The Golden Hustla by Wahida Clark

Author:Wahida Clark
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: FIC048000
ISBN: 9780446582612
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2010-10-19T04:00:00+00:00

It was going on eight thirty and Shawn had just parted ways with Rochelle. They had linked up at the Hilton by the airport. Shawn was thinking about how good Rochelle’s pussy was and was pleased with how much of a freak she was between the sheets. Rinaldo taught her well. Up until now he still didn’t see the attraction between the two. Nevertheless, from what he learned from her, the attraction was there in the beginning. Now it was all about what she could get from him, realizing that it was all a fantasy. Nina was right, she was no more than a hustler’s wife.

Shawn was flying down 285 puffing on his blunt filled with chocolate. He had a DJ Kay Slay mix CD in. Damn. I miss New York. He had been in Georgia for so long that whenever he called home they teased him about how country he sounded. Shawn took another pull and turned the music up louder. Mix CDs always put him in the zone. He changed lanes and that’s when he saw the flashing lights in his rearview mirror.

“Shit!” he yelled out, not one hundred percent sure that they wanted him to pull over. Just in case, he cracked all of the windows in an attempt to air out the car and kept driving as if they didn’t want his ass. When he was sure that they wanted him, he pulled over to the shoulder, stopped and prepared for the worst. He quickly sprayed some air freshener but knew it wasn’t going to do shit. What he had just finished smoking was the bomb. How many more blunts were in the glove compartment? Sweat beads were forming under his armpits. He turned the CD player off. The two officers finally got out and headed for his vehicle, one brother on each side. Shawn rolled the driver’s-side window down.

“License and registration please.” The officer turned on his flashlight to scan the front seat, his other hand resting on his pistol.

Shawn reached for his paperwork in the glove compartment. He handed the documents to the officer at his side and they headed back to the squad car. Shawn breathed a sigh of relief that neither one of the brothers said nothing about the weed because he knew that they had to smell it. He anxiously waited for the verdict, and the longer they took to run his info, the more he kept stealing glances at them from the rearview mirror. When they finally got out of the car, they walked towards him as if they were on a mission. He mumbled, “Awwww shit. What did they find on me?”

“Mr. Williams, we need you to step out of the car, please,” the officer at his door said. The other one was standing behind him, hand on his weapon, fingers twitching.

“What is the problem?”

The officer ignored Shawn and waited patiently as he got out of the car. “I need you to turn around and place both hands on the hood of the car.

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