Pitbulls in a Skirt by Mikal Malone

Author:Mikal Malone
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fiction, street fiction, t styles, cartel publications
Publisher: Cartel Publications

Chapter 15

Busted

January, Wednesday, 10:37 a.m.

Yvette

I finally broke down and told my friends, everything that was going on between Thick and me.

What messed me up was that most of them already seemed to know he was stepping out on me. They acted like it wasn’t even a surprise. Outside of having Kenyetta go check his truck, I hadn’t told anybody we were having problems.

We were doing a stakeout and I had already seen enough to run up on him. But knowing Thick, he’d turn it around into something else unless I had proof. So with Mercedes’ digital camera, we were trying to get some good pictures of him taking her to Charlie Palmer’s Steakhouse in DC, and to the Shakespeare Theater.

Yeah, he was really pulling out all stops for this bitch. But nothing hurt worse than seeing who he was dealing with. It was the same girl from the day of the funeral and Tiffany’s. I didn’t tell my friends, but I wondered if the rock she had on her finger was an engagement ring. Please, God, don’t let it be. I wanted to believe that he wouldn’t be crazy enough to propose to someone else over me but right now, I wasn’t sure of anything.

“They coming out of the theater right now!” Kenyetta yelled from the back seat of the Grand Prix we rented. I sat next to her slumped down in my seat. I didn’t want Thick to see me.

But for real, he was still slipping. Recognizable car or not, he should’ve known that somebody had been following him for so long.

But there he was, just as sure as it was night, coming out of the theater, in the dark grey slacks and jacket that I paid for. He looked like a million bucks when he cleaned up, and with his body and build, I know she was losing her mind.

“Did he just kiss her?” Mercedes asked as she took pictures of them in the truck. She was in the front with Carissa.

“It looked like it,” Carissa said. “Thick has lost his mothafucking mind. I say we run up on him right now, before they pull off. Fuck the bullshit.”

“I’m with Carissa, Yvette,” Kenyetta added looking at me for approval. “We seen enough. Let’s handle this shit now.”

They were right, but I didn’t want to do it right here. I needed to find out where she lived and where he’d been laying his head every night. So for forty-five minutes we followed them to her apartment in Baltimore. The moment I saw him leaned up against his truck with her in front of him kissing on him, I decided to jump out.

My heart dropped as the man I would have done anything for violated me. Here I was, his flunky, running an operation that he should’ve been taking care of, and this is how he repaid me, by breaking my fucking heart.

We all got out of the car, but they couldn’t keep the pace I was giving. With his

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