Free Time is Money by Silk White

have if you need it,” Dougie offered.
    “I’m not looking for no handout,” Randy spat. “You know I work for mines.”
    “Listen, I’ll run it by Ghost and see what he says, but if I were you, I wouldn’t get my hopes up,” Dougie told him.
    “You’re a life saver.” Randy hugged Dougie.
    “I have a question?” Dougie said. “How the fuck do you gamble away over two million dollars?”
    Randy shrugged. “I don’t know. It kind of just happened.”
    “You gonna have to stop that silly shit,” Dougie said.
    Randy nodded his head pretending as if he agreed. “I appreciate you. Call me when you speak to Ghost.”
    “I got you,” Dougie said as he watched Randy exit through the garage. He didn’t know what was going on, but something about Randy didn’t feel right. He didn’t know what it was, but he was sure to get to the bottom of it.

Chapter 21
    What’s Going On?

    D ana pulled up to Ghost’s house and killed the engine. She was curious to find out what was so important that Ghost needed her to come over right away. The first thing that came to her mind was maybe the cops had somehow found out their true identity, but she quickly scratched that idea because if that was the case, then Ghost definitely wouldn’t have called a meeting at his house. Dana stepped out of the car and hurried to the front door where she rang the doorbell. Seconds later, Ghost answered the door with a serious, no nonsense look on his face. The first thing Dana noticed was that Ghost wasn’t wearing one of his expensive tailor made suits. Instead, he wore black jeans, a black thermal shirt, and a pair of black, steel toe boots.
    “Hey,” Dana said as she stepped inside the house. “Is everything alright?”
    “I have to go to Los Angeles tonight,” Ghost said. “If you don’t hear from me in 48 hours, I want you and your new boyfriend to leave town. You got it?”
    “Why? What’s going on?”
    “Listen to me Dana. I need you to do what I asked you to do. I don’t have time to answer your questions right now,” Ghost barked. “Now come on, I need you to drive me to the airport.”
    The ride to the airport was a quiet one. Dana wasn’t quite sure what was going on, but she knew better than to continue asking. All she knew was that whatever was going on was serious. She knew Ghost well and when he was quiet like this, that usually meant that somebody was going to die. All Dana could do now was pray that her brother would make it back from Los Angeles in one piece.

    Dana pulled into the drop off area at the airport. “Be careful and call me as soon as you can.”
    “I got you,” was all Ghost said before exiting the car and heading inside the airport.
    * * *
    Ghost boarded the plane and took his seat. The only thing on his mind was killing Brent. He still couldn’t believe that he had let Brent trick him into giving him all of his hard earned cash. Brent had robbed Ghost without a gun and now he had to pay for his actions. During the plane ride, all Ghost could think about was how many other people Brent may have conned out of millions. “You done fucked with the wrong one this time,” Ghost said to himself. Thoughts of violence and horrible acts ran through his head for the entire plane ride. The streets gave Ghost his name because he was known for always flying under the radar and not being on Front Street. Being a flashy show off was never his thing. If the spot light were on him, he would always head in the other direction. That strategy had worked for him for years, but tonight. Brent had awaken a sleeping giant.
    Ghost walked through the airport at a quick pace. He came here to handle business and that’s all that was on his mind. He walked out of the airport and slid into the back seat of an Escalade that was parked curbside waiting for his arrival. The driver of the Escalade was an old friend of Ghost’s who went by the name, Big T. Back in the day, Big T used to be Ghost’s right hand man until