Duffle Bag Bitches

by Alicia Howard

  “I guess you all mad at her right?” Dallas asked.

  “Hell yeah.” They all began to fuss about how she should be dead already.

  “Cool it ya’ll.” They were still fussing.

  That’s when Dallas barked, “Shut the fuck up!” The room stopped moving but the heat was still heavy in the air. They had to hear him out because shit was crazy right now.

  “Jay did not rollover on her family, everything she did, I orchestrated it.” The room was really lost now. “I needed her to play this part without anyone getting in her way. Jay has been down with me before the rest of the women started. Nisha how do you think I knew to kidnap you to get money out of West?” Nisha looked dumbfounded. “I just thought you watched me.” She stated.

  “No, Jay lead me to you baby.” Dallas knew that this was a lot to swallow.

  “So she was never in love with Cash for real?” Jasmine asked hoping she wasn’t because she missed her friend terribly.

  “Hell no! I was doing my job. I’m sorry it had to be this way but it was a sure fire plan. And I won’t take the blame for Mack’s death, that was my dude. Shannon what have you always asked when we pull a smooth move?” Jay spoke for herself this time.

  “Are you ready to die?” Everyone in the room knew that in this line of business you could lose your life. The crew couldn’t believe that Dallas’s slick ass had them all fooled. This nigga was the master of the mind.

  “See she risked her life for all of us. The nigga’s niece even overheard her talking on the phone to you Shannon. She could have been dead after that. The nigga was so in love that his own niece couldn’t bear to break his heart and dime Jay out.” He informed them.

  “That’s the little girl we saw you with.” Shannon stated.

  “Yes, she befriended me to see where my heart and head really was. I gamed her young dumb ass too.” Jay was proud of her work; she just wished Cash was dead.

  “Damn you’re a cold-blooded ass bitch.” Jasmine gave her a hug “I missed you. Shannon and Nisha ran over and hugged her too.

  Dizzy and Zane laughed, “You a grimy ass nigga Dallas.” Dizzy had to say that shit since he knew everyone was thinking it.

  The world was good again, their girl was back in the family fold and the money was right. Nisha was feeling brand new again with a different outlook on life and how she would spend her money. Zane walked over to Shannon and kissed her.

  “Hold up my man, what you doing kissing one of my girls?” Dallas teased knowing damn well they were a couple now.

  Zane pointed to Jay, Jasmine, and Nisha “Those are your girls right there, this right here is my woman.” He held Shannon tight and they all laughed.

  “I know that shits right! I’m happy for you bruh. I wanted you to the have her the day you fell in love with her.” Dallas let that slip on purpose.

  “When did you fall in love with me?” Shannon looked up at him.

  “The first day you walked through these doors.” Zane admitted.

  “Aww.” The crew chimed.

  “I just love black love.” Dizzy said. Everyone just shook their heads cause he was just too damn silly.

  “Now that we have things all squared away I want everyone to know that in three weeks we hit New York. Nothing hard this time, it will be like taking the sweetness out of a sugar cane.” Dallas laid down the law.

  Two waiters came in the room. His last statement was their cue to enter the warehouse from the main house. One came in carrying a tray with six envelops on it. He served each member their pay. The other carried glasses of champagne for each member. After the bubbly was served Dallas raised his glass.

  “Thanks to the Duffle Bag Bitches, our family is complete. In three weeks we cause damage in the Big Apple. Last but never least, nor ever forgotten, salute to Mack our fallen warrior. We miss you my nigga.” They all let their glasses tilt to let some slip out for the lost homie.

  “Let’s toast to New York and a man gone too soon.” They all touched glasses and yelled, “To Mack.”

  Things were in full swing with the music was jumping and the girls were talking shit and teasing. Even Dizzy was in chill mode working on the game in the warehouse. Shannon was sitting on Zane’s lap. Dallas was on a business call, and Jay and Jasmine were talking like they had lost each other for years. Things looked real good from where Zane sat. They had some cool music playing but Zane needed to here that new Yo Gotti.

  “Get up boo.” Zane told Shannon.

  “Where you going? You leaving?” She asked.

  “Not without you, just going to my car to grab a CD.” He told her.

  She moved out of his way so he could go the door. Dallas ended his call. “See she already got you in a thong. You got to explain your movement and shit.” He loved to talk shit with his people.

  “Don’t worry about mine nigga, I got this.” Zane popped his collar.

  “Tell him daddy.” Shannon stroked his ego.

  “See, you hear that?” Zane pointed to her.

  “Man take yo ass to your car. Talk that shit when you come back in.” Dallas laughed.

  Zane was laughing as he stepped out the door. He was half way to his car when a 45 touched his temple and a voice he didn’t know told him. “Nigga don’t move or you’re dead!”

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