him as well as one of his own they were dealing with, unknown to the man involved.
“ This is Mook,” LaRon told DeNoah plainly.
DeNoah regarded the man cautiously before finally speaking. Mook calmly returned his greeting and relaxed with the beer he’d walked in with.
“ That’s his boy ‘Dre,” LaRon added as DeNoah spoke to that one as well.
Man this shit is making me jumpy as hell, DeNoah continued to think as they all sat in silence. Mook finally pulled the weed from his pocket and set about rolling himself a fat one. LaRon took it after Mook was finished, lighting it and taking a few deep drags before passing it back to Mook. DeNoah knew they were waiting for Top, but this many men being present wasn’t a good sign. He knew without a doubt someone wasn’t leaving the room alive, and unfortunately his gut told him it was going to be him. You shoulda fuckin’ went with Role’s ass afterall, his mind told him as they finished the first blunt and rolled another one.
*****
Tariq gently brushed the hair from her face as she continued to sleep. They’d sedated her heavily once they found her. KiKi you are still off the damned chain, he thought and smiled to himself. It’d taken three grown men to take her down once they found her at the Family World plaza. Tariq knew if she ever made it to the street she would know exactly where she was. Fortunately they got to her before Ice did rolling up on her as she talked. After LaRon, Mook, and Spider grabbed her, Kaitlyn got down and dirty. She kicked Spider in the nuts, punching LaRon and elbowing Mook trying to run again. Tariq got out and grabbed the payphone receiver still swinging in the air as they finally wrestled Kaitlyn to the ground and gave her the shot knocking her out. He smiled recalling Ice’s voice, and the fear he heard, calling Kaitlyn’s name again and again.
She stirred slightly and Tariq’s thought was broken. They moved her to a new house, this one in an area Kaitlyn wouldn’t know so easily. Tariq leaned down and kissed her lips gently as she sighed softly and turned her head. She’s dreaming, he thought seeing the rapid eye movements behind the closed lids. Tariq needed to check her out thoroughly, but he didn’t need her waking while he was in the room unmasked. He dismissed the thoughts recalling the amount of sedation she’d been given. Tariq knew she wouldn’t wake up for the next 6 or 7 hours. He gently unbuttoned the nightshirt and began looking over her nude body. He found several bruises which made him frown slightly, a couple scratches from the asphalt parking lot, one that he was sure would leave a scar, but all in all, she was fine. Tariq was also at full attention as he looked at her, and touched her soft skin.
Tariq waited a few moments more trying to calm himself before kissing her again. She mumbled something incoherently and turned her head again. I want her so damned much, he thought still looking at her and sighing deeply. Kaitlyn moaned slightly in the drug induced sleep and Tariq saw the single tear trickle out of the corner of her eye. What is she dreaming about, he wondered seeing the tear and assuming the sadness. Tariq pulled the nightshirt together and began buttoning it once more, kissing her neck gently in the process.
“ No,” she breathed softly as another tear came.
“ Tariq,” Kaitlyn said simply before once more lapsing into the depth of her slumber.
He smiled slightly, his question answered about the subject of her dream. I knew you still loved me, he thought rising and heading into the bathroom. Fulfilling his call of nature, Tariq flushed, washed his hands and left the room, stopping as he entered the bedroom once more. She was still sleeping peacefully as he sighed deeply and redirected his train of thought. Now to deal with DeNoah’s ass, Tariq thought acidly, glancing at Kaitlyn a final time before closing and locking the bedroom door.
*****
Ian was still furious as he slung various