Bag Of Money 2

Chapter 4

Entering Philly, Anthony reeked of death. He was hungry for this kill. People who prolonged murder usually got caught, so he wanted Nikko's death to go smooth and quick. Straight off the highway, Anthony headed for the Four Seasons Hotel. He did not have a plan, nor did he have the slightest clue how things were going to play out. He just had the image of Adrianne being in the hospital bed with an IV running through her veins.

To make the scene even worst, she was pregnant with his first child. He clutched the steering wheel tight. Sweat beaded across his forehead. He wasn't nervous, he was angry. No one knew his rage, but Nikko damn sure was going to feel it. 

Pulling up to the Four Seasons Hotel, Anthony felt his adrenalin rising. He knew what he was about to do could put him away if he got caught, but it was a chance he was willing to take. He parked his car at the corner, still in site of the hotel. Philly was not his area, so he had to peep out the scene. Lurking in his car, Anthony's phone went off and surprised him.

"What's up?" Anthony said, answering the phone.

"Just making sure you was good. Heard that you touched down," Kevin said into the phone.

Anthony didn't know how he did it, but Kevin was the King of Philly. He didn't know how Kevin knew the ins and outs or how he got his spot, but Philly was his.

"Yeah, man, I'm alright. And I found everything I need," Anthony answered.

"Alright then," Kevin said and hung up.

Anthony got situated in his seat. He knew it was going to be a long night. He waited around until 9:00 p.m, and when he finally saw the time and the person he lurked in the night for, a smile came over Anthony's face. Lo and behold, Nikko was in the flesh. A warm feeling came over Anthony. He watched as Nikko went into the hotel. Anthony got out of his car and walked up to the hotel, but he knew he needed a game plan. Nikko was on the run, and he was on the run from him, so he knew Nikko was on the lookout. Just as he approached the hotel, he saw a lady walking past as well.

"Excuse me, miss, can you do me a favor? I will pay you," Anthony asked.

"Muthafucka, do I look like a prostitute to you?" the woman said. Anthony laughed it off. Back in the day, he would have smacked the shit out of her for coming out her face with some smart shit like that. Instead, he came at her with a different approach. Anthony explained to the woman what he needed her to do. He also apologized for any disrespect. The lady agreed to Anthony's proposition and took the $250 Anthony gave her. She walked into the hotel and Anthony stayed a distance behind her. He watched as she walked up to the receptionist and asked for Nikko's room.

"I'm sorry Miss but this guest asked for no visitors," the receptionist said.

"This must be a mistake. See, we just met, so he probably forgot to mention it to you," the lady said.

Anthony watched from a distance. He had his fingers crossed, hoping the lady could pull this off.

The receptionist did some typing in the computer and said, "Room 402."

The lady smiled and walked away from the counter. She took the way around to the elevator so it would not look like Anthony was with her. They made it to the fourth floor, and this time Anthony kept up.

The lady knocked on the door and said "Room service, compliments of the Four Seasons Hotel."

Anthony gave Nikko time to look through the peep hole. Once Anthony heard the locks turning, he grabbed the lady out of the way and she ran down the hall. When Nikko cracked the door, Anthony pushed himself in. Nikko fell on the floor, and his head hit the wall on the way down.

"Now, muthafucka, you must've known I was gonna come for ya ass," Anthony said as he drew his gun.

"Yeah, I knew," Nikko said.

Anthony motioned for Nikko to stand up, which he did.

"Before I kill you, nigga, I just wanna know why. Did you know she was pregnant?" Anthony asked.

"Man, there's rules to the shit. She fucked with mines, so she got fucked, and I don't give a fuck about no damn baby," Nikko said, the words he spoke were cold.

And that was the last thing Nikko could say. Anthony went across his face twice with the back of the gun, and Nikko went down again. He grabbed a pillow from the bed and put it on Nikko's chest. He looked him in the face the whole time he gave him the full clip.

Boc .Boc. Boc. Boc. Boc. Boc.

Nikko's body went limp. As Nikko lay there, motionless, Anthony got up and walked out without looking back. Another mission accomplished, but he wasn't finished yet.