Free Charge It To The Game by Blake Karrington, Tonya Blount Page B

for same store.‖
    ―You playing?‖
―Nah, it‘s crazy, yo.‖
―I know that bitch ain‘t crazy enough to walk in the
stores and not be camouflaging and shit. I know she know better than that.‖
    ―They say they sure it‘s Pam. They was showing four different shots of her.‖
―She is so damn stupid—‖
―What happened?‖ Taj interrupted.
    I turned my attentio n to Taj. ―Hay‘s in VA got Pam‘s ass on tape charging.‖
―Oh, shit!‖ Taj said.
    ―And bust this? They offering a five thousand dollar reward,‖ Black added.
―Word?‖
    ― You know as much as she goes down there somebody is gonna recognize her and turn her ass in. For five Gs…that‘s easy money.‖
    I began pacing the living room floor.
―Storm, calm down baby, don‘t stress it, ―Taj urged. Then he stood behind me and gently massaged my shoulders. ―Whatever happens…I mean that‘s on Pam and her dumb ass. You ain‘t got nothing to do with that.‖
―Black, listen I‘ma talk to you later.‖
―A‘ight. Yo, we need to talk about the other thing.‖ ―What other thing?‖ Then, I quickly remembered our discussion about the magnetic card reader. ―Okay. Well, we can talk about that later. Give me a call later on.‖
―A‘ight.‖
    ― Black, listen, just make sure you let me know as soon as you hear anything else.‖
―You know I will.‖
―Alright then. Thanks for looking out,
Black.‖ ―Hey, now you know I got you, ma.‖
    I hung up and walked over to the sofa, disgusted I buried my face in my hands. ―I can‘t believe she be out here working sloppy. I can‘t believe this.‖
    ―Storm, listen, baby, you don‘t need to get yourself all stressed about that shit. That‘s Pam problem. If she went out there and didn‘t make sure she was correct, it‘s on her. Why you so nervous?‖
―‘Cause how I know it ain‘t gonna come back on me?‖ ―What do you mean? The only way that shit is gonna come back is if Pam talks if she gets caught. But…you see, see what I be saying.‖
    ―What?‖
―You don‘t even trust her ass. That‘s what. You always defending her ass and I be telling you to watch out for her and now look at you. Look at you! You stressed!‖
I couldn‘t even pretend that I wasn‘t bothered about Pam possibly talking. ―Of course I‘m stressed, she works for me .‖
―You need to handle your business. That‘s all I‘m gonna say.‖ Taj started walking to the bedroom.
    ―I am. Don‘t worry, Pam‘s ass is on punishment…believe me when I tell you. Taj? Taj, why you walking away from me? I‘m talking to you.‖
―‘Cause I gotta take care of some business. This dude Arrow acting like he want me to bust a nine in his ass.‖ ―But I thought we was gonna go ice skating today.‖ ―We are, later when I get back. Don‘t you gotta go for your massage?‖
―That‘s right. Make sure you be back by five, Taj.‖ The telephone rang.
    ―Storm?‖
―Yeah.‖
―That‘s your girl on the phone now. You gonna pick up?‖ ―Yeah, I‘ll take it. Hello.‖
―Hey, girl, what‘s going on?‖ Pam
asked. ―You tell me,‖ I answered dryly.
―Girl, how about me, Peaches and Nina got into a
    fight at The Tunnel last night.‖
―A fight?‖
―Yeah, girl! We whipped this bitch
ass.‖ ―Why?‖
―You know how when you in The Tunnel and there be
    groups of people reppin‘ their hood?‖
―Uh-huh.‖
―This chick from The Bronx came over to where we
    were at and started kicking it with Big. You know Nina used to fuck with Big and was kicking it with him. Nina gave her a look like you need to bounce. But the bitch was bold she gonna bump Nina and then have the nerve to bend down to whisper something to Big. Well, you know that was all she wrote. Nina grabbed her no frills weave and started kicking that bitch ass.‖
―Oh, you made it seem like all y‘all had a fight.‖ ―We did. You know we ain‘t gonna stand there and not jump in.‖
―Pam, how you sound? If nobody else didn‘t jump in