"Give me a hundred racks," Sin said.
Simina went to the safe and took ten $10,000 stacks out, and put them in one of the back packs that were on the floor.
"How much more you have to do?" he asked.
"I only have to put rubber bands on the money, then I'm done."
"Let's do it. Then we can leave together."
They bound the money then Sin locked it in the safe.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Simina asked.
"Nothing, baby," Sin said as they locked the apartment up. When they got to the garage Sin handed Simina the keys, and she knew something was wrong because he never let her drive his Benz, in the rain at that.
"Go down the hill to 7-Eleven," he said. Simina hit the button on the key ring and they got in. Simina skillfully navigated the car to 7-Eleven. Sin had taught her how to drive without Malika's knowledge before he went to jail.
Sin saw Anita parked at the curb in front of 7-Eleven when Simina stopped at the stop sign. He had her pull into the parking lot.
"Go in and get me a soda," he said to his daughter. They got out and Sin went and got into Anita's Denali. He leaned over and kissed her. Anita saw how stressed Sin was.
"Baby, if you want me to, I'll do that hot muthafucka," she said.
This made Sin smile. "Nah, don't worry about it," he said and gave her the backpack. "This is because you're by far one the realest people I ever met, but don't look in it until I pull off."
Anita saw Simina come out the store. Some dude was trying to get at her. "Your girl's popular," she said and nodded towards Simina.
"Girl? That's my daughter!"
"Damn, she looks grown!" Anita said.
"Anita, can I get some more of that good stuff?" Sin asked as he rubbed between her legs.
"Ain't you married?" she asked.
"Yeah, and? Man, a muthafucka can't knock me for trying to get some more of the best pussy I've ever had," he said as he rubbed her crotch.
"I'm not going to do your wife like that," she said and removed his hand.
"I need to run, baby," he said and leaned over to kiss her. To his surprise Anita turned her head towards him and their lips met, and she slipped her tongue into his mouth.
"You might be able to come eat the best pussy you ever had, and I might think about letting you beat it up again," she said.
"Aight, I'll be at you," he said and got out.
Sin stepped to the dude that was trying to talk to his daughter.
"Daddy, before you get mad at me, I told him how old I am," Simina said.
"Homie you got three seconds to be out of my sight," Sin said and lifted the front of his shirt revealing the Glock .40. The dude took off.
"Go to the club, baby," he said.
As Sin and Simina pulled out the parking lot, Anita unzipped the backpack and saw all the money, and quickly zipped it back up while looking to make sure no one was spying on her. She went home and dumped the money out and counted it. When she got to the total she screamed and jumped up and down. She picked up her phone and called Sin as she stripped so she could roll around naked on the money.
At the club Sin was listening to what his folks was saying when his phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and saw Anita's number. He put his finger up, silencing Sha who was now talking.
"What up?" he asked.
"Sin, I love you, baby! You can come get this pussy right now! Hell you can come get this ass and head too!" she said excitedly.
"I'm glad you're in a better mental than you were earlier. I'm taking care of something right now. I'll holla at you later," he said and hung up.
"Look, cuzzo. That nigga gotta dee-zy (die). He done even put Mario's name in it. Mario ain't even in the Circle," Sha said.
"Straight up, Sin. I know dude was your lil' mans at one time, but he gotta catch it, Sun," Hasahn said. Everybody looked at him like he was crazy.
"Sun? Nigga, you be around them East Coast niggas so much, you starting to talk like 'em," Tayshaun said. He then looked at Sin. "Sin, if you can't kill that nigga, I'll do it, but one way or another, dude gots to go."
The High Council voted and that was that. Terell would be killed.
"I'll do it," Sin said as he stood. Everyone else stood too and they all filed out the office.
Kira was coming out of her office as they waited for the elevator. She walked right up to Shaqui and kissed him. "I'll see you tonight, big daddy," she said and switched over to the video room.
They got on the elevator, and as soon as the doors closed Sin was on Sha. "Nigga, is the pussy cool?" he asked.
"It was bomb, but her head is super bomb. You see them big pretty lips? She knows how to use them," he said.
Sin and Simina went home. Sin called everyone in his crew and told them Terell wasn't allowed to get any dope. At 9:00 Sin and Malika got in bed. Sin told Malika the story.
"Well, you know what you gotta do. That punk is putting us and our family at risk. If you don't kill him, I will. I am not having you going to jail and being away from me again. Fuck that nigga!" Malika said.
Three months ended up going by and Sin put off serving Terell as long as he could. The rest of the Circle was getting impatient.
Tariq, his wife, Ayanna, and Tayshaun and his girl, Tyisha were all in Lake Tahoe at Black Ski Week when the opportunity presented itself. Tayshaun and Tyisha had an argument and he left the cabin they were staying in to cool off. While walking through the snow to the store, which was across the road, he saw Terell pull into the parking lot.
Tayshaun approached the Expedition that Terell was in as he was getting out. "What's up, cuzzo?" he asked greeting Terell.
"'Tay, what's up, my nigga?" Terell said and hugged him.
"Man, my bitch trippin'. I had to bounce for a minute. Where the hoes at?" Tayshaun asked.
"Nigga, I got four bitches at the motel room freaking, and all them hoes off E (ecstasy). You with me or what?" Terell asked.
"For sure, nigga," Tayshaun replied.
"Aight, let me slide in here and get some drank and rubbers," Terell said and tossed Tayshaun the keys.
As Terell walked in the store, he wondered what happened to Tayshaun. Tayshaun was a fly ass dude back in the late '80s, early '90s, getting some real money with Sin and them. Then something happened and he just stopped. He and his girl, Ty lived in some Housing Authority apartments, and he was broke. If it weren't for his hustling ass woman who was boosting clothes out the stores, he would be a bum ass nigga.
Sin and Sha used to talk about how Tayshaun puts work in when he's needed. Terell thought that was highly unlikely. This assessment came from Tayshaun's pretty boy looks. That's where everyone got it twisted. Tayshaun might have had more bodies than anyone in the Circle, except for Scatter and Sha.
Terell came back out and saw Tayshaun sitting in the passenger seat. He slid into the truck and started it.
"Tee, you know you violated the code," Tayshaun said. By the time Terell's mind registered what was going on, and he was reaching for his gun, Tayshaun had a grip on his head, exposing his neck. Tayshaun put his knife on Terell's jugular and sliced quickly.
Tayshaun slid out of the truck when Terell stopped moving. He went back to the cabin and told Tyisha to pack because they were leaving.
He then called Tariq. "Nigga, I just saw Terell's hot ass," he said.
"I'm at that fool. Where he at?" Tariq asked.
"It's too late. I'm on my way to the house. Come by my house and pick your Range up when you get back to The Town," Tayshaun said and hung up.
'Tay pulled his two-way out and sent a message to the Circle's High Council. It read:
"The crack in the Circle has been repaired.
Breathe easy."
The messenger's screen name was, "Taysheezy".
When Sin got the message, he was at home, with Malika on top of him riding. He looked up at her and smiled. She took the two-way and read the message and looked at him confused.
"Terell's no more," he
said as he sat up and grabbed Malika's butt and moved her faster.
"He should have been no more, baby!" she kissed him.
When Sin got up the next morning, he looked outside and saw that it was raining hard. He showered and threw on boxers, blue Pelle Pelle jeans, a red Pelle Pelle T-shirt, some tan Tims, and a tan and blue leather Pelle Pelle jacket. He went downstairs, got his keys, went outside and got in his 600 and left.
When Sin pulled up at the apartment, he did his normal recon of the area, then pulled in. Once inside the apartment he went and cracked his safe. He looked at all the money and smiled. His phone rang, and he answered. "Hello?"
"Let's take a trip to N.C.," Mario said.
"When?"
"Our plane leaves when we get to the airport. We flying private so be suited and booted."
"Aight, pimp shoe. I'll call you when I'm ready," Sin said and hung up.
He snatched two million dollars out. It was time for him to move his money around. If he got knocked in his apartment they would get it all. He put the money in a duffel bag and left. When he got home, he saw that Malika was back. When he got in the house she was upstairs packing a bag for him.
"You ain't going?" he asked
"No. Somebody has to be here to pick Quesha up later," she said.
"I ain't staying out there long. I don't know why, but I can't stay away from your ass," Sin said as he walked up behind her and put his arms around her. Malika gave him a knowing smile. Sin looked at her. "Don't let me find out you put some voodoo on me," he said.
"Just don't go in the back yard. You might find a few pairs of your drawers I buried," she said.
"Yeah, whatever. You been feeling better in the mornings?" Sin asked.
"Yeah, I've been a little better. I still get a little queasy. What about you?" she asked as she pulled out the blue Ralph Lauren suit.
"I only feel fucked up when I first get up. Shit, it's better than when I was waking up being sick for the first five months of your pregnancy. I think I had more of your morning sickness than you did," Sin said as he sat on the bed and pulled Malika between his legs. He lifted her shirt and laid his head against her eight-month pregnant stomach. Just like always, the baby kicked.
"We only have four weeks left and you'll have your junior," she said.
"You going to let me put another one in there?"
"Yeah, but I want to wait until SJ (Simian Jr.) is at least two."
Sin unbuttoned Malika's shirt and looked at her bra-bound titties. "Damn, they got hella bigger!" he said as he rubbed them.
"They went up to double D's. After S.J. is born, they'll be back to normal," she said.
"We will have to get you some implants then. I like them like this," he said.
"I ain't about to go get no implants!" she said as she stepped away from him. She grabbed the white button-up, the black belt, the black Feragamo shoes and Sin's blue Ralph Lauren overcoat.
"Go ahead and get dressed," she said as she opened the duffel bag he brought in. She saw the money, took it out and packed it in his suitcase.
Sin took off his jewels and Malika packed them. She grabbed his Movado, the platinum wedding ring with the three one carat stones that she had bought him, the Ralph Lauren clear lenses, and the platinum link bracelet.
Sin got dressed then looked at himself in the mirror and nodded. Malika packed his laptop in his black gator briefcase and he was set. She buttoned up her shirt and grabbed her keys and went downstairs
Sin pulled his phone out and called Shaunté.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Lil' mama, throw on one of those business suits and pack a bag. We going to Carolina."
"When?"
"It's 10:30 now. Be at North Field at twelve."
"North Field? We flying on a private jet?" she asked.
"Yeah, now hurry up," he said and hung up.
Sin went downstairs and got in the 600 with Malika, and they left. When they got to North Field at the Oakland Airport, Sin saw Mario outside in his Range Rover.
"Be careful, baby, and come home when you finish whatever ya'll going out there to do," Malika said and leaned over and kissed him.
"I love you, baby," he said.
"I know, and you know I love you too," she said and kissed him again.
Sin got out of the car, got his stuff, and went and got in the Range Rover. There were two women in the back that Sin recognized as Gayle and Carla. They were both dressed in business suits and both of them were fine as hell. Mario was fucking Carla and Sin tried to fuck Gayle, but she wasn't having it. She told him guys had dogged her out all her life, and she was trying lesbianism.
Carla was like 5'3". She was dark-skinned, had slanted pretty brown eyes, and medium length black hair, and a sexy body.
Gayle was cocoa-brown, had pretty brown doe-like eyes, and short brown texturized curly hair. She had lips like the girl that played Ronnie in Player's Club. Her body was unbelievably stacked. Girl was playing with something sweet. Her titties were average, tiny waist, wide inviting hips, big legs, small feet, and a big ass. She was in a gray business skirt suit and black heels. Carla was wearing a black suit.
"Shaunté's going with us. She should be here in about thirty minutes," Sin said to Mario.
"Who's Shaunté?" Gayle asked.
"My baby's mama," Sin said.
Carla and Gayle both started laughing, then Gayle got serious. "You got some bad timing, playa. I was going to go ahead and break down and give you some," she said.
"Baby, I ain't got no time for games. If you wanted to fuck me you should have been done it," Sin said angrily.
They pulled into the hanger where the G5 jet was sitting. They all got out of the truck. The pilot came down the stairs and helped them take their bags up. Sin liked the jet. There was a nice sized room and a bathroom complete with shower at the rear of the plane. There was also another main bathroom. There were beige leather sofas and six reclining Lay-Z-Boys that all become one bed when let down. There was a bar, a flat screen TV, and a lot of other audio visual stuff.
Shaunté called at 11:50 and said she was at the gate. Sin took the Range Rover and went out to meet her. He had her follow him to the parking area.
When Shaunté got out of her Range Rover Sin's mouth dropped. She was wearing a blue Chanel skirt suit that was short and sexy, white monogrammed Chanel stockings, and blue Chanel heels.
"God damn, baby!" he said as he got out of Mario's truck.
She walked up to him and kissed him on the lips. "You look handsome, baby," she said. They got a ride back to the jet.
The call came from the pilot notifying them of takeoff. Sin sat across from Shaunté and Gayle. Mario sat across the isle with Carla. Once they were airborne, Mario and Carla retreated to the stateroom.
Malika had just put the last of the dinner dishes in the dishwasher when she heard something, a noise in the front room. She walked out of the kitchen, and sure enough she heard somebody messing with the locks. She ran into the family room where Davy was. "Somebody's trying to get in the house!" she whispered.
"Come on," he said and led her to the living room and up the stairs. Malika went into Simina and Quesha's room and made them get in the closet. She then went and got her registered Glock .40 out of her nightstand, put the clip in it, and cocked it. She grabbed her extra clip and met Davy in the hallway.
"Malika, go back in there with the girls. I got this," Davy said as he cocked his 9. They heard the door as it squeaked open. Malika heard footsteps, then they saw two guys. She took a deep breath and said a quick prayer.
When they heard the bottom stair squeak, they knew it was now or never. Malika stepped around the wall surprising the dude on the stairs. He never got to say a word. Malika held her Glock .40 with two hands the way Sin taught her, and pulled the trigger twice, hitting the guy in the chest and knocking him down the stairs. The other guy came running out of the kitchen shooting up the stairs. Malika ducked back behind the wall just before the slugs hit wh
ere she had been standing.
Davy stepped out and started getting off at the other guy as he tried to help his friend who was now on his feet. The guy Malika shot raised his Desert Eagle and started shooting. The slugs knocked huge chunks out of the wall.
Malika pointed her gun around the corner and let five slugs off down the stairs. Davy stood and let five off at the dudes as they tried to get to the door. He ended up hitting the dude Malika shot, in the back and leg. "Aaahhh, I'm hit!" he screamed out. His man raised his gun and popped off a few more shots as he pulled his friend out. "Light it up!" he screamed.
Malika and Davy heard the fully automatic machine guns going off. They both fell to the floor as bullets whizzed passed their heads. The two dudes standing outside with the AK-47s chewed the walls and windows up, upstairs and downstairs.
Malika wasn't scared at all. Her kids were in the house, and whoever did this was going to die! This shit just got real! she thought as she met Davy's eye and smiled.
Davy frowned at her. This shit ain't funny! Malika must be in shock, he thought as the shooting stopped. They heard sirens coming near, and heard two car doors slam and somebody hit the gas, leaving rubber.
Malika went straight into effect mode. She ran in the girls' room and saw that it was wrecked. There were bullet holes in the windows, walls, and... closet door. She yanked open the door and didn't see anyone. "Pumpkin!" she screamed out.
Quesha and Simina came running out of the bathroom and right to Malika.
"You two okay?" Malika asked with tears in her eyes.
"Yes, Mama," Simina said.
Malika put a pair of Simina's shoes on, ran into her bedroom, got the other two guns, then grabbed Davy's gun from him. "You got anything in here?" she asked.
Davy ran in his room and got ten gees. Malika ran to the garage and put the stuff in her 500.
Just as she was coming up the stairs the police came screeching up. When they ran in with their guns drawn, they ordered Malika to drop her gun. She complied and told them that she was coming out of the kitchen and heard someone messing with the door. She went and got her gun because the first thing on her mind was protecting her children. When she confronted the two dudes from the top of the stairs, they started shooting. She said she shot back and that's when the dudes ran out and the machine gun fire started. She explained that she owned a very profitable club in Oakland and they may have been trying to rob her. She also showed them her gun permit.
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