B-Careful by Shannon Holmes

Author:Shannon Holmes [Holmes, Shannon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kingston Imperial

Tone crept through the dark alley, gun drawn. In the near distance he heard a loud voice, which he identified as belonging to Sykes. He knew the sound of his loud mouth ass anywhere. Using an acute sense of hearing, Tone followed the sounds a few yards to a nearby row house. There a light from the kitchen window illuminated through the darkness. Tone cautiously approached. Carefully, he walked through a beat-up metal fence. Quietly, he approached the window. Tone walked gently on the ground, careful to avoid any sticks, glass or bottles, anything that would make noise. After accomplishing that feat, he settled into the shadows.

When Tone was close enough to sneak a peek inside, he carefully raised his head until his eyes were clear of the windowsill.

From his vantage point, he could barely see inside. A thick film of grease and dirt covered the windowpane of the scarcely furnished kitchen. Everything was blurry. He couldn’t see much in terms of facial recognition. What he did see were two men standing next to each other, in stark physical contrast of one another. One was fat, with a big belly, which Tone knew to be Sykes. The other person was skinny and frail in appearance. This person’s identity was unknown to him.

Tone continued to look in the window with great interest, waiting for the precise moment to strike. He had shadowed Sykes from the time he was released from jail to the house where he went to cop his dope, to this house, where he was about to shoot his dope. It was safe to say that Tone didn’t come this far to stop right here. If need be, he’d shoot or kill the other person too. As far as Tone was concerned, the man was in the way. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

“C’mon yo. Gimme a lil sumthin’,” the man pleaded with Sykes. “I’m lettin’ you shoot up in my house. This late at night man, I usually don’t even open the door. I only did it cause it’s you.”

“Damn, I hate a whinin’ ass nigga, yo,” Sykes snapped. “That’s all you do.”

Now the man was having second thoughts about letting Sykes into his home. Sykes was trouble. He was known for not giving anyone a fair shake, especially when it came to sharing dope. With Sykes, the man felt he was damned if he did and damned if he didn’t. Had he not opened the door for Sykes, tomorrow, the next day or whenever they saw each other again, Sykes would lay hands on him, humiliating the man wherever he saw him.

“Huh!” Sykes exclaimed, throwing a bag of dope on the kitchen table. “You and yo bitch better be happy wit’ that, cause that’s all the fuck you gettin’ from me, yo.”

Hurriedly the man snatched the bag of dope up off the table before Sykes could change his mind and take it back. He gripped the bag in the palm of his hand as if his life depended on it.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.