The Big Lick

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Kelly's heels click in the way only $2,000 footwear can as she struts through the corridor of the building.

With every step, her hips sway gently.

There's an undeniable aura that radiates from her every move.

She knows she's the baddest.

Rihanna hits the elevator button.

As the doors slide open, she gestures for Kelly to step inside.

Tori follows closely behind.

The elevator hums softly as it descends, the numbers above the door ticking down to the basement level.

As the doors part with a soft chime, Kelly steps out, met with the sight of her little sister with a gun to a man's head.

The fluorescent lights overhead cast a harsh glare, illuminating the beads of sweat trickling down the man's forehead, his eyes wide with fear.

Her sister, with her jaw clenched and brow furrowed, stands rigid, the gun steady in her hand.

"Where is my money, Caleb?" Kelly questions curiously.

"I don't have it, but I can get it!" He says.

She can see the desperation etched on his face.

Tori sets a chair down in front of the captive, and Kelly settles into it, her posture relaxed yet alert.

"Thank you," she expresses to her, her voice calm.

She shifts her focus back to the man before her, who is bound to the chair.

"You said that last time. I gave you 2 weeks to come up with the money." She replies with an even tone, her eyes narrowing slightly as she studies him.

"I have half in a safe at home!"

Rih drops a bag on the ground. "The contents of your safe. $5,000 and your birth certificate. That's not half of $300,000." she says.

"That's actually about... 30 times less than half." Kelly responds doing quick calculations in her head.

"Please! I can get it!" He cries.

"If you could get it, why haven't you?" She wonders.

"I was-" He's cut off by a bullet ripping through the side of his head.

The force of the shot knocks his corpse to the ground with a thud that reverberates in the silence.

Kelly exhales slowly as she processes the abrupt shift in the atmosphere.

She surveys the scene with a detached curiosity, her expression inscrutable as she takes in the lifeless form sprawled on the ground.

"Teyana, I was in the middle of a conversation with him," she says, her voice calm, as if discussing the weather rather than the violent end of a life.

She reaches out her hand and Tori passes her a handkerchief.

She carefully wipes the fine spray of blood from her arm, the fabric absorbing the evidence of the chaos that has just erupted.

Thank goodness this dress is sleeveless.

"Y'all wasn't talking about nothing. And he wasn't going to give you the money." She responds sliding her gun into her waistband with ease.

Kelly can't help but feel a brief flicker of irritation.

"That's not the point. You're too impatient." she counters.

"I'm not impatient. I just don't feel like wasting time. We knew the nigga was going to die tonight. Why prolong the inevitable?" she questions.

She has a point.

"Fair." Kelly concedes rising to her feet. "Did he have anything of value at his house?"

"He still had a good amount of the drugs and she had some jewelry. It's all upstairs in the office." Rih says.

"Worth?" She asks.

"In total about $87,000."

"Hit his brother for the rest. Rih, you're with Tey." She says heading back to the elevator.

"Where are you going?" Teyana asks her.

"To fuck my bitch." She says stepping into the elevator with Tori.

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🧍🏽‍♀️ A much shorter chapter idk. Lol.

It's my son's 2nd birthday today! 🥳
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