Hell's Diva:: Mecca's Mission (Urban Books) by Anna J

Author:Anna J. [J., Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781601625984
Amazon: 1601625987
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2014-05-06T04:00:00+00:00

“The Feds gave your aunt four life sentences and almost three hundred years and you still didn’t get the message!” Lou barked at Mecca.

Mecca unfolded her arms and tried to turn her back on him, but everywhere she turned, Lou’s image was in front of her.

“You didn’t have to remind me,” Mecca replied gravely. For the first time in her life Mecca felt like maybe she should have gotten out of the game earlier. Dawn had suggested it years ago, but now Mecca felt like she was a snake, too, and anyone she loved couldn’t be trusted. Mecca was confused, and was trying to make sense of her life…the only life she knew how to live.

“Wow! Then your so-called best friend informed on her. Y’all call it snitching these days, ratting, whatever term y’all use. But you best friend? How much betrayal and loss of lives you’ve witnessed and experienced and you’re not convinced that the life you were in wasn’t worth all you went through?” Lou grinned as he spoke. Suddenly, he looked off to nowhere and spoke as if someone else was there with him and Mecca.

“I told you they would prove me right, Your Majesty,” Lou yelled. Mecca looked around to see if she could see whom Lou was talking to, but saw nothing. “Why did I have to belittle myself for these beings who caused so much bloodshed and havoc among themselves? I deserve better,” he screamed. Mecca had to hold her ears. In a split second Lou became calm again and turned back to her.

“Why did you have to kill Dawn? She didn’t inform on you. She did what she did to save your life. To save you from the destructive life that your aunt, your own flesh and blood, led you to?”

“She did it to save her own ass.”

“I beg to differ,” Lou replied, snapping his fingers.

The snap made Mecca close her eyes and rub her temples as if she were suffering a migraine headache. An image appeared in her head. It was after Mecca received Dawn’s photo with “G.I. Number 1” on it in the mail from Ruby.

Mecca, dressed in a blue Polo sweat suit and blue Reeboks, with her head wrapped in a blue bandanna scarf, held the papers in her hand as she and Dawn (dressed in a pair of hip-hugging, black Levi jeans, white Reeboks, and a white-button down Tommy Hilfiger shirt) sat on a bench in Brooklyn’s Prospect Park on a late night.

Mecca waited almost a month after Ruby’s letter, which simply said, “If you don’t get rid of her, she will be your downfall. Remember, I told you before, don’t let nothing slide.” When Mecca gave Dawn the paper, Dawn reacted with shock and disbelief on her face.

“This ain’t true, Mecca! I swear, I…” she cried. “You were at your aunt’s hearing! I didn’t testify against her at the hearing when the grand jury indicted her!”

Mecca thought, this bitch must think I’m dumb. They don’t need her testimony at the grand jury! As Dawn spoke, Mecca looked around the park.

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