Tied to a Boss

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front end of the rental truck, and Dante stepped forward to meet the guy.
    Once Dre had both briefcases and was back beside Dante, he laid both briefcases on top of the truck’s hood opening them both.
    Looking over to his left seeing the briefcase filled with money while the other had two bricks of heroin inside, Dante saw Dre check under a few of the stacks of bills just as Big Daddy called out again, asking where his sister was.
    Slowly smiling as Dre closed the briefcase, Dante looked back to Big Daddy saying, “Your sister is close by, but answer one question before I tell you exactly where’s she’s at.”
    “What the fuck now?” Big Daddy asked loudly.
    “You know someone named Tony T who used to fuck with your sister, Rachel?” Dante asked, still smiling a small smirk.
    “Who the fuck you talking about? Who the fuck is Tony T?” Big Daddy yelled starting to lose his patience.
    Shaking his head Dante laughed as he looked to his left saying. “Hey yo, Tony T. He don’t even remember you braw, crazy shit.”
    “This is fucked up,” Tony T said as he stepped into view after watching from the dark shadows at the side of the corner of the mall’s front entrance front doors.
    Hearing another voice, he turned his attention to his right just as his men’s yelled in warning. Big Daddy had enough time to see the dark brown-skinned guy with the AR-15 gripped in both hands right before the poorly lit parking lot lit up with the AR-15 he was holding.
    * * *
    After dropping Vanessa off at home feeling unwell, but feeling better than she did the previous night, Alinna told her girl to call her later as she walked up to the front door to her town house.
    Hearing her cell phone ring as she pulled her keys from her purse, Alinna unlocked her front door first and turned back to wave at Vanessa, but then pulled her cell phone from her left side pocket.
    Breaking out in a huge smile at seeing Dante calling, Alinna answered as she stepped inside the house. “Hey baby, where are you? You still in Alabama? How long you planning on being there? When are you coming home? I miss you.”
    “Damn shorty, you plan on breathing?” Dante asked laughing.
    Smiling at his response, but smiling harder Alinna asked again, “When are you getting home?”
    “We should be in Miami by morning sometime around 3:00.”
    “So everything went okay there in Alabama?”
    “Everything went good, shorty?
    Smiling harder, Alinna said, “Well, I’ve gotta talk to you when you get home. It’s important.”
    “Talk.”
    “Not over the…”
    “You said it was important, shorty. Talk”
    “Dante it can wait until you get home. We’re okay and it’s all okay, alright?”
    “We’ll be there in a few hours.”
    Hearing the anger in his voice recognizing Dante was upset, she simply couldn’t tell him what she had to tell him. Alinna also noticed he didn’t catch her little clue that she gave him with the whole, “We’re okay,” thing she said. “I love you Dante.”
    “Yeah, love you too, Alinna,” Dante told her, but hung up the phone right afterwards.
    Shaking her head smiling again after Dante hung up the phone Alinna headed up to her bedroom to shower and change into something to where to bed.
    * * *
    Not sure how long she was asleep or when she fell asleep, Alinna opened her eyes, feeling someone brushing the side of her face gently with his hands, slowly smiling once she realized she was seeing Dante seated beside her on the bed. “Hey baby, you just got here?”
    “Yeah,” Dante answered, brushing back her hair from her face.
    “How you feeling?”
    “I’m good, I just miss you?” Alinna told him, sitting up and hugging Dante around the neck.
    “How’s the baby?” Dante asked, speaking into Alinna’s ear.
    Pulling back and looking at Dante in complete surprise, Alinna stared into Dante’s eyes for a moment. “Who told you?”
    “You did,” Dante answered, and then said, “I caught on to what you said after we

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