“Now, we don’t know what they might have had in that house. It could have been a death trap for us and them men. We still haven’t heard from the two men. I told your ass not to send them and I know they're dead somewhere,” Caesar replied.
“I couldn't wait. I had to see if we could catch him off guard. The motherfucker cut off half my dick and that little ass punk kid cut off a piece of my ear,” Pooky yelled back.
“You fool, do you really believe just two men could kill him? He's Black Ice’s son. He didn't get the name Evil for nothing. I told your ass to wait till you heal up then make a plan to trap and kill him, but no your ass had to send two of our best men. I want revenge on them, too. Black Ice killed my son and showed me a death I never seen, but I'm still here. We're going to kill his son and him and slowly take over his business.”
“Yeah, you’re right, Caesar,” Pooky said out loud as he thought on how they were always able to find men to work for them with the promise of taking over the Brooklyn drug trade and taking down the most feared and unseen drug lord in Brooklyn.
“We’re going to follow them to see where they go,” Caesar said as he drove four cars behind Michael’s Lexus with the next truck behind him.
Michael drove four minutes on the Belt Parkway and jumped on the Sunrise Highway until they reached Green Acres Mall and pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant called Bronx BBQ. The parking lot was full of people heading inside to the restaurant and some were outside talking to women standing by their car. As Michael, Envy, and Mike made their way to the entrance of the restaurant, everyone couldn’t help but look at them matching down to their shoes like movie stars.
“Damn, Michael look at the line to wait for a table. Is it always like this?” Envy asked as she was barely able to get to the door with Mike holding her hand. “How long we have to wait?”
“Envy, don’t worry about that,” Michael squeezed through all of the people in line and the people waiting on their table until he seen the manager. “Hey, Tony, how are you?”
“Oh shit, Michael, why didn’t you call me and let me know you were coming?” Tony replied.
“Well, it was kind of last minute. You think you can hook me up with a table?”
“For you, Michael, anything come follow me,” Michael looked back and waved at Envy to move through the crowd of people with Mike. All the people in line waiting for a table began to ball up their faces in anger. Michael, Envy, and Mike were seated at a table next to the stage.
“Michael, why is there a stage in here, baby?”
“Oh Friday’s they have comedy night and on the weekends it’s Karaoke.”
“What’s Karaoke?” Mike asked.
“Well thank God we’re here on a Friday because you won’t find out. It’s where people go up on stage and try to sing a song and I do mean try.”
Their waiter came and they placed their order. All three of them ordered snow crab legs with grill shrimp and steak. “Michael, how did you get a table so fast?”
“Well baby, the manager Tony, is a friend of mine. A few months ago, his sister that was only sixteen came to my center. She was hooked on crack pretty bad and stayed at the center for four months and got clean. I always asked how she got hooked on it, but she never told. She just always shook with fear at the question. Once she was clean, Tony and his mom were more than happy and took her home. They haven’t found out where she had been missing for almost eight months. She still comes by the center once a month to talk to the counselor and me.”
The waiter came and gave them their food.
“Come on Mike, hold my hand,” Envy said as she took Michael’s. “God, thank you for this meal and keep us safe in Jesus name, we pray, amen.”
Mike looked up after the prayer and seen Michael breaking his snow crab leg and dipped it in butter and Envy was doing the same. He didn’t know if he should eat or not or what to do. It was his first time out and being in a restaurant. “Mike, go ahead and eat. It’s just like being at home or at the center the only thing that’s changed is us being out as a family.”
“Okay,” Mike replied and began to bust down his food as the comedians came on stage and told jokes over and over while all enjoyed their meal.
Caesar and Pooky sat in the truck and parked next to them was another truck with five gunmen in it. Pooky watched all the couples running in and out. “Damn, there are some fine women here,” Pooky said while looking through the truck’s window lusting.
Caesar looked at him and shook his head.
“Fool, did you forget that you have no fucking dick? What are you going to do with those women?
Use your damn fingers and tongue,” Caesar yelled.
Pooky sat back in his seat as he felt embarrassed for a while he did forget that Evil had chopped off half of his dick and now he could never be with a woman again and had a plastic bag strapped to his waist with a tube that traveled to what’s left of his dick and was used to help him pee.
“I’m going to kill that motherfucker as soon as he comes out of that restaurant.”
“No, Pooky, don’t overreact. We will wait and continue to follow him to wherever he’s living now and just before he goes in his house or apartment, we will attack,” Caesar replied.
Pooky shook his head up and down, but his body was full of anger. ‘You took my pride when we was just kids and as a man you took my dick.
I’ll kill you evil. I’ll kill you,’ Pooky thought to himself.
“You enjoy the food, Mike?” Michael asked as he looked at Mike lean back in his seat rubbing his little stuffed stomach.
“Yes I did, but I think I ate too much,” Mike replied. Envy and Michael both laughed because they knew the feeling.
“Michael, I have to tell you something,”
Envy said while looking at him pay and tip the waiter.
“Okay baby, tell me when we leave here and get in the car. It’s too noisy in here.”
“Okay baby,” Envy replied as she got up and took Mike’s hand and headed to the exit of the restaurant with Michael following.
Michael stopped to shake Tony’s hands. “I want to thank you again and here’s a little something,” Michael said as he let go of Tony’s hand and left a twenty dollar bill in it.
“Thanks Michael, and no problem and my sister will be up there for a visit next week.”
“Okay bye, Tony,” Michael said as he followed Envy and Mike out of the door. The cool air hit his face. Envy and Mike both were smiling as Michael held Mike’s left hand and Envy’s right.
The parking lot was still filled with couples coming and going in the restaurant and men talking to women.
Pooky could see Michael clear as he was walking to his car. Pooky moved around in his seat as anger rose in his body. “We should get that fucker here and now,” Pooky yelled.
“No Pooky, there’s a lot of people around.
We got him just as he’s about to go into his home.
He won’t see it coming,” Caesar replied as he looked at Pooky’s face ball up and getting madder and madder.
“Fuck you, I’m killing him now.”
“I said no,” Caesar yelled as he tried to grab Pooky’s arm to stop him from jumping out of the truck with a tech nine millimeter in his hand.
“Shit,” Caesar yelled. “You get with him. It’s going down now,” Caesar told the four men in the back seat and they hopped out all with chrome tech nine millimeter guns. The five men in the next truck seen Pooky and the other men and hopped out and headed towards their target and they knew it was on. They hopped out of the truck four of them were armed with Mossberg pump shotguns and the last one had Koch 9mm pistols.
A group of women were talking to some guys standing by a Mercedes Benz. “I love your car.
You going to let me drive it?” one of the women asked while licking her lips and flirting.
“Sure, if you let me ride you, sexy,” the guy replied.
“Well, all of my friends are down for that and hooking up
with you boys,” the woman replied then turned her head to see Pooky bend low running towards them with a gun in his hand followed by nine other men that were all dressed in black leather jackets with guns. “AAHHH,” she screamed as loud as she could. Her friends turned their heads to see what had her so scared and when they did they screamed as well.
Michael looked up as he just got to his car and looked to see why the women were screaming.
“Oh shit, Envy, Mike get down it’s a hit,” Michael yelled as he seen Pooky and the other men run towards him.
Michael pulled both of his arms and put them up under his shoulders and pulled out the two chrome 50 caliber desert eagles with extended clips that his mother gave him.
“Fuck,” Pooky yelled as he realized that Michael had seen him coming. He raised his gun and squeezed the trigger. A burst of automatic fire spit out bullets tore and ripped through the screaming women that were standing next to the Mercedes that was next to Michael’s Lexus. Their bodies jerked and shook as they screamed in pain and hit the ground and died. Michael dove to the ground hitting the ground with his body half way out from behind the car. He aimed and squeezed the trigger. Boom, boom, boom! The bullets from the 50 caliber desert eagle rang out and went through the parked cars and hit two gunmen. One bullet blew half a gunmen’s face off and the other hit the gunmen in the chest sending him flying backwards. “What the fuck! What kind of guns does Evil got,” Pooky yelled as he looked at the face of one of his gunmen. At the sound of Michael shooting back, the other seven gunmen began to spread out and looked for cover. People were running everywhere trying to get away as the gunmen fired. Two men got shot in their back as they tried to run to the restaurant. “Fuck you Evil, I will kill you tonight no matter what,” Pooky yelled as he continued to send burst of automatic fire in Michael’s direction. Michael turned real fast to see where Envy and Mike was. They were now two cars down behind him hiding. Michael smiled knowing they were safe. He got up from the ground and crept around to another car making sure to stay low. As he got to the Mercedes Benz, he could see people’s bodies shot up and lay dead. He felt someone grab his leg and aimed his gun down. It was a woman who had been shot up with bullets that ripped through her chest and legs. “Help me, help me,” she said as she spit up blood.
“I will just lay there and don’t move,”
Michael said. He then noticed two gunmen running towards him that got tired of shooting and not hitting him with bullets from their Tech 9 mm ripping through the cars. Car alarms were going off. Michael jumped up while running and fired both guns simultaneously. The 50 caliber bullets hit one of the gunmen’s legs ripping it off. The next gunmen turn his head to see his friend’s legs flew off and him falling face first. As he looked down at his friend, a bullet tore through his neck.
“AAHHH,” he screamed as a large chunk of his neck went flying off leaving his head hanging off to the side and blood gushing up in the air then his body hit the floor.
“Fuck! Fuck! We got to kill this asshole,”
Pooky yelled while still ducking behind a car and firing. “It’s only one of him and six of us, surround his ass,” Pooky yelled.
Michael knew he fucked up. He ran to the wrong side of the parking lot. There was a wall blocking his way and he could only go forward or backwards, but soon couldn’t do that as Pooky and his men started to surround him.
Envy peeked from behind the car her and Mike was hiding behind and knew it was time for her to make her move or Michael would die.
“Listen Mike, you stay here. I got to help Michael,”
“But I want to help too,” Mike replied.
“You are by being safe,” Envy replied while crossing her arms and dissing up under her jacket and pulled her twin chrome forty caliber handguns that Michael mother had given her. She swiftly crept behind a car then another one.
“Yeah, we got him surrounded. Yeah, we got you now pussy,” Pooky yelled at him and his men continued to fire at the car Michael was hiding behind. The gun pumped his shotgun then fired.
He did over and over, not giving Michael a chance to return fire. He smiled as he knew he had him and it was just a matter of time before one of his bullets would hit its target. He stopped smiling as he felt melt press to the back of his head.
“You should have never messed with my man asshole,” she yelled as she squeezed the trigger. The bullets crashed into the back of his head and came out of his forehead. His body hit the ground and shook for a while and then stopped.
“Oh shit, we got another shooter. It’s his girl,” one of the gunmen yelled out and aimed at Envy. Before he could squeeze the trigger, Envy screamed and squeezed the triggers to her twin 40
caliber hand guns simultaneously ten times sending bullets through the gunmen’s chest and face. He dropped his gun as his body jerked and shook as the bullets tore and ripped through his body. A chunk of flesh went flying everywhere before he fell onto his knees and died with his eyes opened.
“Fuck! Fuck! No,” Pooky grew furious as he realized he only had three men left. “Kill that bitch too,” he screamed and aimed at Envy and fired. Envy jumped out the way just as the bullet came flying towards her. There were a couple hiding in the back seat of their car. The bullets ripped through the back door killing them as they held each other.
Michael’s face balled up in anger as he seen the gunmen now aiming in Envy’s direction.
“Leave her alone,” he screamed as he fired. Four bullets went through the back window of a car and blew of one of the gunmen’s arm then him in the back instantly severing his spinal cord. He looked at his arm on the ground and fell over dead. Pooky didn’t know what to do. So, he kept firing wildly.
A police siren could be heard as the police car pulled up behind Pooky and his two gunmen. The two cops hopped out of the car with their guns drawn and using their car door as cover. “Okay, freeze drop the fucking gun and turn around slowly,” Michael quickly moved low, but fast to the car where Envy was ducking.
“You okay, baby,” Michael asked.
“I’m fine, but running out of the bullets,”
Envy replied.
“Yeah, me too, boo, but you’re doing good and the cops are here now, but just stay low until they grab them. That’s the only way we know this shit is really over. Where’s Mike?”
“He’s okay, Michael. He’s under a car safe way over there,” Envy stated.
People were still screaming and crying.
Some were in the restaurant on the floor and some were in their cars hiding and others on the ground of the parking lot dead or bleeding to death.
“I said to drop the fucking guns and slowly turn around,” one of the cops yelled.
Pooky looked at his two gunmen letting them know what to do. All three of them turned around as fast as they could, aimed, and fired.
Their bullets hit one gunman in his head and the next one in his stomach and chest, but he was still firing. Pooky sent automatic fire from the Tech 9
mm that ripped through the cop’s face and car crashing into the windshield and door. The cops slumped over onto the open door they were using as cover and were dead right away, but that didn’t stop Pooky from firing making their bodies jerk until he heard a clicking sound letting him know he was out of bullets. He pulled a clip out his jacket pocket and removed the old one and replaced it with the new one and cocked his gun.
Michael looked at Envy as they peeped from the corner of the car they were hiding behind and seen all that happened. “Now Envy,” he yelled as they both stood up and aimed and fired. Bullets tore into the back of Pooky’s last gunmen who was already losing blood from the gunshot wounds the cop gave him. He dropped dead to the ground. A bullet slumped into Pooky’s shoulder and he hit the ground yelling.
“Shit, I’m out of bullets in one of my guns,”
Envy yelled.
“Me too baby,” Michael replied as he put one of his guns back into his shoulder holster and Envy did the same. They checked their clip
s to see they both had only four bullets left a piece.
Pooky stood up and fired while screaming.
Michael grabbed Envy and pulled her down to the floor then fired. A bullet crashed into his right butt cheek leaving a large hole. Pooky dropped to the ground in pain as the smell of burning flesh and blood mixed with urine hit his nose. “I hate you Evil. I fucking hate you,” Pooky yelled and continued to fire sending bullets everywhere. He was now on his knees.
“Damn, I can’t get a good shot. He’s firing too crazy,” Michael yelled.
“Yeah, me neither.”
Mike stood low and crawled up under all the cars until he was now close enough. He was so small he knew Pooky couldn’t see him. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out the five inch hunting knife from the strap holster that Michael had given him. He buttoned back his jeans then pulled out the switch blade from his jeans. Mike crawled up under the car. Pooky stopped screaming and swung the gun wildly while firing as he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “That’s the little fucker that took a piece of my ear,” he said to himself as he noticed Mike ten feet in front of him standing next to a car. Then he noticed that he was holding the knife by the blade. “I remember you.
You’re dead, you little fucker!”
Before he could get the words out of his mouth, all he seen was the five inch knife flying towards him and that was the last thing his right eye seen as it flew right into it. “AAHHH,” Pooky yelled and dropped his gun as he grabbed the knife and pulled it out of his eye socket. He threw down the knife and held his head to his right eye that was now gone. “AAHHH, I’m going to kill you and Evil,” Pooky screamed while crying with the one good eye he had left. He grabbed his gun and looked up and when he did the switch blade went flying into his left eye. “AAHHH,” Pooky screamed and squeezed the trigger to the Tech 9
mm. Mike moved before he could get hit. “I can’t see. I can’t see. Caesar, help me! Caesar, help me please,” said Pooky while firing wild and crazy.
Michael stood up and fired sending a bullet blowing a hole through Pooky’s chest. He fell backwards and was now firing his gun up in the air until he heard a clicking sound. Michael and Envy stood over him and Pooky couldn’t see. “I hate you Evil and that little fucker, but don’t kill me. We’re family.”
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