Mo'esha couldn't understand how Dame claimed to be so against Macy yet was close to him every day and still hadn't pushed his cap back. Something was fishy about it, and if Dame was taking them back to Cincinnati to dead them, she wanted no parts of it. She also thought about packing her bags while they were gone and get ghost on her own but she knew that would make her just like Nay-Nay somewhat and she wasn't anything like that snitch ass bitch so she decided against it. Mo'esha started to think about her life. How she had come from the Dominican Republic when she was 5 years old and how her parents up and left her when she was only 14 because they said she was bad. She hadn't seen her parents in 10 years. She was in America alone like the rest of the Cartel members. Mo'esha knew she was never beat to be a Mother or a niggas wife. The game was her life and her family. Without the Cartel, Mo'esha knew she wouldn't know what to do. They were all she knew.
A loud bang echoed throughout the house. Mo'esha's Instincts kicked in and she hopped up and grabbed her Glock that was on her dresser.
Mo'esha heard loud yelling coming from the living-room.
"Police! Police!"
Mo'esha opened the window to her bedroom and tried to jump out when her bedroom door was busted open and officers surrounded her immediately.
"Freeze!" The officers yelled all together.
Mo'esha thought about going out like a Soulja ' blazing her gun but she quickly decided against it. There were too many officers that would love nothing more than to fill her body up with hot slugs. Mo'esha dropped her gun outside of the window as the officers grabbed her by her legs and pulled her back inside the house, guns still pointed at her.
"What the fuck do y'all want!" Mo'esha yelled, confused as to why she was being arrested. "Ma'am you're under arrest for the Murders of Jose Reyes and Timothy Michaels. You have the right to remain silent anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law."
Mo'esha couldn't believe what she was hearing. She dropped her head low. She knew it was a matter of time the police caught up to her for killing the Man in the hotel And for the Murder of Jose. If they were coming to arrest her, she knew they had evidence. Mo'esha lowered her head. She knew she had fucked up.
****
Pepper walked out of the police station after claiming Si-Si's body Since Si-Si's parents wanted nothing to do with her.
Pepper hopped in the passenger seat and Dame took off, heading back to Newport. They stopped at Rally's to get something to eat before going back to the house.
When they got closer to their house, Pepper could see the flashing police sirens.
"Pull over to the curb!" Pepper yelled to Dame. Dame did as told and pulled over. Pepper, China, and Dame all watched as cops where pulling things out of their house including furniture and safes.
Pepper pulled out her phone and tried to dial Mo'esha but Dame stopped her.
"Nah, shorty. Don't do that. You don't want to be mixed up in whatever's going on. If they got Mo'esha, she'll be calling you." Dame told her. Pepper looked back at the house.
"Damn! What about getting my money! Them mufuckas got our shit! My mom’s pictures and everything!"
China looked on in horror.
"Yo, we gotta get out of here before they spot us." Dame said quickly. He put the car in reverse then backed out.
"Where the fuck we gonna' go! We ain't got no money!" China raised her voice.
So many things were running through Pepper's head.
Why the fuck the police at our crib? They ain't got shit on us, Pepper thought to herself.
"We need to go in hiding until we find out what's going on." Pepper said to Dame.
Dame knew it was risky, but he was taking them to his apartment in Middletown which was 20 minutes away from Macy.
"Where are you going to take us?" Pepper asked Dame.
He hesitated. "I'm taking y'all to my crib."
Pepper frowned. "To your crib! No the fuck you're not! Don't Macy live where you live! You trying to set us up or something nigga!" Pepper yelled, regretting ever trusting Dame.
Dame glared at Pepper.
"What? Setting y'all up! Ain't nobody fucking setting y'all up! That nigga don't live right by me! Chill out. It's just for today," Dame snapped.
Pepper set back while Dame drove to his apartment in Middletown, Ohio.
When they got there, Dame checked his surroundings. When the coast was clear he ushered the ladies out of the car and up into his small one bedroom apartment he purchased when first going after Macy.
The apartment was small but beautifully decorated. Pepper looked around and couldn't believe how clean the apartment was. She had to admit that she expected something more from a nigga like Dame but she figured he was only living there until he deaded Macy because with the 2013 Benz he was pushing she knew he had money.
"Dame, we can't stay here! What if Macy find out we're here?" Pepper said.
"Be cool, shorty. He ain't go find out y'all here if y'all stay inside until tomorrow. I gotta leave to go see what's up with Macy and see about getting y'all a condo out in Kentucky because I know y'all can't stay here long. It's too close to Macy. Just give me until tomorrow. In the meantime, y'all chill out and lay low. I'll be back later."
Dame kissed Pepper on the cheek and was out the door before she could respond.
Pepper looked over at China who had on a poker face. "You think we can trust him?" China asked.
Pepper, without hesitation said, " Yeah."
****
Mo'esha sat in the interrogation room. Her body shook from the coolness between the hard steel walls. Her heart was pounding from anxiety. She knew she was caught, but she didn't know how much evidence they had on her. She wondered if they had evidence on Pepper too since she was also there. But Mo'esha wasn't a snitch so bringing up Pepper's name was not an option. Mo'esha kept a straight face. She wasn't scared of going to prison and if she had to go to prison for many years she would do it with her head held high.
After 4 hours of sitting in the interrogation room, a Middle Aged white officer came into the room with coffee in his hands and cigarettes.
He took his seat on the other side of the table opposite of Mo'esha.
"Misses Mo'esha Veltrez," the cop said with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. "Do you have any idea why you're here?" he asked.
Mo'esha rolled her eyes. "No, I don't. Why don't you tell me?" Mo'esha said calmly.
The officer chuckled. "Well, Misses Veltrez I've got some bad news for you doll. We got you in here for the murders of Two People who we know you killed because your prints were found," the officer puffed on his cigarette and let his words sink in.
Mo'esha wasn't intimidated.
"My finger prints on what?" She asked, still calm as ever.
“Look, cut the bullshit, bitch!" The cop snapped out of nowhere. "We found your fingerprints all over the Goddamn Knife at the hotel with Mr. Michaels and your prints were all over the Door handle of Mr. Reyes car!"
Mo'esha chuckled. She was a soulja and she didn't regret anything she'd done in life. She was a woman about hers. She knew she was going down regardless. "And it took y'all almost 9 years to find me?" Mo'esha's somewhat confession caught the officer off guard. He wasn't expecting it.
"So, you’re saying you did murder Mr. Reyes and Mr. Michaels?"
Mo'esha nodded her head.
"Yep. And I loved every minute of it. Them bitch ass niggas deserved it." Mo'esha answered honestly. She was at the ends of her ropes and didn't give a fuck anymore.
The officer put out his cigarette.
"What about the girls you run with? They had nothing to do with it?"
"Leave my girls out of this. I said I did it because it's the truth. They had nothing to do with neither murder." Mo'esha said.
"You sure about that? I know Jose Reyes murdered one of your crew members Mother. You telling me she didn't help you with the kill?" The Officer was trying to get Mo'esha to give up the other Cartel members. He knew th
ey had something to do with it, but unfortunately for them, they had no proof of the other girls being involved.
"Mufucka didn't I just say it was all me! The fuck you trying to do? Get me to snitch on my girls? Well that ain't go happen! They ain't got shit to do with me deading them niggas like I said!" Mo'esha yelled, losing her cool.
She was ready to call Pepper and let her know she was in jail and would be for a long time.
The officer frowned and narrowed his eyes at Mo'esha.
"Okay, tough bitch. You can protect your girls if you want. But they can't protect you. Because you're being charged with Capital murder and that alone holds a life sentence. And since you confessed, looks like you'll be in here for the rest of your life. You may even get the death penalty since you wanna play tough and have no remorse for your actions." The officer told her, smirking.
Mo'esha shrugged her shoulders.
"Do what you gotta do then, playa. Either one ain't go bring them niggas back. I enjoyed killing them too. Make sure you tell the judge that."
After another hour of questioning and Mo'esha basically confessing to everything with no remorse, the officer wrapped up the interview and left the room. Before Mo'esha was taken back to her cell, they let her have her one phone call. The one person she called was Pepper.
"Hello!" Pepper exclaimed into the phone. " Mo'esha! What the fuck happened?" Pepper wasted no time asking.
"They got me. And it ain't looking good. I'm never gonna get out of here Pepper." Mo'esha wanted to cry, but she couldn't let anyone see her so weak.
"What? Why!" Pepper yelled.
"Look, My visiting hours are tomorrow from Nine to Six. Come see me and I'll tell you everything."
Pepper sighed as if Mo'esha could see her. "Ok, Keep your head up. You going to get out. Don't worry. "
The call ended and Mo'esha dropped her head. She wished she could believe Pepper but she knew the chances of her leaving after they found her fingerprints and her confession was slim to none. She knew the only way she was going to be free from Prison was in a casket.
18
MACY
Dame rushed over to Macy's house. Since his car had to get left at Pepper's house, he rode his motorcycle. Dame was furious with Macy for taking Pepper through the hurt she was feeling but he had to remember to stay cool and his plan would work out. When Dame arrived at Macy's crib he found him in the weight-room running on the treadmill.
When Macy saw Dame enter the room, he smirked. "Yo. What's up, boy? Yo ass finally back."
Dame wanted to shoot Macy right in his head but he kept his cool and put on his act.
"Yeah, man. My mom’s was sick and shit. Had to nurse her back to health," Dame lied.
His mother was dead and had been since he was 10. "Word? That's what's up. You missed my party though, I should fuck you up for not being there. Shit was live as fuck, bra. Bitches everywhere!" Macy said excitedly.
"Ha, I bet you was foolin' too man. But Aye, what's that shit about one of them Cartel bitches being deaded and found behind the building? I know you ain't murk that bitch at yo party bra?" Dame asked, already knowing the answer. He just wanted Macy to admit it.
"Oh, yeah. I forgot about that. Yeah, bra I had to. The fuck that bitch thought I was going to forget about the beef we had just because they laid low for a while? Nah, I saw that bitch and had Hashim dead her. Her crew still ain't came for me yet. Them Cartel bitches could suck my dick." Macy said smugly.
"And you can suck my dick. " Dame said to himself. He listened in anguish. Macy thought he was truly untouchable.
"Damn, that's crazy. You think you should've done that though? I mean, they ain't came for you so you ain't have a reason to dead shorty."
Macy glared at Dame and twisted his lips upward.
"I ain't got to have a reason to dead her. I ain't like her being in my sight thinking I forgot about her and her crew fake trying to come after me. And for that pussy ass nigga, Dave?" Macy laughed.
The mentioning of Dave's name almost Sent Dame over the edge. He was shaking on the inside because all he had to do was pull out his gun and pull the trigger and Macy would've never saw it coming. Dame took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "Right, I hear you my nigga. But look I'm about to be out. I'll holla at you later." Dame Told Macy.
"No doubt." Macy said.
Dame rushed out of the house. If he hadn't he would've knocked Macy.
On his way back to his apartment he thought about Pepper and how after all of this was over he wanted to make her his woman and they could build an empire together.
When he pulled up to his apartment, he didn't see Pepper's hummer parked out front. He rushed inside his apartment and it was empty.
Panic struck him as he pulled out his cellphone to dial her number. It went straight to voicemail.
"Shit!" he yelled aloud.
He calmed himself down. He knew since he had just come from Macy's house that the girls weren't in any danger.
He flopped down on the couch and waited for Pepper to ring his line.
Dame awoke from his sleep at the sound of his cellphone ringing. When Pepper's name appeared on the screen, he quickly answered.
"Baby! What's up where you go?" Dame desperately spoke into the phone.
"Calm down. I'm downstairs." Pepper said.
Dame hung up the phone and raced downstairs to open the door.
When they got up in the apartment Dame wasted no time grilling her.
"Pepper, what did I tell you? Don't leave the house! We're too close to Macy! This is his territory. You can't be going out like that, baby." Dame told her. "I know! But I had to go see Dave and let him know we were off the job But he wasn't there. His house was vacant." Pepper said, sitting on the couch.
Dame sucked his teeth.
Yeah, I know. I told him to leave."
Pepper frowned. "You told him to leave? Why? "
"Because he's getting old and this game ain't for him anymore," Dame said.
Pepper was still confused. "But why would he listen to you? I mean I know y'all are friends but he's clearly older then you and he's the boss."
Dame chuckled. "Because he's my father."
Pepper's mouth fell open. "He's your dad?”
“ So.... " Pepper paused to gather her thoughts.
"So he's your father. Meaning not only are you after Macy for killing your brother, he killed your sister too?"
Dame nodded his head. "Yep."
Pepper put her hands to her mouth with a surprised look on her face.
"Damn."
"Did y'all hear from ya girl yet?" Dame asked to change the subject. He didn't want to think about how Macy murdered his siblings because it angered him to a core.
"Oh, yeah. She did. We're going to see her tomorrow. She said it's not looking good."
Pepper sat and told Dame why police had picked up Mo'esha.
"Damn. That mean shorty done."
Pepper nodded her head and lowered her eyes. "I know."
Tears filled Pepper's eyes. Apart of her felt that everything was her fault. It all started with her wanting to dead Jose and dragging the other girls in with her. Had they just let it go and not wanted to be tough, Mo'esha wouldn't have had to dead Jose. "Don't cry, shorty. I know what you thinking. It's not your fault." Dame rubbed Peppers back.
"Yeah, Pepper. It's not your fault. We all chose to become involved in this life. You didn't make us." China said, hugging her friend.
It was just them left. All they had was each other. And Dame.
China lay on the couch and wrapped herself in a blanket as Pepper and Dame made their way back to Dame's room.
Pepper laid her body on Dame's soft mattress and her body sunk deeply into the thick cotton.
Dame lay next to her, taking her into his arms while she rested her head on his bare chest.
Pepper couldn't take her eyes off of his ripped abdomen and the slight bulge in his basketball shorts. She wanted so badly to pull out his dick and
suck it like she'd seen in porn movies but being inexperienced stopped her.
Dame laughed slightly.
"Don't get yourself into something you can't get yourself out of." He told her, noticing she was looking at his semi erect dick.
Pepper turned red out of embarrassment.
"It's cool, shorty. You're human. You don't have to be afraid of it." Dame kisses Peppers forehead.
She could feel herself getting wet, soaking her panties.
Pepper reached up and kissed Dame's lips passionately. She felt she was ready and if she was ever going to lose her virginity, now was the time. She climbed on top of him as his hands lowered to her perfectly plump ass. Pepper was so hot she just wanted to pull her panties to the side and let him have her.
Pepper could feel his hardness underneath her and it turned her on even more.
“Make love to me Dame." Pepper whispered in between kisses.
Dame wanted to, no doubt. But he just felt it wasn't the time. When that time came, he wanted it to be special. Both be free of worry and not have to worry about someone lurking.
Dame Held Pepper's face in his hands and looked at her in her eyes.
"I want to, baby. But not now. Now isn't the time." He whispered.
He could see disappointment all In her eyes. She nodded her head and fell off of him.
Dame wasn't going to let her fall asleep horny, though. He could definitely make her feel good in other ways. He pushed himself off the bed and placed himself in between her legs, kissing her thighs and her pussy between her underwear.
He could smell her hotness and felt her wetness. He peeled off her underwear and threw them on the floor.
He spread her legs wide and slurped her entire Womanhood inside of his mouth sending chills down Pepper's spine. He was making her body squirm beneath him, feeling things she never thought of feeling.
She had never done anything with a man but the way
Dame was making her feel she kicked herself for waiting so long.
Pepper rocked her hips up and down feeling her orgasm building up inside of her.
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