Free The Pussy Trap by Ne Ne Capri Page B

gun, busted in the door, and shot him two times in the back. Sam had fallen to the floor crying like a bitch. The woman screamed.
     
    “Shut the fuck up!” Kayson yelled as he smacked her in the head with the gun.
     
    “What’s your beef with Rabb?” Kayson asked with his teeth gritted.
     
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Fats said, laying there in agonizing pain.
     
    “Do I look like a muthafucka that would have the wrong address?” He shot him in the kneecap. “I got shit to do. I don’t have time to play one hundred fucking questions with you.”
     
    “Damn! Aaahhh . . .” Sam cried. The woman was scared as hell, up against the headboard crying hysterically and holding onto the sheets for dear life.
     
    “Tell him what he wants to know,” she yelled.
     
    “Shut the fuck up, Carmen!” Sam managed to yell while in excruciating pain.
     
    Carmen yelled, “It was J-Bone.”
     
    Kayson’s eyebrows tightened and his nostrils flared. J-Bone was his uncle’s right arm. With that, he took one last shot at Sam shooting him right between the eyes. Carmen pissed herself. When Kayson turned his attention back to her she said, “Wait. Please, don’t kill me. I told you what you needed to know.”
     
    “Bitch, we at war and you know what you are?”
     
    “What?” she asked crying and shaking.
     
    “A casualty.” Kayson spat then put one bullet in each one of her eyes. “Next time see no evil, bitch.” He put his hood over his head and left out the same window he came through. Reaching the nearest pay phone, he called his uncle at the spot.
     
    “What’s up, Unc?”
     
    “Nothing nephew. What’s up with you?”
     
    “Ain’t nothin’. Headed your way. Is everybody there?”
     
    “Yeah.”
     
    Hold them until I get there. I got something to tell y’all.”
     
    “A’ight. Yo. Jay, make sure everybody stays put. Nephew got something for us,” he heard him yell out.
     
    Kayson hung up and headed to the spot. When he arrived, he gave the secret knock and was let in by Butchie, the doorman. He gave him some dap and headed upstairs. Walking through the door with a serious look on his face, one his uncle had never seen on him before made him a little concerned.
     
    Rabb was seated to the right of the table. Everyone else was seated to his left. Kayson moved his eyes across the room and when he got to J-Bone, he pulled out his gun and shot him in the middle of his forehead. Everybody jumped up and ran toward J-Bone. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” his uncle yelled out.
     
    Kayson looked at him then pulled out the envelope of money and threw it on the table.
     
    “What the fuck is this?” Rabb yelled as everyone else was stunned at what had just happened.
     
    “Bounty,” Kayson spat.
     
    “What the fuck are you talking about? How the fuck do you know that?”
     
    “I just so happened to overhear the plan and watched the exchange. But don’t worry; I took care of all that.”
     
    “Why didn’t you call me or let me in on what the fuck was going on?” Rabb was getting agitated because, his best friend was over there leaking.
     
    “Look, we can exchange whys all night. However, if I didn’t put a hole in those niggas, I’d be digging one for you. Send somebody over to Rosedale Projects to take over their block. Them niggas is shell shocked right now. We need to move on this shit quick.” He turned to walk away, pausing to say, “Unc, meet me at our spot in three hours. We need to restructure.”
     
    “Where the fuck are you going?”
     
    Kayson turned around and smiled. “To get some pussy. Killing them muthafuckas made my dick hard.” Then he went down the stairs and out the door.
     
    Kareem went over to Rabb and asked, “Who the fuck do he think he is?”
     
    “The boss,” his uncle said with pride all over his face.
     
    “Take a couple of dudes and head out to Rosedale Projects. The rest of y’all get rid of this nigga. Watch y’all