Free Single Ladies 7 & 8: " That's What Friends Are For" by Blake Karrington Page B

and that it was legal for him to—”
    “Tammy knock it off. You’re not stupid, and given your history with Chris, you’re not a stranger to the drug world.”
    Tammy sat there quietly. It seemed as if Grant knew everything about her.
    “Right now, you gotta make a choice, and that is whether or not you wanna walk out of here today, or go to jail, more than likely for a very long time.”
    Some of the best tactics the feds used in building their cases was going after the weakest links in the organizations and turning them. Not only were they good at it, they were great, and most of the time, women with something to lose were their main targets. Tammy was perfect. She had two kids whom she loved more than anything in the world, and Grant was well aware of it.
    “What do you want from me?” Tammy asked, rubbing her arms together, trying to get warm.
    Grant had a pretty good case against Darious, but he wanted it to be stronger than it was. He needed more, like prescription receipts, names of his clients, the number of pills he sold, and how much he made from them. Percocet was the new, and it was highly addictive, like heroin. Profit from selling it was through the roof, but at the same time, it left behind an alarming death rate. The Feds wanted it off the streets immediately, and they were locking people up for a very long time if caught.
    “I want you to be an informant for me. I want you to wear a wire and break down Darious’ whole—”
    “No, I’m not doing that,” Tammy said, cutting him off. “I’m not getting involved with that.”
    “You’re already involved, and to be honest with you, you’re in over your head. Do you know how much time you’re facing if I go out there and file these charges against you? You delivered forty prescriptions, around one hundred pills per bag. The mandatory minimum for that is twenty years in federal prison,” Agent Grant lied.
    There wasn’t any mandatory minimums for that amount of pills, but Tammy didn’t know that. It was a scare tactic that had Tammy in deep thought. Agent Grant wasn’t done with his verbal assault. “You need to think about your kids, Tammy. Don’t lose them on account of a man you’ve only known for a few months. How do you think Anthony’s going to feel coming to see you in prison, or Sinniyyah, whom you’ll watch grow up from your jail cell? Their father is already in prison, what you think will happen to them when both of you are?” Agent Grant asked.
    He used her kids as a weapon, as most agents do when it comes to women. It was their weak spot, and Tammy wasn’t any different. When threatening to separate her from her two kids, the choice to cooperate was easy. She loved Darious, but she loved her kids and her freedom even more, and wasn’t going to risk losing them for anybody.
    “Just let me know what you need me to do, Tammy said, crossing her arms over her chest.
     

Chapter 4
    Kim’s asshole was still in pain when she walked out onto the pool deck with her towel wrapped around her waist. The only reason she came out was because she wanted to talk to Lamar. Too much was going on right now.
    “It’s hot as hell out here,” Kim said, taking the towel from around her waist and laying it on the ground right next to Lamar. “You gettin in?”
    She looked sexy as hell in her lime green and yellow Lenny Neimeyer bikini, and on her feet were a pair of green Chuck Taylors, which she took off before jumping into the swimming pool. Lamar took his shades off and dove right in behind her, swimming up and lifting her out of the water.
    “Ya ass still hurt?” Lamar chuckled, thinking about how funny her walk looked when she came outside.
    “Shut up,” she replied, pinching him in the chest. “Never again,” she smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck.
    Lamar walked around the pool holding Kim up with her legs wrapped around his waist. It was peaceful, and this was exactly how he’d hoped this getaway would go.
    “Babe, I