“I want to show you something else,” Muscles leans inside of Sasha’s car and press the AC button then puts on the CD player. A stash box opens with a brand new black baby 9mm handgun. He pressed the same buttons in Nina’s truck and the stash box opens up showing the same kind of 9mm handgun that Sasha had in her car. “I want you two to keep your guns in your purse at all times. If you feel the cops are following you put it in the stash box next to the other one to be safe. I’ll break things down to you soon, but you two are no fools and have an idea of what’s going on.”
‘Beep’ ‘Beep’ ‘Beep’ a car horn went off outside stopping their conversation. Muscles hit a button on the wall making the garage door lift up. A dark blue Lincoln LS was parked in the driveway and Amber hops out of the car.
“Baby I miss you,” she said as she walks seductively to the garage. She had on a black Donna Karen business suit, with the pants fitting her curvaceous body, her hips and thighs were filling the pants just right. The heels from her shoes made a clicking sound as they hit the concrete floor. Muscles open his arms and embrace her, hugging her tight as he grabs her ass squeezing it while kissing her passionately.
“Will you two get a room already,” Nina said playfully.
Muscles and Amber broke their embrace and stood smiling.
“Oh, hi Nina, hi Sasha, how have the two of you been?”
“We’re fine,” they said simultaneously.
“Girl you’re so in love with our brother you didn’t even notice us here,” Sasha said while laughing.
“I can’t help but to love my man with his chocolate self,” Amber replied while smiling and wrapping her arms around Muscles neck.
“Yo I need the three of you to go shopping and hook this place up while I take care of some business. Amber I need you to do our bedroom and help my sisters pick things out for the house. I like the way your place looks and I want you to be comfortable here.”
“I’d love to baby,” Amber said, “And I love this area. It’s easier for me to come from my place, all I had to do was jump on the Cross Bay Blvd. and I’m right here,” Muscles kissed Amber and their tongues danced for a minute.
“Ok I have to go, so y’all do that favor for me and hook this place up right,” Muscles went back in the house and went to his master bedroom and opens the closest. He comes back and hands Nina a Gucci bag. “There’s $60,000 in there, $30,000 is for each of you,” Sasha and Amber’s eyes lit up from seeing all the money in the bag.
Nina was the only one that wasn’t too impressed, after spending a whole night two days ago counting money. There wasn’t too much that did impress her, but the thought of spending 30 grand put a smile on her face.
Muscles kissed Nina and Sasha on the forehead, “I love you two and remember what I said, especially you Sasha,” then he walks over to Amber and squeezed her tight before their tongues danced in each other’s mouths.
“I love you baby.”
“I love you too Muscles, be safe out there daddy,” she said as a single tear rolls down her face.
Muscles used his lips to kiss it away. She didn’t want anything to happen to him, she could have cared less of how much money he had or made, or where he lived. She came from money and left it all behind just to be with him in the name of love. Her girlfriends said she was crazy and had lost her mind. They would never give up their inheritance for any man, ‘but they never had a man like Muscles,’ Amber thought to herself as she watched Muscles pull away in his Yukon Denali.
“We’re taking my new truck,” Nina said with a smile while jiggling her keys. She gets in and Nina hops in the backseat. Amber moves her car out the driveway and parks it on the street. Then she hops in the passenger seat of the purple Range Rover. Nina pulls off.
“Wow this shit is hot!” Sasha said as she turns on the 7’ TV on the headrest and picks up a controller from the floor that goes to the Xbox 360 that was built in the back seat.
“Damn there’s a ride game down here and all, I hope my car is like this, I didn’t even look all around mine yet.”
Their all like this,” Amber said.
“How do you know?” Sasha asks, hoping what Amber said was true.”
“Because I went with your brother yesterday to Hillside Avenue and helped him pick them out.”
“Word and he didn’t get you a car too,” Sasha replied.
“Who said I didn’t get a car. I got the Chrysler 300c painted candy apple red. I pick it up tomorrow they had to build a stash box and my TV’s are being put in as we speak.”
“Damn Muscles is doing it up big,” Sasha replied.
Nina and Amber made eye contact when the truck stopped at a red light. The look they had read, ‘if Sasha only knew.’ They were the only two people in his life that really knew how much money Muscles was making, so they thought, but they had no clue about his Accountant business and stocks and bonds. They knew nothing about all the property he was slowly buying up. Nina drove to the Queens Blvd mall where they brought everything that fits the house just right and added taste to the place. They got a cream couch for the living room, glass coffee tables and a dining room set. They ordered wall to wall carpet and Amber ordered mink fur for the carpet in her and Muscles bedroom. They made sure the carpet was put down before the furniture got there. They brought a 60” flat screen TV for the living room and 52” flat screens for each of the bedrooms. They each picked out everything together but their bedroom sets.
Amber picked a black marble bedroom set with a king size bed with the headboard made out of mirror, ‘Mmmm,’ she moaned to herself as she pictures Muscles fucking her from the back as she looks in the mirror at the same time.
“You’re such a freak,” Nina said while tapping Amber on the shoulder knowing what she was thinking when she picked that bed.
They both bust out laughing. By the end of the day they spent all of the 60 grand. The house looked like something you’d see on M.T.V. Cribs. You would have thought an interior decorator hooked the place up. After they spent the day hooking the house up, they hopped back in Nina’s Range Rover and went out to eat at Red Lobster.
Muscles walks in the house around 3 a.m. and he sees Amber’s car still parked outside so he knew she was still there. He looked around the house and couldn’t believe how extravagant it looked. Everything in the house was full of luxurious things from the carpet to the pictures on the wall. He slowly made his way upstairs to the master bedroom and opens the door.
“Shit.” he whispered under his breath, as he looked around and saw how beautifully decorated it was. Glass mirrors were on the ceiling and headboard. He wondered when she had time to order it all. He checks out the carpet on the floor and swore it was black mink fur. He looks at Amber spread out in the bed sleeping on what looked like silk sheets. He stood there mesmerized by her beauty and the love he felt for her. He snaps out of the trance he was in and slowly gets undressed then hops in the bed without waking her. He gently places kisses on her forehead then her neck and then her lips.
“Mmmm,” she moaned in her sleep as she opens her eyes and their lips locked, “Mmmm, hi baby,” Amber said in between kisses then laid on his chest and listens to his heartbeat as a woman in love could only do.
“Amber at times I wonder how I end up in this position in my life, this isn’t what I wanted,” Muscles said closing his eyes to collect his thoughts while wrapping his arms around her pulling her body even closer.
“Baby, why don’t you just stop now? You have more than enough money, I could start my own firm and we can be partners and leave all this behind us,” Amber said in a trembling voice, she was scared to lose him.
Muscles took a deep breath, “Baby I want to stop and I will soon, but I need to make sure my sisters are ok for life. I’m not doing this for me. I’m doing it for my sisters and you for the family we will start one day.”
“But baby, you’re going at it the wrong way,” Amber replied. “And what do you mean the family we will start one day?” She lifts
her head up from his chest with a smile on her face loving the thought of one day being his wife and having his babies. To her there wasn’t a man better than him. He was strong mentally and physically and very intelligent, book smart and street smart. Not to mention the sex was off the wall and she knew there was nothing he wouldn’t do for his family but fail. He had proven that by his devotion to his sisters already.
“Amber I love you and can’t live without you. I want to spend my life with you. Will you marry me?”
Just then he opens the palm of his hand to reveal a platinum blue diamond studded engagement ring. Tears flow down her face as she replays the words over and over in her head. She didn’t even look at the ring. “Yes! Yes Muscles I’ll marry you,” She kisses him in a deep and passionate way as tears continue to flow down her face,
Muscles gently placed the ring on her finger. He slowly removes her pink bra and panties and climbs on top of her entering her slowly. That night they didn’t fuck, they made love. Each stroke, kiss and moment was tender and loving. Their bodies now felt the love their soul shared making them one.
Chapter 14
Two months went by and business was going good for Muscles and his team. They were pulling in more than $350,000 every two weeks from the sales in the Redfern Projects and the same from the Homicide team. They had some spots in Brooklyn on lock, pulling in 50 grand a week and Luscious and her girls in the strip club were pulling in 65 grand a week. Bones, his cousin Cory and the young thugs ran a spot on 150th between 135th street and Sutphin Blvd, pulling around the same amount. They were making more money than any of them had ever seen in their lives.
Muscles kept them from flossing to hard and had them all on a stack their money for a rainy day type shit. They all had new cars and new places to live through Muscles connect so it wouldn’t cause any attention when they paid for things in cash, but that’s as far as spending money they went. He didn’t want them to stick out like a sore thumb. They still had too much to do and little time to do it. All of the weed would be gone soon and Muscles noticed the Purple Haze sold quicker than the other weed.
They all already sold 300 pounds of Purple Haze at five thousand a pound. They made 1.5 million and still had 50 pounds left. He always knew the Junkyard Crew was getting millions, but to be getting it himself was crazy. Who knew you could make so much money selling weed. ‘The Shottas did,’ he thought to himself.
Pistol was furious, Bulltec and his crew still had no clue on who robbed their spots and no one knew where his cousin Dwayne was. Pistol had his soldiers keep an eye open on the Redfern Projects. They were moving a lot of weed now more than the normal. They were selling weed before his spot got robbed and they weren’t running around flossing like they had big money like they came up from a jux. One thing Pistol knew all too well was that money will burn a whole in a man’s pocket and he can’t wait to spend it. So sooner or later someone will slip up and show off. ‘That’s when mi will strike,’ he thought to himself as he lay naked in bed with the young beautiful girl sleeping naked next to him.
The F.B.I. special tactical assault team was assigned to watch the Junkyard Crew and find the team that was killing them off. F.B.I. Agent Frank was in charge of the team. The Feds were involved, because they knew the Junkyard Crew was making millions of untaxed money and was trafficking weed, but couldn’t prove it. They still didn’t know who Pistol was or what he looked like, they just had the name. They tried to tap the cell phones and landlines, but it seemed drug dealers got smarter and used prepaid phones only for two weeks before switching the phone chip up before the Feds could get the information they needed or a tap on the phone. Agent Frank knew he had to move fast. His boss was pissed that he kept showing up empty handed.
‘I won’t give up until I bust the Junkyard Crew and whatever team out there is running around killing them. I will move to a higher rank, I need this bust to make Special Agent,’ Frank thought to himself as he sat in a van across the street from a warehouse and a car junkyard. He watched with his high Tec binoculars for any sight of movement and criminal activity, but there was none.
Chapter 15
“Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh!
Muscles watch as Dwayne screams in agony as Homicide repeatedly punch him in the face. Muscles knew this time they will get him to talk. For two months he and Homicide had been torturing Dwayne by beating him, breaking his fingers and rib cage even starving him, but yet he still wouldn’t talk. He wouldn’t give up any information on Pistol or his business. He just sat there waiting for death, but Muscles had a better idea than death, a very slow and painful death. He once watched a show on the Discovery channel on crabs. The show was based on how they’re scavengers and would feed on anything at the bottom of the ocean. They would eat dead or decaying matter and anything that’s wounded and couldn’t protect themselves or each other.
Muscles brought a large clear pool and filled it up with water which fit perfectly in the basement. He spent $4,000 to buy live crabs. He brought blue crabs; some snow crabs and stone crabs, then dropped them all in the pool. Muscles and Homicide tied chains around Dwayne’s body then added heavy weights to it. They lift Dwayne up and dumped him in the pool. The pool wasn’t too tall so Dwayne was able to stand up, but he water came up to his neck. He wiggled around and around, but couldn’t move. He noticed the crabs all around him and piling on top of each other and clawing at him. He starts to feel pinching on his body.
“Oh shit! Ahhhh!” he yelled then starts to bleed turning parts of the water red and that’s when it got worse.
The crabs start pinching and pulling pieces of his flesh and eating it. There were so many of them they fought to get to his chest, arms, back, legs and feet.
“Ahhhh! Ahhhh!” Dwayne screamed and cried as the crabs rip pieces of his flesh and meat away, “Ahhhh! Ahhhh!” he wiggles his body then his toes trying to get them off, ‘Snap,’ “Ahhhh!” he yells louder when he realizes one of the crabs snapped off his pinky toe and was now chewing on it like it was a snack, “Ahhhh! Ahhhh!” he screamed and cried while they surround and ate on his naked body. He could feel some of them working their way inside his boxers, “Shit, shit! Mi tells yuh wah yuh want to know, just pull mi outta here please, please mon”, he said while crying and holding in his scream.
Muscles and Homicide looked at one another. They had almost forgotten what they were doing to get him to talk. They were too busy watching the crabs eat away at him like it was a show. They never saw any shit like that before. Muscles had doubt that they really would eat on him at first, but watching the crabs eat in a feeding frenzy was crazy, “Talk now then we will pull you out.”
“Please mon pull mi out. Rude bwoy they are a guh nyam mi dick!” Dwayne screamed.
Homicide and Muscles bust out laughing and with long rubber black gloves that came up to their elbows they pulled him out.
“Damn!” Muscles yelled as he looks at Dwayne’s body on the floor.
There were crabs stuck to his body that refused to let go of their meal. They had a good grip on his body. There were chunks and chunks of flesh missing all over his body. The crabs had eaten through his skin and were working on the meat inside of him.
Homicide kicked the crabs from Dwayne’s body and watched them crawl away walking sideways.
“Damn they ate parts of his toes,” Homicide said pointing to Dwayne’s feet.
Muscles looked down and noticed two toes were gone on one foot and three on the next one, “Are you ready to talk?” Muscles asked looking down at Dwayne’s eyes as he squirms in pain.
“Yah rude bwoy, but please get dis one enna mi boxers.”
Muscles pulls down Dwayne’s boxers to see two large stone crabs fighting each other, one had a grip on the other and the next one had a grip on Dwayne’s balls.
“Ahhhh! Mon it has mi balls, please stop dem!”
Muscles swiftly use the back of his hand to knock the crabs off, but one took a piece of flesh from Dwayne balls causing it to bleed.
“Ahhhh! Mi balls, mi balls!”
“Shut the fuck up before we put your ass back in there!” Homicide yelled enjoying the sight of Dwayne in pain, “Now tell me what I need to know,” Muscles said in an intimidating tone.
Dwayne shakes his head and knew what he was about to do was wrong, but he had to betray his brethren if he wants a quick death. He knew living wasn’t even an option anymore. He knew these men were going to kill him but how, fast or slow. After he tells them what he knows he’ll be a walking dead man, if they did let him go. If Pistol found out he talked he would come gunning for him.
“Mi tells yuh everything,” Dwayne talked for an hour straight, telling them how Pistol grows the chocolate weed in a secret warehouse that only a few people knew of. He lets them know that there are 15 men and women altogether that live in the warehouse, there job is to help grow the weed and protect it. He told them that Pistol has a tractor-trailer that brings two hundred thousand pounds of purple haze coming from Mexico to Queens every three months. He spreads the weed through the five boroughs along with Philly and New Jersey, making millions. He lets them know that Pistol keeps some of his millions in a Lefrak City complex. He ships the money back to Jamaica every two months in barrels full of canned food.
“If you’re telling the truth that means two days from now the tractor trailer full of haze will be here and he’ll be ready to ship that money out soon and start stacking some more money to be sent out. Is there anything else you’re not telling me?”
Dwayne went on talking, telling them the highway that the tractor trailer will be on and how it looks, and what apartments in Lefrak City hold the money.
“If you’re lying and holding something back I’ll put your ass back in there with those crabs!”
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