After That One Night Stand

Chapter Seven: Teamwork

Chance "Murda" Combs.

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"HOW THE f**k THEY GOT INTO THE SAFE!?" I barked into the phone.

"They broke into the warehouse," One of my workers, Mike, said.

"Where the f**k was security?" I asked, trying to calm down.

"They killed Tony and shot Rico, " He answered.

"Did Rico say who it was?" I asked as I slid on my Rolex.

"No, but we have footage of one of the niggas, " Mike said.

"Tell Crush to find him, and I'll be back in a few hours, " I told him.

"Copy, boss, " He said before I hung up.

Motherfuckers always f*****g with me, but little do they know that I'm the devil.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my phone ringing. I looked at the caller id, which read Karma.

I answered the phone and said, "What?"

"That's not how you answer the phone, jackass, " She said.

"What you want?" I asked her.

"I'm outside, come on, " She said.

"I need you to come up real quick, room 1972, " I told her as I looked at all of my weapons, which were laid out across my hotel bed.

"Really, Chance?" She asked. "Man, ight. I'll be up there in a second." She said before she hung up.

I swear I be wanting to hurt her lil bony ass. I walked to the mirror and took in my appearance.

I looked good as hell. I had on some black slacks with a black button-down. I had on some Tom Forde tassel loafers and a diamond chain.

A knock on the door snapped me away from the mirror. I walked to the door and opened it without even looking to see who it was. I looked at the person in front of me, and I became lost for words.

"I believe you got the wrong room, ma'am, " I said. She smacked her lips.

"n***o, move out of my way, " Dynasty said, pushing me aside and walking into my room.

She looked good as hell. She had on a tight, black body con dress that fitted her slim frame perfectly. She even had some red bottoms. Her hair was bone straight, and she looked good as hell.

I didn't even know she could look this good.

I closed the door and walked into my room to see her sitting in the chair that was by the desk.

"What did you call me up here for?" She asked as she typed on her phone.

"I need your undivided attention, " I said. Dynasty nodded as she still typed on her phone.

"One second, " She said.

A few seconds later, she placed the phone on the desk and looked at me.

"Sorry, that was business, " she said.

"I understand, " I told her. "Now, I wanted to know if you need a weapon, " I said, gesturing to the bed that was full of weapons.

She looked at them from afar. Then she stood up and walked over to get a closer look.

"You got the new 42 and 43," she observed before she picked up the 43 and checked it for bullets. After, she c****d it back and aimed it at the wall. "This is so sexy, " She said.

The way she was interacting with the gun is what was sexy.

"That's the one you taking?" I asked. She shook her head.

"Nah, tonight ain't a weapon type of night for me, " She said. "I'm killing with these tonight, " She added, showing me her hands. I chuckled.

"What a lil ass girl like yourself is going to do to big ass strong men without a weapon?" I asked.

"Don't underestimate me, Chance," She said before walking to the door.

My eyes dropped to her ass. She didn't have as much as the typical girl I'd f**k with, but I liked it.

"Are you ready?" She asked. I nodded once I made sure the 43 was loaded.

"Let's do it," I said as I walked to the door. She nodded and walked out.

We walked out of my room and down the hall to the elevator. Dynasty pressed the button. Then we waited for it to show up. Once it showed up, we got on and pressed the lobby button.

"Can you put my necklace on?" She asked me.

"You better do it yourself," I joked. Dynasty smacked her lips.

"Chance, come on," She said.

"Okay, okay, I don't like it when ladies beg," I joked. She chuckled.

"Boy, please," She said as I walked behind her and grabbed her necklace.

As I put her necklace on, the smell of her perfume laced my nose. She smelled so damn good.

Once I hooked her necklace, I straightened it up. Then, accidentally, my finger brushed up against her neck, which made her shiver. I smirked and stepped away.

I'm glad that I wasn't the only one that was feeling a type of way tonight.

Once we made it to the Lobby, we walked out of the hotel and got into her Jeep Wrangler.

"Your ride is nice," I complimented.

"Really, Mr. Bentley?" She said, referring to one of my Bentley's that we rode in. I chuckled and said nothing else.

She sped down the streets, blasting some girly ass song and singing along to it.

"Who sang this?" I asked.

"Summer Walker," She answered.

"Well, let her sing it," I said. She smacked her lips.

"I hope Michael put a bullet in yo ass tonight," She told me. I shrugged.

"It wouldn't be the first or last," I said. She stayed quiet after that.

We continued riding and listening to music. Every once in awhile, I'd look over at her and steal glances.

I can't explain what intrigues me about her, but it's something.

She was beautiful, no doubt, but she wasn't my type of woman.

I liked the short, thick girls with the fat asses; meanwhile, she was the total opposite. She was tall and slim with a small ass.

She snapped me out of my thoughts once we pulled up to a club.

"This where we are meeting this nigga at?" I asked.

"Yeah," She answered, reaching under her seat and grabbing two blades.

"You're really taking a knife to a gunfight?" I asked, shaking my head.

"Never underestimate me," She said before kissing the knife. "Sorry, mama hasn't used y'all in a while," She said to the blades.

"Crazy ass bi- woman, " I corrected.

"That's what I thought, " she said before she placed the blades into her mouth. "You're ready?" She asked.

"Waiting on you," I said. She nodded.

Then we got out of her Jeep. I walked over to her and smirked.

"Go easy on me," I said as a smirk formed on her face.

"Never," She said as she grabbed me by my neck and pulled me to the entrance.

I chuckled because I could only imagine how her small ass looked manhandling my big, tall ass.

"You can't be laughing, Chance, " she whispered as we walked.

"Ight, " I said.

Once we made it to the entrance, Dynasty began talking to the bouncer.

"I'm here for Michael," She said. The bouncer looked at her then at me. "Let him know its Karma," She added.

He grabbed his walkie talkie and started mumbling something into it. A second later, he placed the walkie talkie back up. Then he stepped aside to let us through. We walked in, and we walked through the crowds to a set of stairs.

Dynasty let my neck loose before giving me a shove to go up the stairs. I had to refrain myself from turning around and decking her in her damn mouth. I had to remind myself that this was all apart of the plan.

Once we walked up the stairs, Dynasty directed me where to go. Not even knocking, Dynasty opened the door and pushed me inside.

I looked around the room to see Mike, Mike's cousin, Rick, a b***h, and two big ass niggas.

"Well, hello, Ms.Karma," Mike snake as he looked at Karma then at me with a bright smile. "Please have a seat," He said, gesturing to the chairs that were in front of his rusty ass desk.

"Actually, I'll stand," She said. "I've brought you what you wanted so give me the rest of my money," She added.

"Okay," He said, grabbing the duffle bag and handing it to Dynasty. She looked into the bag. Then she looked at him and dropped the bag.

"So you're trying to play me," She said, looking at him and confusing me. He smirked.

"Just like you're trying to play me by coming in here with this nigga, who I know damn well ain't willingly let you bring him here," He said.

"But he did," Karma said. He looked between us and smirked.

"Don't tell me you failed for his charm too, Karma," He said before laughing. "He made you fall in love that quick, made you believe that he's the good guy, and he lied?" He questioned before laughing even more.

I can't wait to detach his f*****g head from his body.

"That's a lie," Karma argued, not sounding convincing, which caused Michael to smirk even more.

"Well, if it is a lie and you're not in love with him, shoot him," He said, handing her a glock.

This nigga is really dumb.

"With pleasure," She said as she took the gun hesitantly.

Then she turned around and pointed the gun at me. I raised my eyebrow in confusion and mouthed, "What the f**k are you doing?"

Then she mouthed, "Just go with it."

"What's taking you so l-" Karma cut him off by shooting me in my shoulder.

"s**t!" I cursed out in pain. This b***h just shot me.

"Ima kill yo ass," I gritted out before I heard Mike and his friends' laughter.

"Well, I guess you're not in love with him," He said.

"Yeah yeah, where is my money?" She asked.

"Right here," He said, handing her another duffle bag. She looked in it before nodding. "I knew I could trust yo-" He was cut off by Karma shooting every one of his friends in their heads, killing them instantly. "Karma, what the f**k?" He asked with fear in his voice.

"That was for you threatening to expose my job to my family, " She added, letting out a bitter laugh. "That's where you f****d up at," She added. "Then you acted as if your brother was innocent and didn't deserve to be killed. If he was tough enough to do some shady s**t, then he was tough enough to handle the consequences." She said. "And adding on to that, you made it seem like Murda was evil as hell and conivi-" I cut her off.

"Well, that part is true, " I gritted out, holding my shoulder.

"Well, despite that part, " Karma said before handing me the gun. "I'll let you handle him, " She said.

I smirked and walked closer to Mike.

"I bet you would never have thought that tonight would have turned out like this, " I said as tears ran down his face.

"Murda, I'm sorry, " He said. "Please have mercy, " He added.

"Mercy?" I asked. "Now, you know how I get down," I said before shooting him in his shoulders then his feet. He fell back into his seat. 

"Ahhhhh!!" He screamed. I walked closer to him then walked behind him. 

"Pass me one of yo blades," I told Dynasty. She threw one of the blades to me.

I caught it and grabbed Mike's head.

"Please," He begged.

I pulled his head back and pressed the blade up to his neck.

"Tell your brother I said he's still a grimy b***h," I said as I slit his throat. I watched as the blood oozed from his neck. 

Even though he was already dead, I continued cutting his neck until his head came off. 

"Your blade is a little dull, Dynasty," I told her as I kicked Mike's head.

"Did you really have to cut the man's head off?" Dynasty asked.

"Did you really have to shoot me?" I asked. "And that wasn't even part of the plan," I said.

"My bad. I had to find a way to get my money." She said.

"We could have just taken all his s**t after we killed him," I said.

"You right," She said. "I kinda just wanted to shoot you, to be honest," She added.

"Now, if I shoot yo ass," I said. 

"Chill," She said. "But let's get out of here. I already know they have heard the gunshots and have called the police." She added.

I nodded. Then we walked out of the office, and Dynasty led us out of a back door. We walked around to the front and walked to Dynasty's Jeep. 

We got in the car. Then she started the engine and sped off. 

"Don't get no blood on my seat," She said.

"Shut the f**k up," I said as my phone started ringing.

I picked up the phone and saw it was Crush. I quickly answered the phone, hoping he'd have some news about who robbed my trap.

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*Phone Convo*

Me: Talk to me

Crush: You handled?

Me: Just handled. 

Crush: Ight, just making sure you're good.

Me: Yea, found out anything?

Crush: Not yet, but I should have been found some s**t by tomorrow morning.

Me: Ight, my flight leaves at 10 am, so I'll be there tomorrow afternoon.

Crush: Ight

Me: Ight, hold it down

Crush: Gotcha, bruh

Me: *Hangs up*

*Phone Convo Over*

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"Where we going?" I asked Dynasty. "My hotel back that way," I said.

"My house," She answered. "Ima help fix your shoulder up since it was my doing," She added.

"Yo ass trying to help me now?" I asked. "Damn, the world finna end," I said, making her laugh.

"Don't do that," She said. "I am a nice person. You just rub me the wrong way." She added. 

"Well, what way you want me to rub you?" I asked, licking over my bottom lip as I looked at her. She smirked before looking at me. 

"I know yo ass ain't flirting with me," She said. 

"And what if I am?" I asked.

"You're wasting your time," She said. "And I thought I wasn't your type," She said.

"You ain't," I said, being honest. "But that doesn't mean you ain't fine," I added. She rolled her eyes.

"Just hush and ride," She told me.

"How about you come ride?" I asked.

"Chance," She warned, making me chuckle. 

"Ight, ima chill," I said before an excruciating pain hit my shoulder. "s**t!" I said.

"What?" She asked with panic in her voice.

"My damn shoulder is killing me," I said.

"We're almost at my house," She said to me. I nodded and kept glancing at her as she drove down the street.

She's so damn fine. I'm definitely going to hit that tonight.