Chola Lokka

Pray For Yourself

Lokka chewed on the inside of her cheek as she threw open her door and hopped out of the truck grabbing the 15 pump-action shotgun from the passenger seat.

The Red Boathouse.

She stood on the dock in front of it waiting until Bullet approached her holding two 9mms, one in each hand.

"Really?" He said amused by her choice of gun.

"Can you even handle somethin' that big?" Bullet smirked meaning it exactly how it sounded.

Lokka walked to him getting into his personal space as she placed one hand on his chest, feeling his body stiffen. "Hell yeah. I can handle it, plus more." She licked her lips slowly knowing he was watching her tongue slide across her lips before pushing him away.

"Where your boys?" Lokka asked bouncing from foot to foot. She was anxious to get inside.

Bullet cracked a smile shaking his head, "They're coming right now."

She did a dramatic sigh, just as Yusuf strolled up wielding a Ruger .22 Charger.

He tilted his head back as his eyes washed over Lokka, "My partner's a lil' butthurt after the meeting. So, watch out for a little friendly fire."

"Where is he?"

Yusuf nodded to the Marina Lighthouse, "Hes our sniper up top. On the balcony with a M249 and 2x scope."

Lokka smirked before turning to lighthouse giving him the finger. She knew he could see her just like she knew he was mad as hell right now.

A red laser point appeared on her chest, from his position. Just to piss him off even more, she doubled over laughing heartily which sent his ego crashing down.

The laugh abruptly ended when she tossed her shotgun up cocking it with one hand, "Let's go."

They walked together approaching the side of the boathouse, creeping up the side ramp. The night sky hid them as they walked stealthily.

Bullet froze putting his arm out to stop them from moving forward. He placed his index finger to his lips then to his ear.

Lokka listened and by the voices she heard, there were about 4 guys and at least a girl ahead of them.

Yusuf put his hand up giving some type of signal to his partner. There was a split second of silence before the first shot was fired.

Lokka could tell Cory had shot the female down by the high-pitched scream. Before the others could even process what happened, bullets went through them. Their bodies hitting the deck with a thud.
Lokka was the first one to stand up and move forward. Tiptoeing closer to the boat, she hopped over the edge onto the deck.

"Split up!" Yusuf whispered handing Bullet and Lokka ski masks and Walkie Talkies.

Lokka pull hers down over her face properly, "Search everything." She whispered back before jogging away to start looking.

Yusuf decided to take the upper deck, while Bullet kept the main deck secure. Lokka made sure the volume on the Walkie was turned down so only she could hear it.

Pressing against the wall, she walked quietly toward the back of the boat looking for the steps to the lower level.

Her Walkie beeped, Yusuf's voice came through, "Shit all clear up here. Not a soul. Ya'll find anything? Ya'll cool?"

Lokka stopped when she heard shots coming from inside. She was close enough to a window to look in. Her eyes landed on Bullet who was ducked behind a desk exchanging shots with 6 guys on the boat.