Hood Boys Need Love

3.

Malachi

Within about thirty minutes, I was being handed a file that contains everything that James mustered up about soon to be dead bitch named Noor Weathers.

It's not much. She has petty theft charges that didn't stick and were thrown out. The bitch is a goody-two-shoes compared to most files. Or my own for that matter. She has never done any wrong, of course until she stole from me.

She's twenty-one years old. Has three siblings. Rather the father and mother are in the picture is unknown. Straight A honor roll student in high school. She finished her high school years ranking at number fourteen out of a graduation class of a hundred and forty-five.  She was playing pinball with the number one and number two spot throughout her first three years. Something happened in her life I guess that made her slack off and land at number forty-five for her senior year.

Boohoo every fucking body has a got damn sob story. I mostly learned that she's one of those people who are smart but loves to play dumb. Well, her stupid-ass decision that she should've thought more about has come back to bite her in the ass.

"So, are you going to kill her?" James asked as he hops into the passenger seat of my black 2015 Tesla Model S which is currently parked in closed-off Alleyway blocks away from the sixth district police station where James works.

"I don't know, yet." I shrugged my shoulders as my eyes continued to wander over the little ass page and a half of Noor's file. "If she refuses to give me back everything she took from me and there's no way to reason with her then yes."

I closed the folder back and placed it up in my visor above the driver's seat as I said, "I'm going to put two right in between her eyes."

"Even if those eyes are pretty?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Reallyyyyyyyy," he excessively and slowly dragged out the last letter of that word.

"Duh, motherfucker." I spat as my head shifted towards him.

He tilted his head and twisted his mouth up to me as to say, "really?" with hella more y's than what he used the first time.

"Say what you need to say!" I demanded as I nudged him in his arm.

"You know pretty eyes are your weakness."

I chuckled. "I don't have a weakness."

James smacked his lips. "Even Lucifer has a weakness."

"Well, it's a good thing my name isn't Lucifer." I retorted.

"You seriously don't remember, Marlene?" The confused look on my face encourages him to continue. "The crazy bitch you were fucking around with not too long ago who kidnapped you, your stash, and your people until you agreed to marry her."

"Oh my Gosh!" I threw my hands up in the air then slide them down my face still kind of disappointed that I even got involved with her crazy ass in the first place. But her pussy was the best I ever had it's also the only reason I overlooked her craziness. "That bitch was nuts, bro!"

"Nuts is an understatement MB." James shakes his head releasing a soft laugh.

"You're right." I hissed. "What's your point of bringing up the past though?"