Dollar Bill by Joy

Author:Joy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2014-11-19T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

Back In Business

It was midweek, about 7:45 p.m. Dollar wasn’t comfortable with an early evening stickup his first go-round since ’95, but hell, he was confident with his skills. He would have preferred a midnight or early a.m. stickup, but who runs around selling furs at midnight? Legit ones, anyway.

Dollar’s big, buff self was crammed in Ral’s little hooptie. He felt like a clown at the circus in one of them li’l buggy cars. He had just dropped Ral off around the corner. All the pieces to the game were in place with the exception of the queen, which was Tommy. Dollar was awaiting her call on his cell.

“Damn,” Dollar said, fiddling with the radio dial. “This bitch ain’t even got a tape deck in it. What was I thinking hooking my boy up with some shit like this?”

As Dollar tapped his fingernails on the dashboard, he noticed how dull and rigid they were. “My nails are fucked up,” he said out loud as he began to gnaw on them. “I’m trippin’.” He laughed. “Since when do I give a fuck about my fingernails? I’m acting like a ho. Just relax, Dollar. Just relax.”

Dollar continued to tap his nails on the dashboard. For some reason, even though he was wearing a ridiculously overpriced Phat Farm denim hookup and some clean AND1s, and was sporting a nice, fresh cut, which left him with a shiny, bald head, his nails were messing up his total look.

“Niggaz get they nails done too,” Dollar said, trying to convince himself. “Fuck it! I’m gettin’ these shitz did.”

Just then Dollar’s cell phone rang and he answered it.

“He just dropped Becka off, so it’s on,” Tommy said.

“Good lookin’ out. Peace,” Dollar said, closing the flap on his cell phone.

A few minutes went by before Dollar saw the bright yellow Hummer H2 pull up across the street from him and park. Dollar sat at attention.

“Dis mafucka rollin’ an H2 in the heart of the hood,” Dollar said, laughing as he used his cell phone to call Ral’s pager and key in the code. “This cat deserves to get got.”

On cue, Ral cleared the corner. He was wearing an olive green down coat with feathers poking out, some dirty jeans, and a funky baseball cap. He was looking like the recovering addict he was. He killed time by digging in garbage cans, collecting cans and whatnot. In the meantime, Wayne had gotten out of his Hummer and knocked on the door of Tiwana and her boyfriend’s apartment. Once assured that Tiwana’s boyfriend was home, Wayne returned to his truck. With three coats in arm multiplied by a total of four trips, he hauled the dozen minks into the apartment.

Back in the day, Dollar would have probably pretended to be a customer looking to buy some furs. Once Wayne showed up, Dollar would have robbed him for whatever he had on him. But according to Romeo, that was one of Dollar’s mistakes. There wasn’t a need to befriend a mark and play pretend.

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