Charm City by Mason Dixon

Author:Mason Dixon [Dixon, Mason]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781626391819
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2016-05-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Raq tugged the hood of her sweatshirt over her head as she watched the black town car pull away from the curb. Bathsheba had just climbed in the backseat and was now being driven to New York, a trip they had planned to take together until Ice’s paranoia got in the way.

Raq didn’t relish what she had been asked to do, but Ice was counting on her. As much as she wanted to, there was no way she could say no. She needed to force her way into Bathsheba’s apartment, take a look around, and report what she found ASAP so Ice could realize what she already knew: that Bathsheba was on their side.

She needed to be fast, but she needed to be careful, too, or she might get caught in the act. Getting caught would fuck up Ice’s plan by calling attention to it and ruin whatever she had going with Bathsheba. She didn’t know if they were dating or just kicking it, but whatever it was felt good and she didn’t want it to stop. A B&E charge would keep her off the streets for a few months, but Bathsheba might never forgive her for the betrayal.

“Focus,” Raq said to herself, trying to get her mind right as she cased the scene.

People were everywhere, some putting a late end to their Friday night and others getting an early start on their Saturday morning. Raq couldn’t do the job now. The block was too busy and Bathsheba hadn’t been gone long enough. If she got it in her head she had left the stove on or something similar, she had time to ask the driver to make a U-turn so she could check the burner. With that in mind, Raq decided to wait until dark. There would be fewer people around and, by then, she’d be certain Bathsheba would be out of pocket for the weekend.

Raq went to Pop’s to work off the anxiety most of her friends depended on weed to ease. Several hours later, after day had faded into night, she slipped out of the darkness and approached Bathsheba’s apartment door. Even though the locks were new, Raq picked them in under two minutes. Not her fastest time, but it would do.

The latex gloves on her hands would prevent her from leaving fingerprints. The tight skullcap over her cornrows would prevent her from leaving DNA. She had watched CSI enough times to know how forensic investigators did their thing—and how to keep from leaving them what they were looking for.

She slipped the lock picks in her back pocket and took a quick look around before she let herself into the apartment. She didn’t see anyone looking her way. Most people’s attention was split between the dice game taking place on one end of the street and a territorial dispute between two homeless men wielding junk-filled shopping carts on the other.

Raq closed the door behind her and secured the locks that had given Bathsheba a false sense of security.

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