The Pleasure of Pain (6 page)

Meeting the Connect

Chapter 13
                           

             
Bless went to the basement and grabbed a bag and two twin 45 handguns and put them in his shoulder holsters under his arms. He came back upstairs to see Tess fully dressed in a black dress and one of her thick ass sexy legs leaning on a chair. Tess placed a sub nose 357 revolver in the holster on her inner thigh. “Shit girl looking at those legs I’m ready to go another round,” Bless said with a devilish grin on his face.

             
“Shit boy, I’m sore as hell. I ain’t messing with your ass no more this week,” Tess stated and Bless laughed.

             
“Yo, where Iris?” he asked.

             
“She went home to get some sleep. I hope the poor girl can make the drive to her place after you fucked her like that,” Tess responded.

             
“Hey, no one told her to mess with this big chocolate dick anyways,” he said with a smile. They left the house and jumped into a black Range Rover. “Tess we need to talk,” Bless said.

             
“Okay, we do it on the way there.” Tess jumped in the driver’s seat, pulled her gun out, and passed it to Bless. Bless pressed a button and the floor of the passenger seat moved back opening stash boxes. Bless placed their guns in the bag and pressed the button again until the secret stash boxes were covered up. Tess started the truck and headed to Brooklyn Bridge and uptown to the Bronx on the FDR Drive. They made their way to 183
rd
Street and Andrews Avenue.

             
In the Bronx, 183
rd
Street was one of the worst places. It crossed through most of the Bronx and a lot of people got killed there. That is where Tess’s connect ran most of his business from. Tess had met him three years before while Bless was locked up. So, she would be doing most of the talking for them.  Bless opened the stash box, took out his twin 45’s, and put them in his holster and passed Tess her sub nose 3.57 which she put in her thigh holster. Bless took the bag he put in the stash box and got out of the truck.

             
As Tess lead him to a building filled with Black and Spanish dudes in front just standing there smoking weed and talking loudly, Bless had his hands in his jacket next to his gun and he was ready for anything. He didn’t trust anyone. Tess had told him earlier that everyone around there worked for Ricardo and his brother, Jose. So they were good around there, but they always stayed on point, no matter what.

             
Everybody knew who Tess and Bless were. Their names rang bells on all streets and motherfuckers knew they’d be dead in a heartbeat if they fucked with them or made a wrong move. Tess and Bless walked past the guys in front of the building and pressed a bell that buzzed them in.  They walked up to the third floor to Apartment 309. When Tess was about to ring the bell, the door opened with a tall Spanish guy standing there, “¿Como estas, Tess? How are you doing?” The guy at the door asked.

             
“I’m fine Ricardo and you?” Tess responded.

             
“Lovely, just lovely,” he said while moving to the side to let Tess and Bless enter the apartment. Once inside the apartment Ricardo looked at Bless. “This must be the infamous Bless. I’m happy to finally meet you. The streets have a lot to say about you,” Ricardo stated.

             
“I hope it was all good,” Bless responded as they shook hands.

             
“Some good and a lot scary,” Ricardo said as an overweight Spanish man was standing close by in the living room. Bless looked at the man. “This is my older brother, Jose,” Ricardo replied.

             
Jose didn’t smile nor say a word. He was a straight business and serious type of person. Under his shirt and fat belly was a sixteen shot 9 mm handgun. Tess felt how Bless was taking in everything and started to talk.

             
“So, Ricardo this will be my last time doing business with you,” Tess interjected.

             
“I’m sorry to hear that,” Ricardo responded.

             
Before Tess had gone over there with Bless, she had called Ricardo and told him she was done with the game and not just the drug game, but the contract killing too. She told him not to talk about the hits she did in front of Bless today.  That was cool with Ricardo because he didn’t want his brother, Jose, to know too much of the details about their business anyway.

             
Jose spoke for the first time, “Pass the money so I can weigh it and make sure it’s all there,”

             
Bless passed him the money with an attitude. He didn’t like Jose or Ricardo for some reason and for the fact he was questioned if their money was straight. Jose took the bag full of money, went in the back room, and came right back out.

             
“It’s all there,” he replied.

             
Ricardo got on the phone and called one of his workers outside. “Tess, give me the keys to your car.” Tess passed Ricardo the keys and a young Spanish dude came to the apartment door. Ricardo said something in Spanish and passed him the keys. “It’ll only take a few minutes, Tess.” Ricardo stated.

             
“I know Ricardo,” Tess replied.

             
“For the two hundred and fifty thousand you gave me, I’ll give you a key at ten thousand a piece, but I give you five more keys for all the business we did over the years.”

             
For the whole time Tess and Ricardo spoke, Bless had his hand on his gun in his jacket just in case he needed to pull it out fast. For some reason, he kept on getting a bad feeling about Ricardo. Jose seemed all about business to him, but Bless’ instincts never lied and over the years he learned to trust his gut and his gut said Ricardo was bad news. Even worse, he knew Tess was hiding something from him. The young worker returned to the apartment and handed Ricardo the keys and he passed the keys to Tess.

             
“Well, bye Ricardo. It has been nice doing business with you.” Tess said.

             
“You too, you too,” Ricardo said while shaking Bless’s hand and they left.

             
In the Range Rover, there was a big bag on the floor of the backseat. Bless looked in to find thirty keys of coke. He put the bag in the stash box as Tess started the truck and they took off. “Baby, you okay?” Tess asked seeing that he wasn’t acting like his normal self.

             
“Yeah, I’m just thinking that’s all.” The whole ride home Bless didn’t say a word. Tess knew in her heart that Bless felt that she was keeping something from him and she knew it was only a matter of time before she had to come clean and tell him about the contract killing.

Trying to Reveal the Truth

Chapter 14
                           

             
Meanwhile in the Bronx, Jose was using everything in his power and all his connects to find out who killed his brother up in Philly. His little brother ran the weight spot in Philly before he died and Jose and Ricardo ran everything else from the Bronx to Miami. Jose had already found out it was a paid hit on his brother and that the killer could have been a woman or some kind of set up, but he didn’t have all the information he needed. Jose loved his little brother and had taught him not to trust anyone and it burnt Jose up to know that Hector had let his guard down and let someone get close to him. What was worse to Jose was that it seemed as if Ricardo was always too busy to help him try to find out who killed their brother. For Jose, there was nothing more important than family.

             
Ricardo was sitting on the couch in the living room of his Riverhead house in Washington Heights wondering how he was going to kill his brother Jose and take over the business when a beautiful Spanish woman named Sonja came out the bedroom. “Ricardo, what are you doing, Papi?” She asked, “I need some of your loving.”

             
“I’m thinking, woman. I’ll come to you when I’m ready and not sooner.”

             
Sonja got on her hands and knees and crawled to Ricardo. Ricardo looked at her then he looked in her sexy eyes and couldn’t help but to get turned on. He felt bad because he knew he had to kill such a beautiful woman when he was done with her. He wouldn’t let her leave knowing where he lived, no one knew where his house was at, not even his brother and he was going to keep it that way. Unlike Hector, he remembered what Jose taught him about trusting women and never let anyone know where he rested his head.

             
Sonja pulled down Ricardo’s pants, grabbed his dick, and began to suck it and deep throat it. Putting his dick all the way in her mouth until it touched the back of her neck. Enjoying the taste of him not knowing it would be the last dick she would ever taste. Ricardo laid her on the living room floor and slid into her. “Ooh, si Papi, si Papi, I like it. I like it,” she moaned as Ricardo fucked her harder and harder.

             
Then he put his big hands around her neck and began to squeeze tighter. Sonja thought it was some freaky sex shit and went with it. “Oh Papi, yes choke me, fuck this pussy.” Ricardo did just that. “You like that you slut,” he yelled.

             
“Si Papi, yes.” His grip tightened and Sonja felt as if she couldn’t breathe and then realized she couldn’t. “Ri..Ric…Ricardo, I…I can’t,” the words wouldn’t escape her mouth. She bucked her body to try to throw him off, but he was too heavy. She began to scratch his hands and his face, but her fight went in vain and everything went black. She stopped breathing and Ricardo kept pounding and humping away at her dead body. His last thoughts while he was coming inside her, ‘I’m going to have to dump this bitch in the river when I’m done!’

The Calm b
efore the Storm

Chapter 15             

             
Three months had passed and everything was going as planned for Bless and Tess. They already made eight hundred thousand dollars in drug money and that was after paying all the workers. Omar and Ebony had the Brooklyn spots on lock and Vanessa and Iris were running the Philly spots. Each spot was pulling way over one hundred forty thousand dollars per week easy. Business was good.

             
Even though business was good, Bless’s heart wasn’t into it anymore. He was all about his real estate company. He had just bought a new building in Harlem with some of the money Tess had saved for him. Tess was at the real estate company in Hillside, Queens running the day to day business. Bless was sitting on the couch in their Long Beach home looking at a list of buildings for sale. He planned on going to the addresses and look at them personally and choose a couple to buy and rent them out.  He thought to himself, ‘Soon this will all be over. I’ll be all the way out the game and I could start a family.’

             
His cell phone rang bringing him out his thoughts. He picked it up. “Hi, you have a collect call from a man named G. Press 5 if you want to receive this call, press 0 if you want to disconnect.” Bless pressed 5. “G what’s up buddy, you chilled.” Bless said.

             
“Yeah youngster, you know the same old shit just a different day,” G replied.

             
“Yo, you got that package I sent you,” Bless asked.

             
“Yeah I got it and those butt magazines you ordered for me too.” They both laughed.  Ever since Bless got out of jail, he’d been holding down G and Burt, his two old heads and he held down Gunner for taking the rap for that body. He sent him money and packages. He even sent his family money making sure they were always straight. Bless made sure all three men would never want again. In his eyes and heart real niggas do real things. “Yo G, what’s going on?” Bless asked.

             
“I got some news for you youngster and you not going to like all of what I got to say,” G replied.

             
“Yeah G so speak.”

             
“Yo, that fool June was killed. Someone got him in the shower slipping.” G said.

             
“Well I don’t know why you think I’d get upset over that,” Bless stated.

             
“I’m not done youngster. The person that killed him died too,” G said with a pain in his voice.

             
“Word. Who was that?”

             
G paused for a minute and then said, “It was Burt.”

             
“What the fuck you mean it was Burt? What you trying to say G,” Bless yelled. Bless knew what G had said, but he didn’t want to believe what he was hearing. G was the wild type, not Burt. “Yo G, Burt don’t get down like that,” Bless stated.

             
“Well he did,” G said, “From what I heard, he overheard June talking about snitching on what happened in the yard that day to get you locked back up. So Burt got him while in the shower. He stabbed June four times, but never seen the razor before it was too late. June cut his neck and he bled to death. I was in the yard working out at the time. I didn’t find out what happened until they had the jail on lockdown and correctional officers found Burt and June dead in the showers.”

             
“When did this happen?” Bless asked.

             
“Yesterday youngster, the jail was on lock so I couldn’t call you.”

             
“Shit G, this shit is fucking with my head.”

             
“I know me too,” G replied. “Yo, I got to go. I’ll holla at you later. One youngster.”

              “One G,” Bless said as he hung up the phone. “Shit, how could Burt be dead and he did it for me,” Bless said to no one but himself. Bless was devastated. Burt helped him get through his bid with words of wisdom and knowledge that would always stick with him, ‘Go straight youngster. Life is too short,’ Burt would always tell him. “Shit!” Bless yelled.

             
Bless pulled out a Dutch and some haze weed and rolled it up, sparked it, and smoked for a while hoping the weed would clear his head. When it didn’t work and just left him high, he thought, ‘shit I need to go for a drive to clear my mind.’ Bless went outside and got in to the Burgundy Bentley GT coupe Tess had got him. It was his favorite car because it was a gift from Tess plus the doors that come up in the air.

             
Bless sat in his car and noticed that the car doors were unlocked. His mind was all over the place. Maybe he’d forgotten to lock the car last night. He pressed the start button and the car came to life. Then he realized he forgot his gun.  He went nowhere without it just as he was about to step out of the car. He noticed something in the back seat. It was a black box. The box had numbers counting down from three. “Oh shit!” Bless said and jumped out of the car trying to run as far as he could away from it, but it was a little too late. BOOM! The car blew up and was on fire. Bless was knocked out from the blast. His world was now dark.