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to her moistened lips. Her eyes still locked in mine. She slid her lips across what seemed to be every inch of it. Then she smiled and opened her mouth. It was soft and wet; if she had teeth I never knew it. She moved her head up and down in a very slow almost methodical motion. My excitement only intensified as I watched her, watching me. It was like slow motion, prolonging each stroke.

Chapter Ten
Mike Black
     
     
    It was about that time that I found out why André wanted me to kill Chicago. I didn’t find that out until a woman shot Chicago six years after I was gonna kill him. One of the old heads says to me, “Well I guess now Chicago will stop fuckin’ Andrés wife.”
    André just tried to use me ` cause he was too weak to handle his own business. I thought that he was weak for not handling his own business. After that, a lot of things happened to confirm it. Then one day he took me Bobby, Nick and Jamaica with him to a meeting on City Island with Frankie the Favorite.
    André had us wait outside. Whatever happened in there happened, and Frankie’s boys came out shootin’. Now, Bobby has a sixth sense for things like that and he sees them coming. He shot the first two, and me , Nick, and Jamaica picked the rest of them off one by one as they came out the door. We go inside and there’s André, on his knees, gun to his head, begging for his life. So I shot Frankie.
    A couple of days after that, Angee comes to my office at the Late Night. “Come ride with me, Mikey.”
    I wasn’t worried. Me and Angee go too far back. And besides, if he was gonna kill me he wouldn’t have come alone. So while we’re ridin’ he starts talkin’ about the old days. As we pull up in front of Carmine’s, Angee turned to me. “I always liked you, Mikey. That’s why I saved your life.”
    We go in to see Carmine and Angee talked to him for a second then he looked at me. “Tell Carmine what happened that day.”
    After I told my story Carmine got up and walked over to me. He patted me on the shoulder. “ Why’s you shot Frankie?”
    “With all due respect, do you remember when you were a soldier? If you were in my place, what would you have done?”
    Carmine didn’t say anything at first, then he thanked me for coming, and Angee showed me out.
    When we get outside, Angee told me that André told a different story. He told Carmine that when I got inside he had taken the gun from Frankie. And that Frankie was on his knees and unarmed when I shot him.
    The mutha fucka was tryin’ to save his own ass. But the way I saw it, he was trying to kill me. That’s when I decided to killed him and everybody else I thought might come after us.
    So I waited. For more than a year after the thing with Frankie. I waited. Watched him. I planned it. I knew that there were enough people who hated André to go around. Cops wouldn’t care, and as long as business didn’t suffer no one else would either. When I was ready, I called a meeting at The Late Night.
    “Now that we’re all here,” I said, as soon as Nick and Freeze came through the door. “I bet you all are wondering why I got you all over here.”
    “The thought had occurred to me,” Bobby said, staring at me.
    “I’m gonna kill André,” I declared.
    There was complete silence in the room.
    They all sat there looking at me and one another, until Bobby started laughing. Everybody did at first, until they noticed that I wasn’t laughing.
    “You serious, Black?” Freeze asked.
    “Deadly.”
    “How you gonna do it?” Nick asked.
    “What you gonna do? Just walk into his office and blast him?” Bobby inquired, but his eyes were still on Nick. By that time, Bobby had figured out that Nick was fuckin’ Camille behind his back. I should have done something about it then, but I was too catch up in my plan to kill André. Then Bobby slowly turned to me.
    “No. I have a plan,” I said.
    “You plannin’ on taking over after he’s dead, Black?” Nick asked.
    “The