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pants rubbing against her pussy. She remembered how much fun she had with Phareed the last time. I’m gonna fuck this nigga good and become his main bitch, she thought.
    â€œLet’s go somewhere more private,” she said.
    â€œYou read my mind.” Phareed grabbed her and pulled her to his office. His boy Jumbo was standing at the door.
    â€œNo one comes in here,” Phareed said to Jumbo.
    â€œA’ight.” The 300-pound monster took his position as gatekeeper.
    Phareed and Isis walked into the office ready to get their freak, but were surprised when they saw Stone sitting behind Phareed’s desk.
    Stone was Phareed’s right-hand man. Phareed had the street smarts and the tactical shit on lock, but Stone was straight-up business. He was the numbers nigga. The man was a genius at laundering money.
    â€œYo.” Phareed stopped in his tracks.
    â€œYo. Just got off the phone wit’ my man.”
    â€œA’ight. Now bounce. I need this joint for a minute.” Phareed motioned to the door with his head.
    â€œNah. I think we need to speak for a minute first.”
    â€œThat shit can wait.” Phareed brushed him off.
    â€œNah, real talk. You should hear this.”
    Phareed sighed. “Shit. A’ight.” He turned to Isis. “Wait outside.”
    She turned and walked out without saying a word. Isis was disappointed, but she wasn’t going to let it show. She was angling to be his bitch and didn’t want to seem whiny. If she had to, she would wait all night.
    â€œHit me. What’s up?” Phareed said after Isis closed the door.
    â€œMy man just told me that Ramon was murked last night.”
    â€œWho?” Phareed asked.
    â€œThat Spanish nigga from around the way. He did a bid for you up in Frackville.”
    â€œYeah, so what? That nigga is nothin’ to me. Some low-level earner.”
    â€œI know, but this nigga just got out the pen and someone did him. That shit is happening with frequency. One of our workers gets out of lockup and next thing you know . . . Pow, that nigga dead.”
    Phareed thought about this for a second. “You think someone tryin’a send a message?”
    â€œFor sure. I think someone is coming after your ass. This shit is too coincidental.”
    â€œWord.” Phareed shook his head as he thought about who might be making a move on him.
    â€œAnd get this shit: they chopped his dick off. That’s some message-sending shit if I ever heard it.”
    â€œDamn. You ain’t lie.” Phareed subconsciously grabbed at his own dick. The second he touched himself, he remembered why he was in the office in the first place. “I don’t need to be thinkin’ about this right now. I got some pussy to pound. Fuck. Put word out on the street and find out what sick fuck is doing all this killin’.”
    â€œOne more thing,” Stone said. “My man said that the cops are thinking it might be you ordering the hits. They might start puttin’ more heat on us.” 99
    â€œFuck them. Dumb muthafuckin’ five-oh. Just find out who’s doin’ this shit and bring them to me.”
    â€œA’ight.” Stone walked out.
    As Stone opened the door, Phareed yelled, “Isis, get your ass in here and suck my dick.”
    She appeared instantly, prepared to please her man.

Chapter 6
    Billie arrived at her office the next morning a little sore between her legs. It was a nice little reminder of her night with Walter.
    She sat at her desk and began the process of sifting through files. After several hours of research her eyes were watered and blurry from looking at her computer. She hadn’t found anything that could even remotely start a case. She was frustrated to say the least. Using the law to punish criminals was tedious and useless. Billie was having trouble even faking that she enjoyed the work, that she took any satisfaction in it. There was only one way that