Hood Math (HDLY#4)

Chapter five

The woman came out of her house like she did every morning in a closed bathrobe with pajama bottoms and slippers. She flicked her long locks as she opened the mailbox stationed right outside her two story home. She opened the box and flicked through the stack of mail she was so used to seeing,

She nodded at some then stopped when she stopped at a letter that caught her interest. She looked around nervously then hurried back in the house.

Tamel smiled from the black Caprice that he was in a few blocks down. She had gotten his letter. He knew she wouldn't be happy to see the letter but she had to know it was coming one day.

Tamel thumbed his fingers on the steering wheel imagining what must be going through her head as she read the letter and what she was doing. Tamel knew it was short notice and while she may have accepted it, he had a hunch she wasn't expecting it now.

Tamel sighed at the thought that it had to come to this but he had no choice. This may be his last time to see this through. He was just as wanted as Train was even though the authorities never caught him. Tamel's name was linked to Train all over every News and social media out there and it was only a matter of time before there would be an all-out manhunt for him as well. People probably believed Tamel was the key figure in Train's escape.

Tamel wish he could take credit for that. He wished he actually did have a part in that. Tamel was working on a plan but nothing seemed to come together because first he needed the resources to pull it off but most importantly he needed the money. His money was scattered all over the place and while he was working on getting his hands on it, someone beat him to the punch. Someone mighty powerful, he might add.

At first, Tamel thought it was Lady Gayle that played a hand in it but for some reason he couldn't wrap his head around why that was unlikely. Something about the way it went down made him think otherwise real fast. The News wasn't giving anyone pretty much to go on but Tamel just had a hunch it was someone other than Lady Gayle.

Only person that really came to mind was the main puppet master. Or should he say, the puppet mistress. The only person he knew for a fact could make things happen like that was Envy.

Tamel found out about Envy being Lady Gayle's handler through his connection with Wiz. Despite Wiz playing both sides of the fence, Wiz was a master at finding out information. In the end, Wiz choose Lady Gayle and company and Tamel understood.

Wiz knew Tamel and Train's reign would soon be over. They had a good run but the bottom line was Tamel wasn't ready to build an empire. Tamel knew he was still too green for that type of power even though it did feel good to be a hood mogul for a while.

Tamel thought about all that he been through just in the last months and just couldn't believe he was still alive and unscathed. He was still able to make moves even though he lose his Playbook and his best player had vanished from the team.

Tamel took a deep breath and leaned back in the comfortable upholstery that made his driver's seat such a delight. He looked at his cell phone that was placed face up on the dashboard.

He knew he was taking a chance, a big one, but he still felt he had to take it.

Tamel knew it was a gamble but he had survived this long off his gambles and hunches so why not push the envelope. It was a long shot but worth it even through the means to get to the end wasn't something he really wanted to do.

Tamel had to result to his old ways to make stuff happen. He knew it could go either way but he was glad that it worked out. Or at least for now. Tamel knew he was taking the biggest chance of his life but it was too late to turn back now. What was done was done. If it backfired then he would have to just deal with the consequences like he always did.