Killa Season by Salaam Sa'id

Author:Salaam, Sa'id [Salaam, Sa'id]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Salaam Publications
Published: 2014-04-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

The extra hundred grand Killa earned from the side job would help him in his exit plan. Fuck the Black Mob, he wasn't going to keep doing their dirty work. Sure it was fun but fuck them.

Knowing his escape would jeopardize his family, he would have to move them somewhere safe. He used some of his fortune on emergency exits. He thought about pulling Charlie Sheen and moving both Kitty and Sincerity in with him.

“Nah, them chics would kill each other....or me!" He laughed out loud. He was right too; two alpha females could not co-exist under the same roof. Make that three because grandma was a handful too.

The only real option was murder. The Black Mob had to go. He would have to kill all of them so he could live. He of course had no problem with that. He would just have to be patient and play his position until he could strike. He was cool with that until they pushed the issue.

"Woosa" Killa said, exhaling when his business line rang. It always took a lot out of him to listen to that voice that rung his phone. Assuming it was details of his next job, he quickly opened it to view. What he saw took his breath away. There was Sincerity and his newborn son. She was smiling and waving to the camera like there was no danger but how, why would the Black Mob have it!

"He is so adorable. I bet he looks just like his father." The nurse from the hospital cooed as she came into the shot.

“They are twins! Sincerity gushed lovingly. The video was shot in her apartment which shook Killa to his very core. It stopped abruptly and the phone rang.

"Hey buddy!" The voice sang in its sarcastic yet sinister tone that Killa despised. "Cute kid."

"Listen to me very, very carefully. I have no idea what you're up to but you just went too far. My child yo? I'm going to kill you. Not just you but everybody you know. Everybody you've every met. I'm goi......"

"Blah, blah, blah. You are so dramatic! Ok, so I sent Yolo to look in on your family. Big deal, you killed an associate of ours!" Why?" The voice demanded.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Killa shot back, confused. "I kill who you paid me to kill."

“Uh, Harold; the movie producer. Don't think I bought that suicide shit one bit! You did that shit. He had too much shit on the table to check out. Besides he hated that nigger loving bitch of a wife. Had we not benefited from his death that video you just saw would have been a cooking show. You would have watched Yolo dice that bastard baby up and sauté it with onions and scallions. Now stop fucking playing with me! Kill a fly or step on an ant without my permission and I'll kill your whole family. And guess what? You'll still work for me!"

"I'm sorry." Killa said sheepishly. The show of contrition was a good look and it worked.

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