit required elimination in order to keep business moving.
*****
When Saturday came, KoKo still felt conflicted about the whole event. Even though everything was in place and they had security out the ass, the pain of the evening hovered over her like a black evil cloud.
KoKo stood in her walk-in closet in her bra and panties looking at her dress and shoes. After a few more hits of her blunt and swigs of her drink, she was ready. She slid her feet into her shoes and then pulled her dress over her head. Once completely dressed, she stood in the full-length mirrior and looked herself over. “All right bitch, pull it together. We got shit to do,” she said aloud. She grabbed her clutch and headed out the door.
*****
The evening was warm yet comfortable. Around ten o’clock everyone began pulling up to the rented mansion for the all red affair. Everyone stepped out their cars sharp as hell dressed in different variations of red, from deep dark red to bright red accented with either gold or silver.
The room was huge, decorated with high ceilings and crystal chandaliers. Silver coffee and end tables sat next to dark red couches with big black fluffy pillows. Silver ice buckets with expensive champagne were positioned in several areas throug
hout the room. The one fixture that set the center of the room off was the crystal circular bar that served nothing but the finest libations at the guest’s request.
As the members entered the house, the servers began passing out glasses of champagne. The DJ had set the mode going from one hot hit to the next. As everyone started to mingle and talk, the evening had officially started. Night, Mugsy, Boa, Chucky and Savage arrived around 11 p.m. with their wives on their arms.
“It’s live up in here,” Chucky said as they made their way into the room.
“I’m about to get fucked up,” Mugsy said as he took a glass from the tray in front of him.
“Hell yeah,” Savage said, grabbing one also.
After everyone had a glass, they put them together and Night made a toast. “To the future,” he said as each glass touched and smiles came across their faces.
“It is so nice in here,” Latreece said as she squeezed Boa’s arm.” She was so happy to be out with him. Boa looked down at her and nodded. He had been quiet since he got there. He had one woman on his arm and another one on the way. With all the shit going on, he hadn’t had any time with KoKo and his mind was scheming on how he was going to steal a moment alone with her.
By twelve o’clock, the room was buzzing with conversation. KoKo came through the door wearing a sheer, body-hugging, knee-length dark red off the shoulder dress. The silver four-inch heels strapped around her ankle were accented with Swarovski crystals. Her hair was swept to one side, which gave a full view of her dangling diamond earrings and matching necklace.
All eyes were on her as she moved through the room. Boa’s mouth watered at the sight of all that chocolate skin covered by that sexy red dress.
“Gotdamn!” Savage said as he hit Mugsy with his elbow.
When Mugs looked up, he felt his dick jump at the sight of that dress clinging to KoKo’s perfect ass. “Damn, Boss Lady,” he mumbled under his breath.
“Y’all niggas better fall the fuck back,” Boa barked.
“Nigga, fuck you. We ain’t trippin’. Just enjoying the view,” Savage shot back.
The closer KoKo approached, Boa could feel his heart beating faster. She stopped a few feet away from them and briefly addressed a few issues with Wadoo from Cali. Giggling and tossing her hair, she touched his arm and then whispered in his ear-causing Boa to get a slight attitude.
The crew was caught up in gazing at KoKo when the wives returned with their drinks. “Damn, take a picture it will last longer,” Latreece said as she shoved Boa’s drink in his hand.
“Go ahead with all that.” He took the drink and shot her a dirty look.
Lynn, Clarisah, and Rain just stood back and watched the little quarrel going on and shook their heads. They had been on the team for a while and knew their place. One thing was for sure, nobody wanted a beef with KoKo.
“Good evening ladies and gentlemen,” KoKo said as she approached.
“What’s up, Boss lady?” Savage said and leaned in to give her a hug.
“You killing that dress, ma,” Mugsy said as he also gave her a hug.
“You know how we do,” she said, looking Latreece in the eyes. “Boa, get everybody ready. We need to meet in the office on the left in fifteen minutes.
“Enjoy the evening, ladies,” she said to the women and then turned and walked off.
Fifteen minutes later, almost half the room cleared out to attend the meeting. Latreece stared at the doors as they closed shut.
“You gotta stop tripping, ma. This is how your man handles his business. Either you can be down or spend your life being pissed off and miserable,” Clarisah, Chucky’s wife said as she sipped her drink.
“I can’t get used to this shit. Ever since he moved up closer to her, he has not been the same,” Latreece said as she kept looking at the door.
“I don’t care what Mugsy do anymore. A bitch is rich and comfortable,” Lynn said as she sat down and crossed her legs. Rain didn’t even respond. She had her run-ins with KoKo in the past, and she already knew where Night’s loyalty lied. Latreece sat there feeling sick to her stomach. She couldn’t understand how the women in the organization accepted infidelity in exchange for money and power.
After an hour, everyone began to emerge from the room. Boa was one of the last people to exit with a big smile on his face. KoKo came out after him. Night was right behind her.
Boa and Night headed to where the ladies were sitting, and KoKo mingled a little more. The DJ slowed the music down and couples began to get their slow grind on. When the ladies excused themselves to the bathroom, Boa made his move.
“I’ll be right back. Watch my back,” he said and moved toward KoKo’s direction.
“That nigga sprung,” Mugsy said, shaking his head.
“Nah, that muhfucka in love,” Savage said as he headed to make a few more connections.
KoKo was posted up by the patio talking to Gwen. Gwen’s mouth was moving at the pace of a jackhammer. She moved from one subject to the next. However, KoKo couldn’t pay attention if she wanted to because the heat that was beaming from Boa’s eye sockets had her pussy tingling. He walked right up to her, grabbed her hand, and pulled her onto the patio with him.
“Well damn,” Gwen said and then walked off.
“What are you doing?” KoKo asked.
“You sexy as hell in this dress,” Boa said, ignoring her question.
“I look sexy in everything.”
“I don’t want to fight with you,” he said as he moved closer.
“If you would do what I tell you we wouldn’t fight,” KoKo said, looking up at him.
“I need you tonight,” he said as he kissed her cheek.
“You better go check on your girl,” KoKo said as his hands rested on her waist.
“She straight. I need to make sure everything is good with us.”
“You need to let me be in charge and stop doing shit that makes me have to justify why your head is still attached to your shoulders.”
“You know you need my head,” he said, licking his lips and looking at her through the slits of his eyes. Boa moved closer pinning her against the conrete railing.
“Seriously, Boa. You gotta stop all this reckless activity,” KoKo said as he began to place soft sensual kisses on her shoulder.
“I hear you.” He placed his hand under her chin and kissed her lips. “Let me taste your chocolate,” he said as his hands caressed her hips.
“Your girl is looking for you,” KoKo said, looking past Boa and into the room through the curtain.
“Well then, I better hurry up.” He lowered himself to her waist and took a deep breath enjoying KoKo’s scent as his fingertips firmly eased up her thighs. Grabbing her panties, he pulled them to her ankles. KoKo stepped out of them as he placed her leg over his shoulder. KoKo rested her hands on the top of his head as he began to tickle her clit with the tip of his tongue.
KoKo’s eyes rotated between open and closed as Boa caused her body to move in response to his touch. “Damn, boy,” she mumbled.
Boa was in his glory. He began sucking her clit softly, waiting to hear the sensual moans that started to leave her lips. When he felt her leg tremble, he sucked harder.
“Ssss . . .mmm . . .Boa,” KoKo whispered as she gripped his head tighter. She looked down at him handling his business and then back at the curtain. She could see Latreece looking for Boa and getting closer. “Boa, hurry up,” she moaned.
Boa stopped to run his tongue between her slippery wet lips sending chills through her body. “Mmmm . . .hurry up, Boa.”
“You still mad at me?” he asked, looking up into her glossy eyes.
KoKo shook her head back and forth then said, “Make me cum, Boa.”
With that, he licked and sucked until her contractions came on strong. KoKo threw her head back and gripped the edge of the rail.
“Did you see Boa?” they heard Latreece ask as she planted herself right by the patio doors.
KoKo opened her eyes as sh
e released all over Boa’s mouth. Boa slid his tongue in her jucies, savoring her taste.
Latreece stood there with her arms folded in panic mode. “Boa, stop,” KoKo whispered.
Boa rose, dick hard and ready. “Boa, no.” KoKo grabbed his hand.
“Shhhh . . .they gonna hear you,” he whispered as he pulled her up to his waist and slid in.
“Damn, you feel good.”
“Boa, wait,” she pleaded.
Boa moved deep and fast.
“Night, did you see Boa,” Latreece asked as she turned to the side and continued to look around.
“Nah. But he should turn up soon,” Night said and then moved on.
KoKo held on tight as she felt another orgasm coming on.
“You gotta let that bitch go, Boa,” KoKo whispered.
“Ssss . . .It’s all about you KoKo,” Boa hissed as he too began to cum.
KoKo watched the curtain as Latreece turned to face where they were. Boa stroked faster as her wetness became crippling. The intensity of the moment caused Boa and KoKo to cum hard just as Latreece reached her hand out to open the curtain.
“Treece!” Rain yelled out.
Latreece turned quickly in Joveeda’s direction.
Panting and sweating, Boa rested up against KoKo and then let her down.
“You know I’m addicted to this pussy, right?” Boa whispered in her ear.
“Do what I tell you, Boa, and you can have it whenever you want it,” KoKo said as she walked toward the steps leading off the patio. Boa straightened his clothes as he watched her walk down the small trail leading toward the front of the building.
“Boa!” Latreece said as she walked onto the patio looking in all directions. “I have been looking for you,” she said as she looked him up and down.
“What’s up?” he asked, all relaxed.
“What were you doing?” she asked with her hands on her hips.
“I was wrapping some shit up.”
“What’s wrong with your clothes?” Latreece asked hands on her hips, nostrils flared and eyes squinted.
“Stop asking me all these questions.” He glared at her, slightly agitated.