Page 55 of Quasim II: King Inferno

Smart… maybe.

Pussy? Definitely.

The Valentini family put money on his head, and I did what was asked. His brother owed a lot of money and got a Valentini pregnant.

Not my business or story to tell. It was never about the money for me, all that money from contracts sat in an account that I never touched. It was the thrill that came up my fingertips, through my hands, and into my body when I got to take a life that didn’t belong here.

Some would consider what I did playing God. I like to think I was God’s enforcer. The man had a lot of prayers and requests, he was busy, so that’s where I stepped in and handled it for him.

“Ain’t no going back if we do this shit. Mutual grounds will be abolished, Sim,” Za walked over, and hit the IG dap, looking between us both.

Me and Blaze smirked at each other. “Don’t need to go back… only need to show em who they fucked with.”

Marley pulled up, another Goddess. “What up, King?”

Wylie pulled up beside her. “What’s good, Mar?”

She smiled. “Hey Wy… you good?”

“Always, Beloved.”

“Lady Inferno, I’m on your word.” She nodded her head.

Marley pulled ahead, and Wylie looked at me. “Fucking stallion… her sexy ass. You see them legs.”

Marley and Kiki were best friends. While Kiki was short and always liked to remind us that her hands weren’t, Marley stood at 5 '10, with long legs and a thick shape. She used to play ball back in high school, which is how she and Kiki met.

Kiki fought the coach’s daughter because the coach said she was too short for the team, and Marley jumped in and helped Kiki, then declined playing for the team. The only women I kept around me were real ass women that handled business just like the men.

I shook my head as I watched him continue to take her in. She and Wylie always had this respectful rapport with each other because they both had ties to the military. Marley was an army brat.

Ezra, Ellis, and Evan pulled up ready to go. Ezra had that look in his eye, and I could tell he was going to fuck some shit up. Before I got my hands on them, they were reckless and impulsive. I taught them to be more calculated, and to think before reacting.

“King, give us the word.” Ezra said.

Capri kissed Blaze a few times. “Be careful, Meer… send a fucking message.”

“Do your shit, Sug… no remorse.”

“None.”

She hopped on her bike, saluted, and rode off with Marley and Havoc following behind her. “Back door, Blaze… everything moving.”

Blaze saluted with Za, Cappadonna, and Kincaid behind him.

The blacked-out bike with the skull mask pulled up, and I nodded my head, knowing it was Forty. He never had to expose himself, I knew who he was when I saw that blacked out bike. No markings or nothing.

I closed my visor and sped down the block with them behind me. As I made my way down the blocks in this small ass town, they were behind me. When we pulled onto the block, it was quiet, with a few people on the block talking while the party inside was going on. I wanted the party inside, not the niggas on the block.

A few Del Devils were in attendance, and leaned up when they saw us pile onto the block from both ways. As they looked my way, Capri was taking lead, coming down the other side of the block. I stopped my bike and sat in the middle of the block, looking at my sister as she did the same.

They looked between us, confused.

“Mutual grounds, nigga… ain’t shit going on here tonight.”

I turned my head to the side and smirked under my helmet. Blaze never missed, and he always came through. Looking at my watch, I pulled my glove down to see my baby’s name on my hand.

Never replying, I held my hand up and counted down my fingers until only my middle finger remained, and I flipped my hand and stuck it up the minute I heard shooting. Playing the piano, you had amazing finger and hand control. That front door was kicked down from the inside as everyone came running out the house with Blaze right there. Cappadonna was tossing niggas out the front door as they tried to run, and we had both sides of the block locked down.

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