*Looking out over the city, thinking back over the last two weeks* It's strange to be in the city. Hadn't planned on ever coming back. Have a nice little business going in Detroit. After Tiki's conviction. I needed to distance myself from him and his sloppy work. He may be my brother but he's never been the brightness bulb in the pack. But enough of the past. Even though it's someone from my past that brought me to the city again.*
I got a call from Barbara Barton........Seems she had kept track of me. She wanted me to take out someone. At the time I didn't have a clue who but her directions were pretty much to the point.
<i>"Fly into JFK on Saturday........ go to the rental lockers in the American Airlines section..... locker 301 has a combo lock on it..... 6 right.... 9 left... 6 right..... In there you'll find half of the money.... and a photo of the man I want rid of and instructions in an envelope..... I need this done ASAP when he goes to get his car in the parking garage...... then you get the other ten delivered in a plain brown wrapper back in Detroit......... got it?"
He laughed, asking if he might get a little of what I gave him a few years ago as a bonus.
I told him maybe, but that had nothing to do with this little transaction. I told him I'd be watching the news to make sure he succeeds. He simply said I should consider it done and hung up.</i>
I'm good at following clients directions. But here's the screwy part. The man I was to take out was her husband and he was shot and killed while I was still in the air. Barbara and I still met up. I wanted to know if she hired someone else to do the job. She to make sure it actually wasn't' her doing. Once that was sorted out. I told her I would go back to Detroit. The lady still knows how to move it in the sheets *grins* So I did get something out of the whole deal.
Waking up the next day. I decided seeing Barb thought I was leaving to go visit the old neighborhood. I down in Queens hanging with some of the guys Tiki and I used to run with in a pool hall. As I was getting ready to leave. I ran into Rafe'ella Micheals I hadn't seen her in years. Talk about one hot lady. We talked for a bit. But not long. Made plans for taking her to dinner on sunday.
Rafe and I ended up meeting on Monday night as me and the boys ended up getting lost *L* We went to the Four Seasons for dinner. Just after we ordered, who should walk in but Barbara. She was talking to another woman at the bar. Being the bastard I am. I went up to her and acted like I didn't even know her. Talk about steamed. Her friend Lindsay went to talk to Rafe. Barbara had the nerve to be pissed at me for still being in town and ordered me to go back to Detroit. That was not a wise move on her part.
I set my boys to finding out who she was seeing and where they tended to go. The cops are leaning on her and her boytoy hard *smirks* I'm about to make her life interesting. I bought a stolen rifle with a silencer that broke apart easily. On Monday night I made my way to the park. Knew that Carl would need to talk to Barb and the Four Seasons would be to crowded with to many around that knew them. He took her to the park. From a stand of trees behind the fountain I watch them walk towards me. Getting Carl in my sights, I winged him in the right shoulder. Leaving before the cops got there taking the empty shell with me. I went to the Four Seasons, ordered a drink. Left a fifty dollar tip for the bartender, knowing it would make her remember me. Left the rest of the hundred on a tab for Barb.
To cap the night off I caught a cab to Barb's place. Left a note for her "
<i>Barb, this time I winged the man in your life the next time. I won't be so careful and I promise I won't be. Lady you may run everyone else in your life but you don't run me. Calling me soon would be in your best interests.... I didn't sign it. Will see how long it takes for her to contact me.
