Pandora's Box by Coffee

Author:Coffee [Coffee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Romance, urban, genre fiction
Amazon: B013VPUXWU
Publisher: Lock Down Publications
Published: 2015-08-12T04:00:00+00:00

An hour and a half later…

Munch and Keyz waited outside of the pool hall Fo’ Eleven told them Hakeem would be at.

Fo’ Eleven couldn’t provide them information on where G’Corey was laying low these days, but he was able to put them down with someone who did.

“You think this thuggah gon’ talk?” Keyz leaned against Munch’s car.

“There’s only one way to find out.” Munch kept his eyes trained on the unsuspecting man from his view through the windows surrounding the building.

“I got short patience, so let’s hope this muthafucka do.”

“You handled that business?” Munch double checked.

“Already in motion, ya dig.”

“So now we wait.” Munch kept his focus.

Fifteen minutes later, they saw Hakeem reach for his phone. His wrinkled brow gave the appearance he was suddenly concerned.

He received a text from his baby’s mother that read: 10:46 p.m.: Stop what you’re doing. I’m losing the baby!!

“Oh, shit!” Hakeem dropped the pool stick and scrammed for the door. There was no way she was supposed to go into labor, she was only five months pregnant.

Hakeem scrambled to his car but stopped cold in his tracks when he was confronted with a cocked chrome to the dome. He didn’t recognize Keyz so he assumed he was about to be robbed.

Instinctually, he turned around to run but was ambushed when he saw Munch standing before him. Now he knew what time of day it was.

“Oh, shit! Magnolia, mannn, I don’t got nothing to do with nothing, ya heard me.” He automatically began explaining himself because he knew there were only two reasons Munch, who he identified immediately, would be in a man’s presence. It was either because he fucked with them or he was there to fuck them over.

“You do now. Walk.” Munch was on a short supply of words.

“Fuck!” Hakeem shook his head as he turned to follow Keyz. He knew better than to further protest, a true killer didn’t negotiate shit.

Once they made it to the back of the parking lot, Keyz patted him down for weapons but didn’t find anything on him.

Munch opened the back door to his car and Keyz pushed him inside of it as he climbed in with him.

Munch sat down behind the wheel and looked out of each window to see who was watching, if any.

“Where is y’all taking me?” His voice went up in pitch.

Still surveying the parking lot, Munch responded. “It’s where you taking us. Word is ya mans is in town and you’re gonna take us to him.”

Hakeem sat up straight and looked up front by Munch and then off to his side at Keyz. “I don’t know where that boy at. He hasn’t holla’d at me in months. There ain’t nothing I can tell ya, for real.”

Munch turned around to face him. “Ain’t nobody gon’ fuck around wit’chu. All I want is G’Corey. You gon’ make that happen or not?” He preferred if he would willingly cooperate but the choice was his.

Hakeem stuck to his guns, though. “I don’t hear from that boy, you gotta believe me.

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