On The Rise

Chapter 26: The First Time

        Taj's hazel brown eyes followed my every move, around the coffee table before I took a seat on it slowly, holding my gun lazily. He started to move, and my finger pulled down on the trigger, the bullet spit out of the gun making a silent whistling. He paused when the bullet attacked the couch right next to where he was sitting. It could have been a lung if it were six more inches over. "I simply asked for you to answer a few questions, so don't make this difficult," I said cocking my head to the side. He smirked and licked his lips, before sitting back and  stretching his arms over the top of the couch.  "You've got pretty good aim for a girl," he said sourly. My first thought was to shoot him in his knee caps, but I didn't need to be starting unnecessary trouble for myself and Rico. 

         "Go fuck yourself...," I said taking in a deep breath. "Now first question, who was the last person you had a meeting with," I asked, cocking my gun. "You want to do this on the bed, I'm sure we'd both be more comfortable there," he said leaning his head back stalling for time no doubt. I groaned and walked closer to him, his head snapped up quick and his eyes followed me. I rubbed my hand down his left arm all the way to his neck. As soon as I was fully behind him, he tried getting up again, but I had expected that. Grabbing him by his right shoulder, I brought an arm around his neck and used my other hand to bend his right arm behind his back. Pushing him back down to the couch i forced his head between his legs. "Come on Tajary just make this easier for the both of us, your guards have already been dealt with so no need for the stalling," I lied easily applying pressure to his twisted arm. It's easy for a man to think he can over power a woman, but somehow it never turns out the way they expect. "Who sent you huh, was it Victor," he asked through gritted teeth.

         "Sorry, don't know any Victor's, was he the last guy you met with," I asked tightening my grip as he tried to wiggle loose. He was still silent, I sucked my teeth and let go of his neck to point the gun at the back of his dome. "I'm getting tired of playing with you," I barked. "If he was...," he joked rhetorically. "Who before him? A lady and a gentleman," his body paused and he turned his head as much as he could. "You talking about Cat and Grim? Look I ain't got shit to do with them if they killed someone you know. They don't even work for my father they work for a nigga named Butcher down in Texas. Since Butcher, and my dad have a few of the same connections, Butcher thought he'd send us a helping hand. My father hasn't  even met them!" 

  "How do you know all of that," I asked pushing his head deeper into his legs?

  "Can you loosen up so I can speak," he barked trying to shake away from me. "AHH!"

  I tightened up and twisted, "Don't answer my questions with a damn question!"

  "They told me! They were sent here to help my father start up an army of niggas to take out some new crew that came into our territory trying to take over. Butcher, a friend of my fathers, sent them saying they were the best, but they haven't been back to talk to my father in months so we moved on without them. We thought it was disrespectful, on they part but that's all I know about them!" 

  "I'm gonna let you sit up now. But see that picture up on the wall, over the fireplace," I asked loosening up and pulling him back so he could look. "Right in the eye of that woman, is a loaded gun pointing dead at you from the next room over. So the minute you feel like getting excited, or jumpy, I'm going to give my girl the signal. And if she misses I won't, " I lied. This lying thing was becoming easier and easier. I watched him as he squinted his eyes and looked at the picture. I gripped his arm a little less than before, until finally letting it go. I looked out the window as I walked around the sofa, before going and taking a seat on the coffee table. I locked eyes with him, and watched as his eyes went from the picture to me and back again. "So you haven't heard from them in months?" He nodded to my question.