MARCO HAD LOST the fast Camaro and was pissed. Mario had suggested that he get back on China’s trail in two weeks. But two weeks for him was just too long, and it would give China enough time to run and hide.
Marco had decided to drive back to the scene. There, he caught the white man who had saved China’s life, and tried to kill him when he hopped into his Camaro. Now he was gone again, and Marco had no clue what direction the Camaro had gone.
“Fuck!” Marco exclaimed, hitting the steering wheel before he headed back to Miami.
* * *
For days now, Ham had not been well rested. Every time he did lie down, it was after he had made love to Tina and put her in an exhausted state. There were plenty of times when Tina could have called Meka to inform her that Ham was home asleep in bed. But she loved him too much to betray him. When she felt Ham easing out of bed, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and asked him where he was going. “Where are you off to now?”
“Go back to sleep. I’ll be back in the morning,” Ham replied with a demanding tone of voice.
What the fuck is wrong with him, always stepping out if he’s no longer hustling? Tina wanted to know as she sat up in bed, leaned against the headboard, and hugged a pillow.
Tina looked at Ham’s silhouette in the darkness. She could see him digging in his pants before putting them on. Tina reached over and turned on the light on the nightstand to illuminate the room. Ham squinted from the bright light.
“Girl, cut that damn light off and go back to sleep!”
“No! Bring yo’ ass back to bed, Ham. It’s three o’clock in the morning. Where the fuck are you going?” Tina shouted.
“Listen, Tina. There’s no need to get all worked up ’bout nothing.”
“Ham, why are you leaving every other night and not coming back with shit?” Tina questioned.
Ham became upset and shot across the bedroom. He had his hands around Tina’s throat in no time, choking her.
“Ham!” Tina squeezed out while clawing at his face and kicking wildly.
“Bitch! Why you questioning me, huh? I pay the muthafuckin’ bills in this muthafucka. You hear me? Huh?” Ham screamed in rage as he continued to choke Tina until she passed out.
When he saw her body jerk and go stiff, he let go of her, afraid that he had killed her. But when he saw her chest rise and fall, he sighed a breath of relief.
“Baby, I’m sorry!” he apologized while backing away from her.
He felt terribly wrong for hurting his soon-to-be baby mother. Ham quickly put on his boots, grabbed his Glock .40 from underneath the mattress, and dashed out the front door.
* * *
Spencer and China were enjoying each other’s company while driving back from New York in one of Smooth’s stash cars. China had changed her plans of going to see Smooth on Sunday and instead drove to New York to see Jefe. She left Spencer at a hotel until she handled business with Jefe.
When China returned to the hotel room, she and Spencer laughed each other to sleep. When they got up and left that morning, they knew they’d be in Martin County to visit Smooth around noon. China found it odd that Smooth hadn’t called her since she had been released from the hospital.
“I thought he at least would have called after we didn’t stop by yesterday, Spencer,” China said while driving south on I-95.
“How did you know I was up? You never looked over to see if my eyes were opened or closed,” Spencer asked.
“Boy, we’ve been together twenty-four hours now. I think I know everything about you, except who the special lady in your life is.”
“I don’t have one. Too much stress. Plus, I stay on missions. A lot of missions,” Spencer informed her.
“Poor excuse, Spencer!” China exclaimed.
“Why is that?”
“Because a man like you attracts a beehive of bees.”
“I’m not all that now!”
Shit! You’re a liar! China almost blurted out as she chuckled when she realized how close she was to really speaking her mind.
“What?” he asked curiously. “See, you even agree!”
“That is not why I’m laughing, Spencer. A thought just came to mind,” she explained.
“What is it? Share it!” he said.
“Nope! It’s my thought and your curiosity,” China said, with a sexy pout on her face that made Spencer’s dick jump.
Wow! I gotta get away from this woman, he thought. “I guess you got that one. Wake me up when we get there.”
“What are you doing? Boy, it’s time for you to take the wheel. There’s no need to go to sleep,” China stated.
Spencer looked at his watch and saw that it was his time to drive. They were splitting the eighteen hours of drive time, and China’s nine hours were up in thirty minutes.
“Could we stop for some coffee?” Spencer asked.
“Sure!” China said as she pulled off an exit and shortly pulled into a 7-Eleven gas station in North Carolina.
“I’ma use the restroom while you gas up!” China said.
“Now you’re giving me chores!” Spencer murmured.
“Not actually. I’m only telling you since you’re driving the remainder of the way,” China said as she strutted off inside.
“Damn, Smooth! You’re a lucky son of a bitch!” Spencer said as he watched China sashay into the gas station in her skintight jeans and blouse.
After using the bathroom, China looked at herself in the mirror. The swelling in her face had gone down completely, but some redness could be seen on the bridge of her nose and upper lip. Despite the injuries, China was grateful to be alive. She knew that if it hadn’t been for Spencer, she would have been a dead woman. China looked at her iPhone and double-checked for any missed calls. When she saw none, she became worried.
I hope he’s not in any kind of trouble. Maybe he’s in the damn hole! she thought. “I’ll check with the jail at dawn,” China said as she began to wash her hands.
When she was done in the bathroom, China grabbed some drinks and snacks for the rest of their drive. When she walked out of the gas station, Spencer was blowing off the steam from his cup of Maxwell House coffee that he drank straight black.
* * *
Ham felt bad about what he had done to Tina. She didn’t deserve being hurt, despite what she had been through at such a young age. Ham didn’t think about Tina’s feelings, and like always, when he couldn’t face the responsibilities of life, he ran away.
Ham drove thirty miles outside of Indiantown and Booker Park to Jupiter Island, which was a wealthy section of Martin County. Although it was a big risk, he had to make the trip or go for broke. Tina didn’t know that the $30,000 was gone. Ham had smoked, gambled, and tricked with other crackheads around town.
On desperate days, Ham would travel around town and look for wealthy homes to burglarize. He had spotted a nice home in a real estate advertisement magazine. For two days and nights, he had watched the luxury home from his badly conditioned Chevy that stuck out like a sore thumb in the neighborhood. Fortunately, he was never seen by any of the residents.
When Ham pulled up to the residence he had be scouting, he pulled into the driveway and killed the engine and lights. He dug into the glove compartment and retrieved a pair of black leather gloves. As he slid them on, he closely watched the house for any signs of movement. When he saw none, he exited the car with a squeaky door and left it cracked for an emergency entrance just in case he had to make a run for it.
Damn, I wish I had a hit right now. I’d prefer to do this shit high as a kite, Ham thought as he crept around to the back of the house.
Ham walked through a wooden gate and entered the beautiful backyard, where a big swimming pool and guesthouse sat stagnant without any signs of life. Ham walked around to a side window to a room and tried to lift it up.
“Shit!” Ham whispered in a shout when the window didn’t lift up.
He moved on to another window and got the same result. Ham became frustrated and very impatient when he realized that all the windows were locked.
Fuck this shit! Ham thought as he took his Glock .40 and smashed the den window to little pieces.
The loud shattering of glass was enough to wake the entire neighborhood. However, Ham was again fortunate not to raise any unwanted attention.
He entered the home through the den window and waited a moment to let his eyes adjust to the darkness. When he saw that he was alone, he moved to check for any occupants. He came to the first room and tried the door, only to find it unlocked. He stuck his head inside and found it empty. He knew that there were only four bedrooms in the home according to the real estate advertisement.
Ham then quickly checked the other rooms and found no one inside any of them as well. As he walked closer to the master bedroom, he could hear soft moans of sexual pleasure. He slowly tried the knob and eased open the door. A television was on mute, illuminating the room, and Ham could see the covers moving on the king-sized bed. It was evident that he had walked up on two elders getting their groove on. They were too caught up in their groove to notice the threat behind them.
“Oh, Bob, I love you!” the old woman purred as the old man pumped in and out of her pussy with long, powerful strokes.
“Patty, I love you, honey!” Bob replied breathlessly to his wife of thirty years.
“Oh, Bob! Fuck me harder!”
Boom! Boom!
“No! Bob!” Patty screamed when Bob’s head exploded in blood and brains on her face.
“Bitch! Shut the fuck up!” Ham demanded as Patty jumped away from Bob and sat straight up against the headboard.
When she felt Ham staring at her naked breasts, she grabbed the covers and tried to cover her sagging tits and large erect nipples. Ham scared her when he snatched the covers away.
“I’ma ask you nicely, Patty, and one time only, or I’m going to fuck the shit out of your old ass!” Ham said as he pulled out his dick and showed Patty his enormous cock standing erect.
“Where is the money and everything worth something?” Ham demanded while stroking his cock.
“We have money in a safe in our home library. Please don’t harm me. I won’t report you,” she begged.
Ham put his dick back inside his pants and then walked up to Patty. He roughly grabbed her by her red hair, yanked her head back, and then looked her in her bloody green eyes.
“Get me to that safe, woman, and I will let you live. If you try any dumb shit, you will die!”
Patty was trembling badly, to the point that you could hear her teeth rattling.
“I promise I won’t try anything stupid,” Patty pleaded.
“Lead the way, old woman!” Ham ordered her as he pulled Patty from the bed by her hair.
Patty walked naked with Ham to the library. Once inside, she pressed a button that accessed the safe, dividing the shelf on the wall. Behind the shelf, Ham saw the built-in wall safe. Patty entered in the seven-digit passcode and opened the safe. When Ham saw the neat stacks of money, he got excited and smacked Patty on her sagging butt cheeks. Patty jumped, out of fear, and moved to the side.
“Come here, bitch! We’re ’bout to celebrate!” Ham said as he pulled out his erect dick.
“Please, mister, don’t hurt me!”
“If I have to tell you again, I will kill you. Now turn around and bend over, old lady,” Ham demanded.
As Patty did as she was told, Ham entered all of his cock into her from the back.
“Oh my Lord!” Patty shouted as Ham continued to plunge deeply inside of her pussy.
Ham fucked Patty like she was twenty years old. Her cries faded as she passed out unconscious from the unbearable pain to her senior vagina. As Ham fucked Patty, he stared at all the stacks of money and thought how lucky he was to pick the right home. He was back on the map and would make up with Tina for putting his hands on her.
After Ham came to his load, he shot his cum all over Patty’s butt cheeks and then pushed her to the floor of the safe. He aimed his Glock at her unconscious body, shot her twice in the head, and then proceeded to clean out the safe. When he was done, he locked Patty in the safe and then left the scene unnoticed.