Bedroom Boom

Chapter 10

"Good looking." Taste thanked two of his men by handing them both envelopes full of cash. "Take that rag off." He said calmly.

One of his two workers pulled the pillowcase from over the man's head. The man was bound to a chair that was nailed to the center of the basement floor. His face was dripping with sweat and blood, and his body was shaking with fear. He wanted to cry for help but his mouth was covered with duct tape.

"You know how much trouble I went through trying to find you?" Taste questioned the man in between laughs. "It took every bit of two hours to find you. That was the longest game of hide and seek I ever played." He walked around to the man's backside and placed his hands on the man's shoulder. "I thought you would come find me after I killed your wife but I see yo' bitch ass is better at running. You should know not to play with me. I told you to walk away from this game if you weren't ready. You fucked up $800,000 of my money. That's more than half a million and that ain't nothing to play with." Taste said politely, placing a gun to the man's throat before he continued. "I'm confused though, I mean, did you think I was going to let this shit ride? You already know how I roll. I can't believe your bitch ass tried to play me like that. You a pussy for real. You knew I was going to go holla at your girl, and you weren't even there to help her." Taste took his pistol and smacked the man across the face. "Murk this nigga." Taste verbally signed the man's death certificate before walking out the door to answer his ringing phone. "Whatsup?" He said into the phone.

"Hey, this is Caramelay. We met at the resturant. You said—"

"Whatsup beautiful? I remember exactly who you are. How you doing?" He said, cutting her off before she could say too much over the phone.

"I'm fine, how are you?" Telay replied.

"Cool. Whatsup with you, Gorgeous? where you at?"

"I'm on the east side."

"Can I come get you? We can go out to eat or go shopping or something."

"You asked me to call if I wanted the job. I'm not interested in nothing else." Telay said bluntly. She had been through enough with Flip and she was not about to start her relationship with Taste off as anything more than business.

He laughed at how forward she was before responding, "I'm 'bout to have my peoples to come pick you up. What's the address?"

"Is it possible that you come instead of sending someone? I'm going to be at the Frisch's Big Boy on Hamilton Ave. I got my girl with me too."

"Alight, I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Okay." Telay hung up and smiled at Pepsi to give her confirmation that everything was going as planned. Telay had been doing a little bit of homework on Taste since she had met him in the diner.

To her surprise, almost everyone knew who he was except her and Pepsi. He was one of the biggest drug lords in the state. He was well respected and rumored to be well connected with the MOB, and in line to be head of two separate drug Cartels. He was half Cuban and half Jamaican, which explained his accent. Everything sounded perfect to Telay except for the MOB part. She didn't want to be associated with anyone apart of the MOB, but right now he was the only person she trusted to give her the help she needed. Plus, she got a thrill from getting herself into something she knew she had no business being in.

Taste arrived to get them as quick as he said he would. He pulled up in a gray Rolls Royce Ghost wearing dark blue Coogi jeans and a black hoodie. Pepsi automatically thought it was odd for a man in a Rolls Royce Ghost to be rocking Coogi and a hoodie but she kept the thought to herself as she got into the car.