What Da Lick Read? The Triple Cross (29 page)

"Wait a minute! Is there any way that you can zoom in? It looks like the car wouldn't stop. I want to see if I can make out if your brother was pumping the brakes." D.J. leaned over to get a closer look at the laptop screen.

"Yes I can. You know that I can do everything." Reality hit a few keys and the view switched. You couldn't make out whether
Killa
was pumping the brakes but you could tell that he had the steering wheel clinched tight like he was bracing himself for impact. The only reason that he would know that there was going to be an impact was if he knew that the brakes were gone.

"The car had no brakes. Somebody sabotaged him. I can tell. They probably cut the brake line. When your dad hears about this, all hell is gonna break lose.” D.J. reached for his phone on the counter as it rung.

Reality stared at the computer screen. Her phone rang and she reached for her purse.
Jaimes
handed it to her. She hadn’t been working like she normally does with all of the stuff going on. The workers were getting antsy because their funds were running low. Reality had stayed up all night getting corporate account numbers over to her check guy. He had called her two hours ago to let her know that the checks were ready. She had been so engrossed in the accident footage that she forgot that ten people were ready to go drop the checks in banks around the surrounding cities.

D.J. hung up the phone and leaned over and started to kiss her neck from behind. Reality reached up and cradled his head and moaned as his tongue planted warm kisses up and down her neck. She turned around to face him and took his face in her small hands as she kissed him on his full lips parting his lips with her tongue. D.J. reached down and picked her up swiftly. Reality wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her off to the bedroom. He laid her down on top of the bed as he began to take off his shirt.

She reached for his pants and undid his belt buckle. Before he could finish the last button on his Ralph Lauren button down, his pants and boxer briefs were around his ankles and his penis was in her hands being stroked to its full length. Reality kissed the tip before attempting to deep throat him entirely. D.J. threw his head back in ecstasy and moaned aloud. You would have thought that Reality was a porn star the way she kissed, licked and sucked on his penis. He couldn’t take the pleasure that she was giving him any longer, he was about to explode at any minute. D.J. pulled her up and peeled off her clothes as she was standing in front of him, kissing his chest. He turned her around and bent her over the edge of the bed and eased his throbbing penis into her tight dripping hole. He hissed at her tightness.

Reality was a virgin just two weeks ago but now she was taking the dick like a pro. As soon as he was all the way inside of her, she started to throw the pussy back at him. Her small waist, big ass and hips performed a mesmerizing dance to a beat that he didn’t hear. This was the best feeling in the world to him, and just like the first time he wanted to feel this intoxicating feeling each and every day. Reality was close to having her second orgasm as she reached under him and massaged his balls as he pounded in and out of her. Guttural noises escaped as she bit down on her bottom lip and looked back with her eyes halfway open.
Jaimes
thrust hard and Reality hollered out “oh shit nigga.” They collapsed forward on the bed, with
Jaimes
trying not to put all his weight on Reality.

“Baby, you are heavy as hell, you weigh like a hundred pounds more than I do and then you are all muscle. I can barely breathe.” Reality said as she tried to wiggle from under
Jaimes
.

Jaimes
rolled off of Reality and propped himself up on his elbow.

“Bae, we got to show your dad that video, and in a hurry. Someone is around here wreaking havoc on your family and we need to find out who it is and quickly before they do something else.”

Reality got up off the bed and walked toward the bathroom naked. She had so much to do especially since she had been slacking with her business lately.

“Yeah, I
gotta
show Pop-Pop that. But first I got to go and see bout this money.”

Her phone rang as she turned on the water. She ignored the call and got into the steaming hot shower. She had a total of fourteen people working for her and when she slacked they didn’t make money. The first requirement of a boss is to make sure that your crew stays eating.

D.J. crept into the shower with her. He turned the opposite way and allowed the other shower head to drench him. He had plenty of business issues that needed to be taken care of also. Ever since he and Reality had gotten serious he hadn’t been watching over all of his operations as closely as he should. He was about to go into the field today. He had to stop by his automotive shop, and go to his two spots. Love was all fine and good, but money still had to be made. He washed himself thoroughly and jumped out quickly leaving Reality under the other shower head. It was a cloudy and dismal day in the city, he went into his walk in closet and grabbed a pair of True Religion jeans, a Polo sweater and his Polo boots and headed into his bedroom to put them on.

By the time Reality got out of the shower,
Jaimes
had put on his clothes and was sitting on the bed scrolling through his phone. She walked up to him, kissed him on his forehead, took off her towel and started to dry off. Not only did she love him, she was in love with him and she felt it down in her bones.

“Why did you have to come and do that in front of me? You know that you are irresistible to me. Let me get out of here before all my workers have a mutiny. They barely see me.”
Jaimes
got up, walked over to Reality and grabbed her face. He kissed her deeply.

“Your truck will be ready today, but you can continue to drive my car if you want to.”

“No, I want my truck; your Maserati is too damn flashy for everyday life baby. You need to get you a Beamer or a Benz.”

“We will go car shopping this weekend baby. I love you.” He walked out of the door.
Jaimes
knew that he had to get his head in the game. He left his heart on the other side of the door as he got on the elevator.

Reality dressed quickly in a pink and red Nike sweat suit with matching Air Max. She braided her red hair into an Indian braid that fell down her back. She put on some M·A·C Wonder Woman nude
lipglass
and headed out the door. Reality was loaded down with her laptop bag that held her two laptops and her purse, but she had her chrome nine millimeter pistol with the pink pearl handle in her hand as she made her way to the elevator. As it was closing, a big hand reached in and stopped it. She knew that she couldn’t be too cautious, shit was happening all around her. Her paranoia had the building’s maintenance man staring down the barrel of her pistol.

Honesty and Gigi sat there looking at Concrete as he lay in the hospital bed. His body was too long for the bed, so his feet were hanging off the edge. They had just brought him back from getting a CAT scan. He was still unconscious, but his breathing had regulated.

 
Gigi had a concussion with a bad bruise on her forehead. But that was the least of her worries. They didn’t have a clue as to what was wrong with Concrete. She hoped that whatever it was, that it wasn’t as serious as it was when he had gotten hurt on the football field. He had been in a coma for almost six months and had to learn how to walk again. But the worst part about it was the fact that he woke up and both of his parents were dead. They had died in a car accident rushing to the hospital after he had gotten hurt. His father died on impact but his mother was brain dead for an entire month before his great aunt decided to take her off life support.

Also, during that time,
Sillk
had gotten diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. Gigi had lost weight, her hair fell out and she almost got kicked out of school for getting into a fight. Concrete was her best friend, they were closer than her brother and sister that were born only minutes apart. She didn’t know what she would do if something happened to him.

Ponchees walked into the room and silently came up behind Gigi and put his arms around her. She leaned into him and put her arm around him also. She was happy that he was here with her. He has been her rock ever since Black
Sillk
died; even being miles away in Mexico he still played a major role in her life.

“What have the doctors said? How are his vitals? If they aren’t giving you the answers that you need we can have him moved to another hospital or fly in a specialist. Whatever you need is right at your fingertips. I need Concrete A-1 because he is the only one that I trust when it comes to you.”

Honesty looked at Ponchees and wondered if he knew about her and Gigi’s relationship. More than likely he did. He was the all-seeing and all-knowing. He looked up at her as he felt her gaze resting on him. He reached over and grabbed her into the embrace. This was comforting to her. It gave her confirmation that he did know and that he was alright with it. Ponchees let the both of them go and exited the room as silently as he had entered.

“All this shit going on, I need a
muthafucking
drink. I swear I’m gonna be an alcoholic before it’s over with. It’s just something about the way the liquor have me so mellow.”

“Baby, the last thing you need right now is a drink. You do not need to start running to the bottle every time you have a problem. You need to handle the problem. Problems are a part of everyday life, so you are destined to have them. You have to stay on your A game, fully focused. You have too many people depending on you. One misstep affects a whole team of people. Once this is all over and Concrete is out of the hospital, we are gonna go away for a while. Lie on the beach, soak up some sun, get massages, eat exotic foods, just relax and be away from it all. We deserve that much after all this hell that we have been through. Shit maybe we can even find Concrete a girlfriend. I know he gets tired of being alone.” Honesty held Gigi’s hand tight and she felt the nervousness in her. She just wished everything would get back to normal.

__________

“So tell me what is going on here because it is obvious that I’m missing a big chunk of this puzzle.” Sam sat nuzzled under Ponchees in the waiting room.

“Well the story is so long, but the gist of it is that Gorgeous has an identical sister. She hates her guts. Based on what
Rafek
said, it was her that blew up Poke’s house. I’m willing to bet the farm that she is really the one that is behind all of this shit. Poke probably has been working for her or at least her puppet all the time. Beautiful is just like Solitaire, she is very manipulative.”

“Wait a minute, you mean to tell me that Gorgeous has a twin named Beautiful. What the hell was their mother on?” Sam laughed at the names of the girls.

“Actually it is three of them. They are triplets. The girls are identical and they have a brother. He really does not come around that much, because of the rift between the sisters. He plays in the NFL. His name is Handsome.”

Ponchees knew he probably should have been told Sam that Gigi had an identical sister just to be on the safe side. But he was thinking that after he had paid off Beautiful after
Sillk
died that she would just disappear. But he was wrong. The thing about revenge is money can calm it down, but it will never silence it.

“
Omigod
, Hand Diamond is a triplet. Get the fuck out of here! This shit is too crazy. He is one of the best players in the league and his story is known across the world, how he came back full force after battling leukemia. He never mentions his family, especially the fact that he is a triplet. I remember when he was in college and I heard his name I thought that it was a nickname. I ended up seeing him on an ESPN special and he was uncannily handsome. Who in the hell names their child Handsome? I guess the same person that names their other children Beautiful and Gorgeous. Lucky for them, they are just that. Otherwise they would have a hard road to tow.”

Khalil came in and sat down next to Ponchees, he knew he looked a mess. He felt as if he had aged a dozen years in the last month. He rubbed his bald head and he could feel the hair starting to peek through his skin. It seemed like as soon as he finds the answer to one question, he gets hit with a million more. Now he had to deal with the fact that Loyalty was pregnant and something was going on with her and
Khadafi
, Jr. He wished that
Sillk
was here. He was the closest thing that he had to a father, but Ponchees would just have to do. After they made sure everyone was good, they needed to go and have a sit down, one on one.

Khalil looked over at Ponchees hugged up and in deep conversation with Sam. He didn’t peg him to like her type, even if she was bad. But he could see the love in his eyes when he talked to her. This made him think about
Jazmeir
. He needed to check on her too. He also needed more background on her from Ponchees.