Deeply Rooted by Ice Mike

Author:Ice Mike [MIKE, ICE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Default Category
Publisher: Wahida Clark Presents Publishing
Published: 2014-06-02T00:00:00+00:00

DEEPLY ROOTED BY ICE MIKE

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

While the Getting is Good

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Somehow I should have known trouble would follow us once we got our hands on that money. When I banked a left on Euclid, my phone started jumping in my pocket. We had left Granny’s with the money two minutes ago.

“What’s up wit’ it?” It was Shug calling.

“For the last coupla blocks I been noticing a black Toyota Camry a few car lengths back. I think we’re being followed, Wah. It’s one driver in the car, a dude.”

I knew it! “Let’s find out fo’ sho’ if he followin’ us. I’ma make a few turns. You keep following me, and we’ll know soon enough if that’s what it is. If that is the case, then nine times outta ten, it’s the same ma’fucka who killed Granny.” I grit my teeth and focused on the task at hand.

“I was thinkin’ along the same lines, Wah.”

“If it is, I’ma air his bitch ass out. On mommas, nigga, he’s a dead man!”

“Let’s do this,” Shug said to me.

“Keep your shit on speaker phone.”

“Ai’ight.”

I banked a left and drove two blocks. I could see the Camry in my rearview mirror.

“I see his bitch ass, bruh. That ma’fucka definitely is following us.” I was talking and checking the rearview at the same time.

“How you wanna do this shit, Wah?”

“I don’t wanna draw no unnecessary attention to us while we ridin’ wit’ all this money, so it gotta be done in an area that ain’t got a lot of eyes on us, you feel me?”

“Man, fuck that, homie! He might peep game and push on. Let’s get this ma’fucka now while the gettin’ is good.” It sounded like Shug had a plan of his own.

“Talk to me, bruh. Whatchu’ thinkin’ on then?” I asked him.

“I say we pull up into a drive-thru, and if he follow us, then you order something and bounce. When I roll up to the window to order something he gon’ be a sittin’ duck for you, bruh. You get out and come from around the back and clack on his ass.”

“That’s what’s up! I like how you think, Shug. Let’s do the damn thang, bruh!” I drove around until I saw a Taco Bell and eased the Charger up to the window and ordered a burrito supreme. I grabbed the bag and pushed the whip away from the drive-thru. Shug drove the Escalade up and took his time with his order. Sure enough, the Camry was right behind him.

As soon as I parked, I jumped out with the fo’-five gripped tightly in my right hand. I ran toward the Camry. The driver inside was so focused on Shug and the Escalade that he never even saw me in the cut. I aimed the chrome canon at the black Camry, and in a full sprint I let the Desert Eagle start bustin’ off shots.

Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom! Doom!

Every bullet hit his car and tore the outside of the Camry up. The rear window disintegrated.

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