FORTY-TWO
It seemed like forever that Coco and the girls sat nervously looking around in the car waiting for Uncle E. Josephine turned on the hazard lights. The ticking noise sounded like a bomb about to blow.
“I guess he’s back, for real huh?” Deedee said breaking the long silence.
“Hell yes, he’s trying to send us back to the essence. He’s back for sure, yo,” Coco said.
“You think that maybe he was the one shooting at us outside the movie theater?” Deedee asked.
“Could be.”
“I’m telling you it’s like that asshole have nine lives,” Deedee said.
“Word up, his ass should definitely be dead already. Look how many people y’all said he done kill,” Josephine exclaimed.
“I’m telling you God must have been on our side. The way that nigga pulled up right to the car, yo…”
“My heart almost jumped out my chest when I saw him with them damn two guns ready to shoot. Oh my God. Ah shit that could’ve been it. No graduation, all that crap my parents put me through…” Josephine coughed as her voice trembled with emotion.
Minutes of silence went by. The girls saw traffic slowing as the police approached from all directions. Deedee was the first to spot the SUV.
“Here comes my uncle.” She said as a black Range Rover came to a stop. Eric and a couple of other beefy men jumped out. One of the men with Eric gave the orders. They got in the Range Rover as the two men entered the Mercedes and sped off. Just as the SUV was about to follow they saw the lights flashing and heard the orders from the police.
“Pull over immediately. Turn the engine off and put your hands where I can see them.”
Eric Ascot massaged his face with both hands then slammed a fist on the wooden-grain interior.
“Take it easy boss, Mr. Maruichi will fix everything,” the driver said as patrol cars sealed the area around them.