Chapter 26

 

The news of Carmen’s death came when Spin and I were making plans for a big Halloween party. Yes, I’d been home a week and I was taking the nigga to the bank. He hit me hard and I was going for an even harder low blow. I planned to throw a party for every occasion, every chance I got. Hell, I’d been home one week and already I’d spent a hundred racks. All from shopping. Me and Vicky hit the outlets and the designer stores in L.A. Yes, we flew there first class on the spur the moment.

I told Vicky what Spin did and she was disgusted.

“And his ass acted like you just up and left. He didn’t tell no one you caught his sorry, no good ass in bed with the help.”

I shrugged, that didn’t surprise me.

After I caught him I went to Dr. Richards. I spent a day moping and then she coached me out of my catatonic state. She suggested a divorce. “Once a cheater always a cheater,” she said. The thing was I had plans for my dear sweet hubby.

First, I called Agent Hodges and told him I was ready to talk as long as I wasn’t the only one talking. We set up a meeting. I told Vicky about him and she was all for it. “You taking him to the bank first, right?” I smiled and nodded. Come on y’all know I was.

Let me tell you something. When you marry a nigga who got money and he cheats and gets caught and you stay and he’s trying to prove himself to you. That is the best shit in the world. Shit, I kinda wish I’d of caught that ass cheating before and sorta wish I’d catch his ass again. And let me tell you I fully understand and agreed with Kobe’s wife’s decision to stay when I saw the house and the ring on her finger. If that hoe had a house, then a bitch had a villa; a bitch had an island. My rock was so phat and fat that I left it in the box on the dresser. That shit was just too damn big to wear, it actually hurt my finger to put that shit on. I only wore that shit once and swear I needed a splint after.

While we plan for the Halloween party Spin’s phone rang. “Wha’z good Loc?”

He went silent listening to whatever D-loc was saying. I was too busy thinking about the new Beemer I was gonna custom order to trip off his ass. “What?” I looked up at him. “I’ll meet you there.” He hung up. “Carmen’s car blew up.”

I lifted an eyebrow.

What did I care?

I had a feeling he was gonna buy her ass a new one. I didn’t care I would share the wealth. Shit if I ever get ahold of his phone again I was on call Jameesa and ask if she wanted to go shopping. Spin didn’t know shit about a woman scorned or the chain of events he set into motion. Wifey was gone and it was time for Shiesty Shi to come back and do what she was there to do. I was in the perfect position, I just didn’t know how I’d approach the subject or when. Hell, maybe I’d tie his ass up and put a nine to his head.

“She’s dead and Toy’s in the hospital.”

“A car bomb?” I asked shocked. I mean I didn’t really care the bitch was gone, but I mean, I didn’t expect the shit.

He nodded getting up. “I’ll be back. I need to go see that my son gets to her moms.”

I didn’t believe that shit, but, whatever. I watched him leave.

A car bomb? Like who does that? I mean, really? Who even knows how to make a car bomb? Who thinks of that type of shit? I’d already knew the answer before I asked the questions. But that led to another question which I still ain’t got answered.

What the fuck is B.I.T.C.H. up to?