The Teflon Queen (24 page)

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When Shekia finally made it back to New York, she badly needed to get some rest. All she wanted to do was give Kim the package and go on about her business. Shekia sang along with Erykah Badu as she pulled out her cell phone and dialed Kim’s number. It rung several times then went straight to the voicemail. “Fuck!” Shekia sucked her teeth. Not knowing what else to do she opened her phone back up and dialed Bone’s number. He finally answered on the fourth ring. “Yo who dis?”

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It’s Shekia, I got this package what you want me to do with it, I just called Kim, but she ain’t answering.”

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A’ight, bring that joint over to me” Bone said a little too eagerly. “I’m over here at the old spot.”

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On my way” Shekia said snapping her phone shut. “I’m so glad I don’t have to do this shit no more” she said out loud. Fifteen minutes later Shekia pulled up to the old spot and saw Bone and about fifteen other men standing out front. “Hey Bone wassup?” Shekia asked in a friendly voice.

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You got the stuff?” Bone said looking at Shekia like she was a total stranger.

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Yeah fool it’s in the bumpers” Shekia said noticing the fresh bruise that Bone sported under his eye, along with a few other scratches. “What happened to your face?”

“
Got fucked up by the cops” Bone lied as his goons began stripping the car right then and there.

“
You got locked up with Capo?” Shekia asked.

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Huh Capo locked up?” Bone asked turning to face Shekia.

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Yeah he got locked up the other night” she told him. “I’m hearing he might to do some serious time too” Shekia said as she answered her ringing phone. “Hello?”

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Where you at?” Kim asked turning down the music in her car so she could hear.

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I’m here at the spot with Bone” Shekia said.

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What!?” Kim yelled. “Please tell me you didn’t give him the package!”

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Yeah why? I thought we were all on the same team?” Shekia said confused.

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Listen! Get out of there right now!” Kim told her. “Just run Bone is not on our team any more.” Just as Shekia turned around Bone hit her across the face with his gun knocking her out instantly. He then picked up her cell phone and hung it up.

Once the phone went dead in Kim’s ear she immediately stomped on the gas heading to the spot. “Fuck!” she cursed knowing that Shekia was in trouble. Ten minutes later Kim pulled up to the spot and saw Shekia laid out on the ground bleeding lying next to a stripped car.

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Oh my god” Kim said as she rushed out the car and ran to Shekia’s aid. Once she saw how bad of condition Shekia was in she immediately called 911.

EPILOGUE

Once James was fully dressed, a smile quickly appeared on his face, he couldn’t wait to go home to his baby. Angela had been by his bedside for the entire time he was injured and now he couldn’t wait to get home to her.

“
Hey Carter you need to get over here and see this” one of his partners called out to him. James walked over and couldn’t believe his eyes. On his partners laptop was a picture of the gunwoman with her sun glasses, hat and wig removed. The woman who James saw was his sweet lovely girlfriend Angela. Immediately James felt betrayed, and then suddenly remembered that Angela told him that her parents were dead.

“
Are you alright boss?”

“
Yes I’m fine” James said with a sad but crazy look on his face. “Round up the boys, and lets go take this bitch down” James said as he and his crew strapped up and headed to his own house.

Angela paced back and forth waiting for James to arrive home. When she saw headlights beaming through the front window she knew it James. Five minutes later James walked through the front door with a bullet proof vest on with the letters F.B.I across the front, along with his .45 on his hip. Immediately Angela knew something was up because he never wore his weapon while in the house.

“
Hey baby is everything alright?” Angela said noticing a funny look on James face.

“
Why wouldn’t everything be alright?” James asked as he saw the suitcase resting by the door. “You going somewhere?”

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Yes baby we have to leave town immediately, I’ll tell you all about it on the way to the airport” Angela said moving in for a hug. James quickly took a step back and drew his .45 on her. “Don’t fucking move!” He yelled. “Put them hands up!”

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Baby please we have to leave we don’t have much time.” Angela pleaded as she threw her hands up in surrender.

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The only place you’re going is to jail” James said. “What you thought I wouldn’t figure out who you really were?”

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Baby you know who I really am” Angel said hoping he would look past what she did for a living.

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Yeah I do know who you really are The Teflon Queen!” James said with a firm two handed grip on his .45.

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Baby” Angela began as tears ran down her face. “I never meant to hurt you baby, but I’m in big trouble and we have to leave right now or else we’re both going to die right here in this living room.”

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Fuck you!” James growled. “Put your hands on the top of your head and turn around….NOW!”

Angel did as she was told and slowly turned around as she watched James’ every move from the reflection from the T.V. that was turned off. Once he got close enough she quickly spun around, grabbed the nose of his gun, twisted James’ wrist in an awkward direction causing him to drop the gun. “On the floor now!” Angela yelled as she watched as James slowly dropped down to his knees. “If you don’t want to come with me fine, but I have to go” just as those words left her mouth the front door came crashing down as several F.B.I agents filled the house wearing S.W.A.T team, and riot gear. “Drop your weapon and get on the ground now!!” They ordered. Angela quickly stuck the .45 to James’s forehead as she forcefully snatched him up to his feet and spun him around in a choke hold pressing the gun into James’ temple. “Baby I will never hurt you” she whispered in James’s ear as she quickly tried to come up with her next plan. As Angela looked at the F.B.I moving in on her she saw a white man with a long blonde ponytail quietly enter through the front door. He wore an all black suite with black leather gloves on each hand and moved as quiet as a cat. He held an M5 machine gun.

”Behind ya’ll!” James yelled out. When his team turned around The White Shadow was already in motion he squeezed the trigger and waved his arms back and forth until every agent was laid out. Immediately Angel took James down to the floor as she ran and fired the .45 at the ponytailed gunman. Once The White Shadow saw his target make a run for it he squeezed the trigger again waving the gun at Angela and directed his aim in her path. Angela fired two more rounds. As she did an army roll behind the counter in the kitchen. James quickly took cover behind the couch as he removed his spare 9mm. Angela placed her back up against the counter as she and James looked at one another. James gave her a head nod which told her that for right now he was on her side. Angela tossed the .45 to the floor as she removed her silenced .380 from its holster. She then removed a small mirror from her back pocket. She stuck her arm around the corner with the mirror in her hand as she tried to locate the ponytailed gunman who could only be The White Shadow. Angela moved the mirror around but didn’t see the gunman nowhere in site. Seconds later a bullet shot the mirror right out of Angela’s hand.

The White Shadow removed a gas mask from the small of his back and placed it over his face. He grabbed four cans of sleeping gas. He pulled the pins from the sleeping gas and tossed two cans over the counter at Angela, and two over the couch at James.

“
Fuck!” Angela cursed as she snatched the skully off her head. She flicked her wrist, and the knife sat right in the palm of her hand. She quickly cut up the hat and then placed it around her mouth and nose so the gas wouldn’t affect her. Angela looked over at James who was now knocked out from the gas. On the silent count of three Angela sprung up from behind the counter with a two handed grip on her .380 she looked through the entire living room and didn’t see anybody. She slowly inched her way through the living room, squinting her eyes in search of the ponytailed gunman. Out the blue Angela saw a leg come out of nowhere and kicked the gun out of her hand. The same leg then kicked her in the face, causing her to stumble backwards. Standing in front of Angela was The White Shadow. Immediately Angel threw a quick jab followed by a hook. The White Shadow blocked the first jab, and weaved the hook as he landed a straight open hand to Angela’s face. He threw a quick side kick at Angela, she weaved it by inches as she caught his leg, and foot swept him dropping him down on his back. The White Shadow quickly lifted his other leg and kicked Angela across the face. The White Shadow laid on his back and pulled a 9mm from his holster.

Angela quickly turned and tried to make a run for it. As she ran she removed her other .380 jumping through the front window, as two bullets exploded in her back and side forcing her completely out the window. Angela landed on her side on the front lawn. The first thing she did was return fire. Even though Angela was in pain she knew she had to get out of there. It took all her strength to get back up as she limped to her Red Lamborghini. She hopped in the front seat and backed out of the drive way. The White Shadow hopped out the front window with his M5 in his hand. He squeezed the trigger waving his arms back and forth. Angela placed the Lambo in drive and peeled off as she heard bullets pinging and bouncing off her car.

The White Shadow quickly jogged over to his all black Aston Martin. He hopped behind the wheel and gunned the engine. He kept one eye on the road as he reloaded his 9mm with the extended clip doing about 90 miles per hour.

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What the fuck!” Angela yelled as she touched her side as she flew down the street. She was happy that the bullet didn’t rip through her vest. She kept peeking through the rear view mirror as she maneuvered from lane to lane at a high speed.

The White Shadow stuck his arm out the window and fired two shots at the Lamborghini’s back window. Angela ducked down as she heard her back window shatter. She quickly made a fishtailed turn on to the highway as she flew down the ramp. “Think, think, think” Angela yelled as she banged on the steering wheel.

The White Shadow stuck his arm out the window and fired three shots at Angela’s back tire.

Angela gripped the steering wheel as she lost control of the car. The Lamborghini spun around about three to four times before two other cars crashed into her causing her car to finally come to a stop. Angela felt the warm blood trickling down her face as she looked up, and saw The White Shadow slowly getting out his car with a gun in his hand. Angela panicked as she searched around the car for her .380 she had dropped it during the crash. She felt down on the floor searching for it as she saw The White Shadow getting closer and closer…………