The Ring 2: A Chicago Love Story by Rio

Author:Rio [Rio]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Urban, Romance
Publisher: Leo Sullivan Presents | Sullivan Productions
Published: 2015-11-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Rell awoke to the sound of someone knocking at the front door. He reached over to the nightstand, took his smartphone off the charger, and saw that it was a quarter past eight. Asleep next to him, Tamera looked like a chocolate angel. He pressed his lips on her cheek and got up.

The memory of Webb’s dead body came to him immediately. Now that it was dark out, he felt safe from the threat of an arrest for the shooting, yet wary of a possible retaliation. With the kind of money Webb had, someone had to be upset over his death.

He hoped that no one would be able to tie him to Webb’s murder.

The knock came again. Three hard knocks at the front door.

Rell stepped into his boots and went to the bathroom. Second later he came out holding the Glock in his right hand, water dripping out of its every crevice. He put it in the back of his jeans when he looked out the living room window and saw who was at the door.

It was Apple. Bundled up in a heavy green coat with a pack of Backwoods cigarillos in one hand and a plastic bag in the other.

Yawning and stretching, Rell went to the door and opened it.

“Damn, you was sleep?” Apple said as he walked in.

“Nah, I was sleep,” Rell said sarcastically. “Be quiet, too. Baby in there sleep.”

“Baby? Who, Tamera? Nigga, I thought you was wit’ Erica?”

“Don’t worry about who the fuck I’m with.” Rell stuck his head out the door and looked up and down Trumbull before shutting and locking it.

Apple raised his hands in surrender as they went to the dining room table and sat down. “A’ight, killa. You know my fat ass don’t want no smoke. Not with the way these lil niggas around here whackin’ shit. I just wanna smoke my weed, eat my Italian beefs, and drink, and not necessarily in that order ‘cause these sandwiches gotta get it first.”

From the plastic bag Apple took out a Styrofoam tray, some napkins, a can of grape Crush soda pop, and a fifth of Remy Martin that looked like it had just been taken out of the freezer.

Rell’s mouth began to water as soon as Apple flipped open the tray lid.

There were two steaming hot Italian beef sandwiches stacked up beside a serving of French fries.

“Let me get one of those,” Rell said.

Apple scoffed at the request as he shrugged out of his coat. “You can get a piece, nigga. That’s about it. You better drive down there and get you one. I just walked twelve blocks to get these sandwiches. Shit, I gotta eat em to gain back the weight I lost from that long ass walk.”

“What weight you done lost?” Rell drew back the side of his mouth in a show of disbelief.

“I’ll tell you about a loss. Webb and Chino. Them two niggas is lost like a mothafucka. I know you heard all them gunshots earlier.”

“Nah, I was sleep with baby,” Rell lied.

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