Finessers 2

by Lucinda John

  While I was getting ready, I found an unused pack of birth control pill and a prescription for a year worth of pills. Tearing the prescription up, I flushed the pills and finished getting ready for our photos

  Dressed in all white, we were out on the beach enjoying the sun as we took our family pictures. Chad Jr. and I took a couple of photos alone; then I took a few with Cinnamon. When we finished, we decided to stay on the beach and have a picnic. During family time; my phone rang, I looked down at it and saw Chasity’s name flashing across the screen.

  Turning my phone off, I reverted my attention back to my family. Whatever issues she was having would have to wait. I was spending time with the two people who mattered the most to me.

  Chapter 35

  Joe

  “Daddy, are you going to buy me a pink pony?” my daughter Janieva asked.

  “A pink pony?”

  “Yes daddy, so I can ride her in our big field.” I smiled down at my eight-year-old. She was so beautiful; her deep, dark, rich complexion and her hazel eyes were only just a few qualities that she had that took her beauty to the next level.

  “How about a horse?” I asked playing with her long ponytails.

  “A white horse?”

  “Yes.”

  “Yay!!!!!” She jumped off of my lap and ran inside the house. I could hear her calling out to her mother ready to share the good news.

  I sat back in the lounge chair enjoying the nice Georgia whether while huffing on a Newport. Money was real good, and I was grateful for Chasity for putting me on. I owed her my life because if it wasn’t for her, I would have been still scoping out niggas to rob for my cousins and splitting all of my earnings four ways.

  “You’re getting her a horse?” my girlfriend Demonica asked as she wobbled towards me.

  “Yes. I can have her a barn built in all the open land and get her a trainer. I think that’ll be a good look for her.” She just stood there with her arm on her hips while staring at me. “Stop stressing, daddy got it.”

  “Whatever daddy, when are you coming back home?” she asked taking a seat on my lap. I put out the cigarette so that the smell wouldn’t upset her.

  “I’ll only be gone for three days max.”

  “I’m getting closer to my due date, so I would rather you tell your boss to let you work from home, or you can relocate.” Demonica was under the impression that I was still working for A&R Investments.

  Before I started robbing niggas, I was a high paid investor. I handled money for all types of people from high paid kingpins to the mayor. I was really good at what I did, and I brought the company a lot of money.

  After I got a big promotion, people started to talk and wanted to see my credentials and know more of where I got my degrees. The only problem was that I never really graduated college. I was able to create a fake degree and land the job that way.

  The uproar brought a lot of unwanted attention to my boss, so he decided to do an audit. Once the audit was done, I was out of a job due to me not having the proper education. I was facing jail time, but since I brought the company so much money, they decided to drop all charges.

  I was also able to cash out my pension, 401 (k), and stocks, which gave me enough money to support my family. Being that I was the only one working, I was able to cover all of our expenses for two years before money started running out.

  In desperate need of money, I turned to my cousins who were jack boys. I had some street in me because I grew up in the hood, but I wasn’t your ordinary thug. When my wife decided to go back to school, that added more bills to the plate that was too full.

  Joining forces with my cousins, I made good money, but it wasn’t great. We were still able to live a lavish lifestyle, but with restrictions.

  Now that I was making more money than I ever did in my life, I was able to save enough for us to live off of for a few years until I was able to finish up school and start my own investment company.

  Yeah, the money I was getting with Chasity was fast and addicting, but with all the hits that were put out, it wasn’t worth my life.

  “Are you listening to me?” Demonica asked bringing me back to the conversation we were having.

  “Yes, baby I hear you, I promise after the baby is born, I will be home more. I’m even looking into starting my own firm so that I could be my own boss and make my own hours.”

  “That’s all I’m asking for,” she said kissing my lips.

  “How about I take my favorite ladies shopping before I have to head out of town.” I smiled before kissing her on the lips.

  “You don’t have to tell me twice,” she said getting up and wobbling inside the house.

  We went to the mall, and I bought them everything they looked at. I did a lot of baby shopping and bought a few things for myself. Stopping at the animal shelter, I bought my daughter a white horse that she fell in love with.

  I hired a trainer to teach her how to ride the horse and take care of it. I also had someone come out to the field and start the construction work for the stable.

  Sitting at the table like a family, we ate dinner and made small talk. My daughter was so excited to have her own horse that she talked me into convincing her mother to throw her a slumber party. She wanted to show her horse off to all her other rich snobby friends.

  I hated the qualities my daughter was starting to grow up with, but when you grow up with nothing you do your best to make sure that your children had the best of everything.

  Tucking my daughter in for bed, I grabbed my bags and headed over to Chasity’s house. My flight didn’t depart until tomorrow afternoon, but I wanted to go over there and go over our plan.

  Since the hit was put out, none of us has returned to Miami, however Chasity did assure me that it was her they were after and they didn’t have a clue that I had something to do with it.

  Using my key, I opened the door to find her sniffing a line of coke. I really never understood why a pretty girl such as herself did drugs.

  “Hey, Chad…ooops!” she slurred and then laughed.

  “Chasity, what the fuck are you doing?”

  “Oh, shut up. It’s not even that serious,” she said waving me off. “Come try?”

  “Nah, I’m good.”

  “You suck!”

  “I came to discuss business.”

  “There is nothing to discuss, you know what to do so do it! Ohhhh, this my shit,” she said turning up the volume of the radio. Silk’s Freak Me was playing as she started to dance around the house taking her clothes off.

  I couldn’t deny the fact that Chasity was attractive, hell my dick couldn’t deny it either as it stood at attention. Taking another sniff of the coke, she started walking towards me with the mirror in her hand.

  “C’mon try it, it won’t hurt you,” she encouraged, sticking the mirror in my face and handing me the rolled up dollar bill. “Do it.”

  I took the dollar bill from her hand and sniffed the first row. I started coughing violently as my nose began to burn. It felt like I had a brain freeze. My body went numb, and I started to panic.

  “I can’t feel my legs!”

  “Relax.” She licked my neck before sucking on it. The more I relaxed, the better I felt. Picking up the dollar bill, I did another line but this time it felt better than the first. Chasity started to kiss all over my body.

  Grabbing her head, I shoved my tongue in her mouth and groped her ass. She started to grind on me, and I swear I was about to nut on myself.

  Laying on the floor, she opened the vial and made two lines between her legs.

  “Come get it daddy,” she moaned, dipping her finger in the coke, and then rubbing her clit with it. I did both of the lines that were between her legs and sucked the coke off of her clit.

  It was as if I instantly turned into the Incredible Hulk the way my body completely transformed. I had never been so damn horny in my life.

  We did more lines and continued to tease each other until I had enough. I lifted
her off the ground and stood up with her. Using the wall to hold her body up, I unbuckled my pants and pulled out my dick. Lifting her high above my head, I positioned her pussy in my mouth and ate it up in ways I didn’t know you could eat pussy.

  After she came by the tongue for the fifth time, I slid her down on my dick and attempted to fuck her brains out.

  ***

  I was in Miami for a week before Cinnamon agreed to meet up with me. Sitting in the park, I watched the high school boys play football as I waited for her. A few moments later, I saw her walking towards me pushing a stroller with one hand and holding her phone with the other one while talking on it.

  I was about to greet her until she held her hand up telling me to hold that thought. I knew she had to be on the phone with her husband and that he had no idea that she was here meeting with me.

  Sizing her up, I admired the way she looked in the high waist pinstripe pantsuit she was wearing. It looked as if she stepped right out of a business high fashion magazine. I thought back to the first day I actually met Cinnamon, at first, I was genuinely interested in her, but when she gave me no play, I backed off.

  Our second time meeting was all a part of Chasity’s plan, and I couldn’t help but fall for her. The day she disrespected me in front of Chad was the day I lost all respect for her, and that was why I had no problem setting her up.

  “Hey, Joe, how are you?” she finally spoke after saying her ‘I love yous’ to her husband.

  “What’s up, Cinnamon, it’s been a minute.”

  “I know, I’ve just been busy with work and the baby.”

  “Work?” I was shocked that a rich nigga like Chad would allow his wife to work.

  “Yeah, I own my own interior decorating and event planning business,” she beamed.

  “And Chad is ok with it?”

  “He has no choice but to be. I didn’t go to school to become a stay at home mom.”

  “I hear you. Can I see him?”

  “Sure,” she said reaching over, picking up the baby and handing him to me. He was a really cute kid. “What’s in the briefcase?” she asked noticing it on the bench where I was sitting.

  “Just some school work,” I lied. “This is a big baby! What are you feeding him?” I said trying to change the subject.

  “He drinks breast milk and sometimes formula,” she laughed. Sitting on the bench, I began making baby sounds and pinching his chubby cheeks.

  Cinnamon and I sat and talked for well over two hours before she decided it was time to go home. I helped her pack up and carry the baby things to her car. While she was strapping the baby in the car seat, I was putting the stroller in the back of her trunk.

  Looking around to make sure no one was watching, I used my shirt to remove the drugs and money that were stolen from Chad’s trap and planted them in her car as well.

  “It was really nice seeing you,” I said shutting her trunk door.

  “Ditto.”

  “We should do this again sometime.”

  “Most definitely, you have my number. Just hit me up.”

  “I will. Enjoy the rest of your day and drive safe ma,” I said hugging her.

  “Likewise,” she replied, returning my hug.

  I watched her get in the car and drove off before I got in my car and started the ignition. I texted Chasity her license plate number and told her the job was done before driving off and heading to my hotel. My part of the job was now complete, and I was happy that I was finally able to go back home to my family.

  Chapter 36

  Carter

  I was able to get the information on who was hitting our traps, and I had been following this nigga around for a week now. I was waiting for him to lead me to whoever was helping him, but for the past week he’d been chillin solo. Today I decided to follow him and ended up at the park. Wifey called me to argue, but when I saw Cinnamon walking up to the nigga, I banged on his ass.

  I was confused as to why she was hanging with a nigga that was robbing her husband when it finally occurred to me that she could possibly have something to do with it. The more I thought about it, the more it made sense to me. No matter how much we switched shit up, we would still end up getting hit, and that shit was not adding up. Chad said himself it was an inside job and who knows more about you and your business than your wife.

  I was pissed off because I was rooting for them to be together. I really thought that Cinnamon loved my boy, but all along she was just playing the game. I tried to come up with different scenarios in my head as to why Cinnamon was here hugged up with this nigga, and I couldn’t come up with one that had her turning out to be innocent. It wasn’t the first time she was sent to setup Chad, so I really didn’t put anything past her.

  I took pictures of them, and I was also able to record him putting the drugs and money in her car. I wanted to get out of the car and start blasting their ass with my gat, but the baby was with them, and I didn’t know for sure how Chad wanted to handle Cinnamon.

  The fucked up thing about everything was that she allowed my boy to make a fool of himself by asking her to be his wife. If she really had no real intentions on being his wife, why would she take the man’s last name? I was praying that she wasn’t on no foul shit now that she was entitled to half of his money.

  Speeding my car up, I rammed into the back of the car of that fuck nigga. We were near a dead end, so there weren’t any cars there to witness what I was about to do. I sat in my car screwing the tip of the silencer on my gun and waited for him to come towards me.

  “What the fuck are you blind?!” he yelled; pissed off.

  PEW PEW PEW!

  I shot him three times in the legs causing his ass the fall to the ground.

  “Oh, God please don’t kill me, it’s not even that serious,” he cried.

  “When you start fucking with my money then, it becomes very serious,” I said getting out the car and placing a piece of duct tape over his mouth. I could see his eyes widen like a deer caught in a pair of headlights when he realized that he was caught.

  Tying the nigga up, I took my foot and stepped on his bullet wounds until he passed out from the pain. Throwing him in the truck, I text Chad letting him know that I caught a big fish, and to meet me at the chop shop to gut it open.

  Chapter 37

  Cinnamon

  Leaving the park, I decided to run a few errands before going home. I called Chad a few times to see if he had any special request for dinner, but I got no response. My three-month-old baby began to coo and babble, so I made silly faces at him as I pushed the cart through the isle. Heading to the soda aisle, I picked up a bottle of ginger ale. Lately, my stomach had been feeling real queasy.

  After I paid for everything, I put everything in the back seat and made sure that the baby was securely strapped in his car seat. I was playing with his chubby cheeks, pinching them and making him giggle when I felt a wave of nausea hit me.

  I bent over and threw up all the contents that I ingested for the day. Reaching for the ginger ale, I opened it and took a few swings, hoping that it would settle my stomach.

  Sitting in the car, I pulled out my phone and checked my My Days period tracker application. According to Christine Albert, I was seven days late.

  I immediately began to panic; I just had a baby three months ago and I wasn’t ready to go through that again. My career was just starting to take off, and I was building me a nice clientele list.

  “FUCK!” I yelled banging on the steering wheel with my fist. I was mad at myself for not secretly getting a depo shot or an IUD. Now it was a possibility that for the next nine months a baby was going to move into my womb.

  Turning into a plaza, I parked my car, grabbed the baby, and walked inside of the CVS Pharmacy. Locating the pregnancy test, I purchased one of each brand. I grabbed a big bottle of water and paid for my items.

  I called Honey to make sure she was home and told her that I was going to be there in a little bit. So many thoughts were rushing throug
h my head that I didn’t even notice that I ran a red light and that the cops were behind me. Pulling over, I reached for my insurance card, registration, and license as I waited for the cop.

  “I’m so sorry about that officer; I didn’t even see the light,” I said offering him the documents that I knew he was getting ready to ask for.

  “Ma’am, can you please step out of the car?”

  “But why?” I asked looking around and noticing that five more squad cars had pulled up.

  “Ma’am, just do as you were told and get out of the car please.” Confused, I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car. As soon as my feet hit the pavement, I was tackled to the ground like I was a criminal.

  Police officers were ransacking my car going through everything. My baby was crying at the top of his lungs as if he could sense what was going on. I watched as the cop pulled out packages of what looked like dope out of my trunk.

  He pulled out ten bundles and what looked to me as money. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach, and I threw up. All I could think of was going to jail because the cops planted drugs in my car.

  “You little bitch you’re going to jail,” The fat cop spat slapping me across the face. I could feel my lip swell up and taste the blood in my mouth.

  “This has to be a sick joke; that’s not mine,” I cried as they dragged me to the squad car.

  “Call CPS to come pick up this little bastard from the police station,” the fat pig said.

  “No, you have to let me go home, please this isn’t mine!” I cried hysterically.

  “Shut the fuck up. One down; one more to go. All I have to do is get your little husband and throw his ass behind bars. Mmmm my dick is getting hard thinking about it,” he said licking my neck and slamming the door shut.

  The whole ride to the police station was a blur. I was trying to rack my brain to figure out why the cops would want to plant the drugs in my car. I felt myself getting sick again, so I threw up in the back seat of the squad car. The thought of being pregnant and in jail scared me shitless. I just prayed that word would hurry up and get back to Chad, so he could bail me out and make this bad dream go away.