Black home. On the way there, I asked my question again, "Well?"
"I been thinkin’ about this all night. I haven’t even been to sleep."
"Well?" I asked a third time.
"You heard what Bobby said. They ran it like clock work, just like we would have. The bandits were organized; other than ‘get out’; they never said a word. It happened so fast, I couldn’t really tell if they were black or white, but the one that took my guns sounded like he might be black, but I shouldn’t say for sure."
"You sure she didn’t tell anybody?"
"I just spent all night making sure she didn’t," Black said like I had asked a stupid question. "Now if she didn’t tell anybody, somebody had to figure it out. He’s the one we’re looking for." I drove a while longer; thinkin’ that Black had simply stated the obvious. But I should have known better.
"I want my truck back, Nick. And I’ll have it," Black said.
That night when I got to The Late Night, the kid was there talkin’ to Black. The kid, that’s what we used to call Freeze back in those days. Back then, all Freeze did was run little errands for Black and hang out at the club messing with the ladies. They were seated in the back of the club. Black was doing most if not all the talking. Freeze just did a lot of nodding. When I walked up they stopped talking and they both looked at me like I had no business there. I spoke and walked away and began doin’ my usual, which was hanging out, messing with the ladies. They sat there for most of the night, then suddenly Freeze jumped up and rushed for the door.
It was quiet for the next couple of days; nobody even mentioned the robbery, especially around Black. Then Black called me and told me to, meet him at The Late Night before it closes in the morning. We never closed before eight in the morning. I was with a girlfriend of mine and she wasn’t too happy when I rolled out of bed at, "It’s six-thirty, Nick. Where you goin’?"
"Out."
"Out?" she pulled back the covers. "Only place you need to go is in, back in this bed. I want to feel you inside me."
"I’ll be back," I said and armed myself. "You’ll want to feel it even more when I get back." I left there and was up in there about seven that morning, wondering what was goin’ on. I asked if Black was there and Sammy told me that he’d been there earlier and said that he’d be back. Right after I got there, Bobby arrived, and Jamaica wasn’t far behind. They had got the same call from Black, and neither of them knew what was up. Which shocked the hell out of me. Bobby was in on everything.
We all took a seat, had a drink, and waited. When everyone was gone, Black came in. he went straight to the bar and poured himself a drink. He came over to where we were sitting and sat down. "So you gonna tell us what is so important to get me off some pussy at six in the morning?"
"Mine if I finish my drink first?"
"No, by all means, finish your drink," Bobby said. "This better be good; that’s all I’m sayin’."
We talked while Black finished his drink and let Sammy out. Then he led us in the back to the storage room. Black knocked on the door twice and opened the door. There was The Kid, sitting in a chair by the door. As we got in the clear, I saw four men kneeling down on a large piece of plastic. I recognized one of them right away. He dealt blackjack at Cynt’s. Which is Ayana’s game and where she likes to play it.
Bobby started smiling, "What we got here, kid?"
"These the mutha fuckas that robbed us," Black answered.
"You caught them?" Jamaica asked and took out his gun. So did Bobby. Black already had both his guns out, so naturally I pulled mine.
"Freeze did," Black said.
We all looked at Freeze. "By yourself? All at once?" Bobby asked sarcastically.
"By myself. One by one over the last couple of days," Freeze said quietly but proudly.
After that there was no more talk. No questions of how he found them. Me, Black, Bobby, and Jamaica lined up across from
"I been thinkin’ about this all night. I haven’t even been to sleep."
"Well?" I asked a third time.
"You heard what Bobby said. They ran it like clock work, just like we would have. The bandits were organized; other than ‘get out’; they never said a word. It happened so fast, I couldn’t really tell if they were black or white, but the one that took my guns sounded like he might be black, but I shouldn’t say for sure."
"You sure she didn’t tell anybody?"
"I just spent all night making sure she didn’t," Black said like I had asked a stupid question. "Now if she didn’t tell anybody, somebody had to figure it out. He’s the one we’re looking for." I drove a while longer; thinkin’ that Black had simply stated the obvious. But I should have known better.
"I want my truck back, Nick. And I’ll have it," Black said.
That night when I got to The Late Night, the kid was there talkin’ to Black. The kid, that’s what we used to call Freeze back in those days. Back then, all Freeze did was run little errands for Black and hang out at the club messing with the ladies. They were seated in the back of the club. Black was doing most if not all the talking. Freeze just did a lot of nodding. When I walked up they stopped talking and they both looked at me like I had no business there. I spoke and walked away and began doin’ my usual, which was hanging out, messing with the ladies. They sat there for most of the night, then suddenly Freeze jumped up and rushed for the door.
It was quiet for the next couple of days; nobody even mentioned the robbery, especially around Black. Then Black called me and told me to, meet him at The Late Night before it closes in the morning. We never closed before eight in the morning. I was with a girlfriend of mine and she wasn’t too happy when I rolled out of bed at, "It’s six-thirty, Nick. Where you goin’?"
"Out."
"Out?" she pulled back the covers. "Only place you need to go is in, back in this bed. I want to feel you inside me."
"I’ll be back," I said and armed myself. "You’ll want to feel it even more when I get back." I left there and was up in there about seven that morning, wondering what was goin’ on. I asked if Black was there and Sammy told me that he’d been there earlier and said that he’d be back. Right after I got there, Bobby arrived, and Jamaica wasn’t far behind. They had got the same call from Black, and neither of them knew what was up. Which shocked the hell out of me. Bobby was in on everything.
We all took a seat, had a drink, and waited. When everyone was gone, Black came in. he went straight to the bar and poured himself a drink. He came over to where we were sitting and sat down. "So you gonna tell us what is so important to get me off some pussy at six in the morning?"
"Mine if I finish my drink first?"
"No, by all means, finish your drink," Bobby said. "This better be good; that’s all I’m sayin’."
We talked while Black finished his drink and let Sammy out. Then he led us in the back to the storage room. Black knocked on the door twice and opened the door. There was The Kid, sitting in a chair by the door. As we got in the clear, I saw four men kneeling down on a large piece of plastic. I recognized one of them right away. He dealt blackjack at Cynt’s. Which is Ayana’s game and where she likes to play it.
Bobby started smiling, "What we got here, kid?"
"These the mutha fuckas that robbed us," Black answered.
"You caught them?" Jamaica asked and took out his gun. So did Bobby. Black already had both his guns out, so naturally I pulled mine.
"Freeze did," Black said.
We all looked at Freeze. "By yourself? All at once?" Bobby asked sarcastically.
"By myself. One by one over the last couple of days," Freeze said quietly but proudly.
After that there was no more talk. No questions of how he found them. Me, Black, Bobby, and Jamaica lined up across from
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