The Teflon Queen

by White , Silk

  ”Hey baby” James said as he stretched. “When did you get here?”

  “Just now baby” Angela said as sat down on the edge of the bed. “How has your day been?”

  ”Good” James replied with a smile. “Finally able to get some much needed rest.”

  ”You hungry?” Angela asked. She planned on just relaxing with James for the night because tomorrow she was back to business.

  CHAPTER 15

  Capo rapped along with Young Jeezy as he packed the remainder of his things for his vacation. After listening to Kim, Capo realized that he did need a vacation.

  ”On some real shit” Kim began. “I might not ever come back” she said, as she put her makeup on in the mirror. “I don’t think you should come back either.”

  “I have to come back to go to court” Capo told her as he slid his .45 down in his waistband.

  ”You really think them crackers gonna let you get off this time around?” Kim said turning to face Capo. “Nigga you better wake the fuck up! They planted drugs in your car, regardless you going to have to do some time, and you know once they get you in there they going to make sure you never leave. Probably pay some clown to fuck with you and wait for you to shank him.” Capo knew what Kim was saying was right, but what she was asking him to do was the hardest thing in the world. To ask a drug dealer to leave the game while still in his prime was like asking him to commit suicide. Right now he was on top and planned on staying that way.

  ”Fuck it! I say we just leave and don’t come back” Kim told him.

  “Together we got about $200,000. I say we just leave and make that shit work.”

  ”What about our empire?” Capo asked.

  “Fuck that shit” Kim said waving her hand. “Leave that shit with Bone, and let him just send us our cut.”

  “You think he can handle that?” Capo asked not sure if he should leave everything he had worked so hard to get with Bone.

  “He’s going to have to, cause if you come back then you might as well go turn yourself in right now” Kim told him.

  “Fuck it! We can leave and try to open up a business or something” Capo said. “As long we getting money some how then we can stay, deal?”

  “Deal” Kim agreed happily as she jumped up in Capo’s arms. Just as the two were about to celebrate Kim heard her cell phone ringing. She looked at the caller I.D. and saw her mother’s name flashing across the screen. “Hey mommy” Kim sang happily into the receiver.

  “Bitch do this sound like your motherfucking mother to you!?” The voice on the other end barked.

  “Who is this?” Kim asked. The caller now had her undivided attention.

  “Shut the fuck up!” Dough Boy barked into the receiver. “If you want to see your mother again then pay attention, first off I’m going to need $150,000 cash, and secondly you must come alone when you bring the money I’ll call you tonight with further details” Dough Boy said as he hung up in Kim’s ear.

  “Who the fuck was that?” Capo asked as soon as Kim closed her phone.

  “They got my mother” Kim said as she slid down the wall so that her knees were press on her chest. “They are going to kill her!”

  “Calm down” Capo said squatting down next to Kim. “Who has your mother?”

  “I don’t know” Kim cried. “But it sounded like that stickup kid, the big one.”

  “How much they want to give her back?” Capo asked.

  “They want $150,000” Kim sobbed. Capo knew once he paid the ransom that he would never leave New York, and basically his life was now over especially since the cops were now gunning for him, but it was no way he could let Kim’s mother suffer because of some beef that they had in the streets. “We’ll get your mother back, by any means” Capo assured her. “Don’t even worry about it.”

  ***

  ”What’s your name?” Dough Boy asked as he untied Kim’s mother’s hands. He didn’t really want to hurt the woman, but if she didn’t cooperate he wouldn’t hesitate to put her back in her place.

  “Michelle” the woman replied in a shaky voice. Dough Boy could tell that the woman was scared to death. “Listen to me carefully” he said making sure Michelle understood what he was about to say. “I’m about to untie you, please don’t try to run, because you won’t be able to out run a bullet” Dough Boy said as he cut the tape from around her wrist. “Don’t make me hurt you. All I want is the money.”

  “I’m not going to try and run” Michelle assured him. “So why are you doing this? Did my baby do something to hurt you?”

  Dough Boy smiled as he cracked open the brand new bottle of Vodka that rested on the counter. “No your daughter didn’t do anything to me.”

  “Then why are you doing this?” Michelle asked as she got up and grabbed herself a glass from out the cabinet and held it out.

  ”Honestly I just really need the money” Dough Boy replied as he filled up Michelle’s cup. He felt bad for what he was doing but he had to do what he had to do. Dough Boy always walked in a situation planning just to rob his target, if he happened to shoot them or even murder them he looked at it like it was their fault, because he only used his weapon if he had too.

  “I hope you have a better reason for trying to rob an older woman, than just you need the money” Michelle said sipping from her glass.

  “You are putting a lot of lives in jeopardy pulling a move like this.”

  “My son is very sick, and if I don’t get $100,000 he’s going to die.” Dough Boy told her as his eyes began to moisten. Every time he thought about his little man he got emotional.

  ”I understand” Michelle said seeing the pain in Dough Boy’s face when he spoke about his son. “I just hope everything works out for you and your family” a part of her wanted to feel sorry for Dough Boy. She could really feel his pain, but at the same time he was going about getting money the wrong way, and she knew the kind of people her daughter hung out with, so she was sure that the outcome would end in a bloody mess.

  CHAPTER 16

  ”How long you going to be gone for?” James asked as he sat on bed and watched Angela jam her clothes in a suitcase.

  ”Two to three weeks tops” Angela assured him with a smile. “Sorry I have to go on such short notice, but my mom is really sick” she lied.

  “I understand” James said. “Go handle your business” Angela hated to have to lie to James, but there was no way she could tell him that she wasn’t going to see her mother, but instead going on a killing spree. Angela felt bad, but business was business.

  “You need me to drop you off at the airport?” James asked.

  “No that’s alright” Angela quickly declined. “I’ll just take a cab”

  “You sure?” James pressed. He wanted to spend as much time with Angela as he could, especially since she was about to be leaving him.

  “I’ll be back in no time baby” Angela said as she kissed James on the lips as she heard the cab outside blowing its horn. She quickly grabbed her two bags, one which held clothes inside, and the other that held any kind of weapon and body armor she could think of as she headed out the front door. “Motel 6 downtown” Angela said as she slid in the back seat of the cab. The cab driver shook his head and pulled off. For the entire ride Angela looked at a wallet sized picture of the D.A. Heather. When the cab pulled up in the Motel 6 parking lot Angela paid the man, grabbed her bags and headed to the office so she could pay for her room for two weeks in advance in cash. Angela stepped foot in her room and immediately plugged in her Iphone, sat her ipod on the top and turned up the volume as T.I.’s song “I’m Back” pumped through the speakers. Angela quickly stripped out of her business suit, and threw on a pair of black pants, and some all black, easy to run in comfortable combat boots, she then put on her custom made Teflon vest that was made just to fit her breast size, a tight fitting all black long sleeve shirt went over the vest. Angela stood in front of the mirror and sat her blonde wig on top of her head, followed by her dark tinted shades. Angela wa
lked over to her suitcase and removed Two .380’s with the silencers already attached, three extra clips, a sharp throwing knife, and wrist straps that looked like bracelets but were really knives. Angela slipped her fingers inside the black gloves as she exited her room, and headed down the street in search of a vehicle. She walked up on a nice low key Honda, and with a flick of her wrist a sharp blade sat in the palm of her hand. Once inside the car she quickly hot wired the car and was on her way to pay Heather a visit.

  Angela parked her car two blocks away from Heather’s house as she slid out the driver’s seat and quietly walked through the woman’s grass until she reached the front door. With the same knife that she broke into the car with she used to pick the lock on the front door. Once inside Angel made sure she closed the door behind her quietly as she removed one of her .380’s and held it with a two handed grip as she moved through out the house as quiet as a cat as she searched for her target. She placed her back up against the wall as she heard some movement coming from upstairs. Angela quickly made her way up the steps until she reached the top of the steps. Upstairs there were four bedrooms, but movement only in one. Angela slowly crept up on the door, and kicked it open. Inside she saw man standing with no shirt on.

  “Who the hell are you?” The man asked. One shot to his head silenced him forever. Angela walked up to his body and pumped three more shots in his chest just for the hell of it. She then trained her gun on Heather the same woman from the picture. She sat in a rocking chair holding a baby in her arms that couldn’t have been any older than six months old. Just as Heather fixed her mouth to scream Angela put a bullet right between her eyes, causing Heather’s head to lean forward as the blood from the hole in her head dripped on the little baby. Angela then trained her gun on the infant, and held it there for a second before sliding her weapon back in its holster. She walked over and removed the baby who was now screaming at the top of her lungs from Heather’s arms, and placed her in her crib. Once Angela was sure the baby was safe, she turned and exited the house.

  When Angela made it back to her room, she quickly removed all of her clothes and hopped straight in the shower were she stood for about an hour before she finally hopped out. Angela threw on a night gown as she hopped in the bed and texted James. “Hey baby I know you probably sleep just wanted to let you know that I made it to my mother’s house safe and sound. I’ll call you tomorrow. I love you, Muaaaaah” she typed before pressing the send button. Angela tossed her phone on the night stand, and grabbed her ipod. She put on some Lauren Hill, and then pulled out a small picture of her next target Judge Micheal Steward.

  ***

  Capo stood in his crib along with Kim, Bone, and about six other soldiers. He still couldn’t believe this was happening on the day he and Kim were supposed to be leaving. If it wasn’t for bad luck Capo wouldn’t have no luck at all.

  ”This motherfucker gotta die after pulling some shit like this” Bone spat pacing back and forth smoking a cigarette. “Motherfucker wants $150,000?”

  “$150,000 cash” Kim repeated with a stone look on her face. She didn’t care how much money Dough Boy wanted all she cared about was getting her mother back safe and sound. “And he said I gotta come alone when I bring him the money.”

  “Fuck outta here!” Bone huffed. “I’m not letting you take that money to that nigga all by yourself, what if it’s a set up?’

  “We don’t have any other options” Capo said. “He got the upper hand so we gotta play by his rules for now” Capo didn’t want to send Kim alone carrying $150,000 but what other choices did he have?

  “Fuck it!” Bone cursed loudly looking over at Capo. “I say me and you follow her, I mean how do we even know her mother is even still alive?” Before any one could say another word Kim’s cell phone rang. The whole room got so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

  “That’s him?” Capo asked looking at Kim for a response. She looked at the caller I.D. and shook her head yes as she answered the phone. “Hello?”

  “You got my money?” Dough Boy asked cutting straight to the chase.

  “Yeah I got it” Kim replied. “But you not getting shit until I speak to my mother to make sure she’s okay first.” A long pause occurred then seconds later Kim heard her mother on the other end of the phone.

  “Hello?”

  “Mommy are you alright?” Kim asked happy to hear her mother’s voice.

  “Yes baby I’m fine” Michelle assured her.

  “I’m on my way down there to get you” Kim said just as Dough Boy got back on the phone.

  “Meet me downtown at Time Square in a hour in front of BB King’s and if you don’t come alone your mother is dead” Dough Boy said hanging up in Kim’s ear. Kim closed her phone and shook her head. “I’m going to have to go alone.”

  “Fuck!” Capo cursed as he walked up and handed Kim a brand new chrome 9mm. “If shit don’t look right you know what to do. Bone and I are going to just follow you to make sure nothing happens to you.”

  “You sure that’s a smart move?” Kim asked as she grabbed the duffle bag filled with the money.

  “We are going to stay a few blocks behind you just to make sure you safe.” Capo told her as she, Capo and Bone headed out the door.

  ***

  ”Come on it’s time to go” Dough Boy said removing his .45 from his waistband.

  “You sure you want to go through with this?” Michelle asked making sure he knew exactly what he was about to get himself into.

  “Positive” Dough Boy winked at her. He didn’t want to do this, but instead he had to, nothing or no one came above or before his family. Dough Boy grabbed Michelle by her arm and led her outside, to the car that waited curb side for them. The driver was a young kid named Dee who was just trying to make himself a couple dollars.

  “Take us to forty deuce” Dough Boy order as he and Michelle slid in the back seat. Dee nodded his head, and quickly pulled off into traffic.

  ***

  Kim walked up to B.B. Kings and saw Dough Boy already standing there waiting on her with his hand on his hip. “You late” Dough Boy said as soon as Kim walked up.

  “Where’s my mother?” Kim said ignoring the comment he just made.

  “Is that my money?” Dough Boy said eyeing the duffle bag.

  “Where’s my mother?” Kim asked again. Dough Boy snatched the bag from her hand, then pulled out his cell phone and made a call. “Yeah everything is straight. Bring her mother” he said before shutting his phone. “Your mother will be here in two minutes” Dough Boy said as he turned and quickly disappeared down the subway steps.

  “Fuck!” Kim cursed as she watched Dough Boy escape. Minutes later Kim saw a burgundy car pull up and seconds later her mother hopped out the back. “My babbbby!” Michelle yelled as she and Kim hugged in the middle of the street.

  ”Follow that motherfucker!” Capo said pointing at the burgundy car. Bone nodded his head and quickly followed the burgundy car. After following the burgundy car around the city for about forty five minutes the car finally parked in front of a housing projects. Dee hopped out the burgundy car feeling good. He had just made a quick $1,000 to do absolutely nothing, his life was just starting to turn around for the better or so he thought. Just as Dee locked the door on his burgundy Buick, he turned around to a big ass gun in his face.

  “Nigga get over here!” Capo snarled as he roughly grabbed Dee by the back of his shirt and roughly tossed him in the trunk. Once Capo got back in the car Bone pulled off.

  When the trunk popped open, Bone quickly snatched Dee from out of it. “Bring yo ass over here!” he said roughly forcing Dee through a door and into a room full of rough looking men.

  “What’s this all about?” Dee asked nervously.

  “Sit down” Capo said in an even tone. From the look on his face, Dee could tell he wasn’t in a good or happy mood. “Listen carefully motherfucker!” Capo began. “I’m only going to ask you this once, where the fuck is Dough Boy?”

  “I
don’t know” Dee replied. Seconds later he felt a bottle crashing over his head.

  “This nigga must think we playing” Bone said as he snuffed Dee with all his might. Seconds later Dee’s eye was completely shut.

  “You better tell me something” Capo said roughly grabbing Dee’s chin.

  “If you don’t know where he’s at, then you better tell us where we can find him.”

  “I don’t know” Dee said as he closed his eyes preparing for what was coming next.