Cry Revenge (23 page)

Robert started to argue, but Red cut him off. "Kenyatta asked me to be in charge to a certain degree, you know, so I felt it was my duty to see that everything went off right. You ain't forgot, have you, Robert, that I was on my way back in just to get you?"

For just a minute, Robert looked around sheepishly, then he regained his bravado. "Yeah, I know you were, but you ain't forgot either that you ordered me to stay there to the last and watch that fat-ass banker."

"Goddamn it," Charles cried out, "I meant to put a slug or two into his fat ass. I hate a whitey who looks like that bastard. I mean, you can actually tell he's a flunky motherfucker on a black nigger's ass."

"Well, you don't have to worry about him no more. That's one honky that won't be giving out any more orders, unless it's in hell."

Betty turned onto a side street. "I hope you done put them guns and money inside those shoppin' bags," she said as she pulled up beside a small compact car. Inside was a woman who looked as if she was white.

The woman glanced up and down the street anxiously as Betty parked beside her. "Hi, Arlene," Betty yelled as Red slipped out of the car and took the keys from Arlene. He went around and opened up the trunk of her car and put the shopping bags inside. When he came back, he removed the trunk key from the ring before giving the keys back to the woman.

"Well, we'll be seeing you around, honey," Betty called out sweetly as she pulled away. She watched in the mirror as Arlene drove off. "Well, that takes care of that. Arlene is so light that, if the police should stop her, she won't have no trouble because they'll think she's a white girl and let her go."

"That's sure enough cool, but what's cooler yet," Zeke said from the back, "is that we ain't got that hot shit in the car with us no more."

"Amen," Robert said. "You can sure as hell say amen to that!"

When Betty stopped at another intersection a police car cruised past them slowly. The driver gave them the once-over, but seeing a woman driving must have thrown him off because he kept on going.

"I'll say amen, amen, loud and clear now," Red said, and they all laughed. They knew now that they could really relax. They were home clear. There was no more need to fear a bust. Everything had been taken care of.