Teflon Mafia by Alicia Howard, Drusilla Mars Page B

Leaf Boys. Mallory’s father didn’t care for Binx because he felt he was a bum and Mallory had even told him that plenty times. Yet when Mallory put him on and he started making a hefty amount of money…without her father’s connection, he was buying by the bundle within months. Binx repaid her back by giving her whatever she wanted; and yes he’d gotten big headed with the money and loose with the honeys by making babies, but he loved Mallory. Though Binx wasn’t concerned with the Coca Leaf Boys, he would most definitely lay whomever down for Mallory.
     
    “You want me to send them young guns up there and see if anybody looking for her?” Styles asked.
     
    “Yeah do that and I have my people trying to see if I can narrow it down to who might be gunning for my head or the Coca Leaf Boys.” Binx explained to his right-hand man.
     
    “Okay cool where you on your way to now?” Styles asked.
     
    “By my house and check it out, then duck off to my other spot. I can’t be around that hospital too much so make sure ya’ boys ready to pull an all-nighter,” Binx said.
     
    “They gonna be good and I’m meeting you at yo’ spot. I’d hate to not be there if something go wrong,” Styles said. “Let me tell these niggas the game and I’ll see you in a few minutes,” he added.
     
    “Alright homie.” Binx said hanging up the phone and putting it in the center console.
     
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    Messiah was two cars behind Binx, but he could tell he was talking on his cell phone. He couldn’t believe the set of balls this dude had beating the living shit out of a woman, bringing her to the hospital, and knowing what room she would be admitted into. Messiah couldn’t put the pieces to the puzzle together for nothing in this world, and had many thoughts of returning her money via wire and canceling the contract. The bullshit he was running into while on this job was not worth getting him or his woman killed.
     
    “I think you should have stayed at the hospital to make sure this dude doesn’t send his goons to murk her ass, then that’s no full payment,” Tiffany said.
     
    “What am I suppose to do? Save her? I don’t fucking think so.   She’s not paying us to be her body guards. That’s not our damn job, we just lay’em down,” Messiah stated. “If he do come in and snuff her out, oh well, we already have half a million from her ass and that’s payment enough for what we have had to go through mentally already.” he informed her.
     
      Tiffany understood that it was just the fact she took her job seriously and no matter what happened she was always paid the amount the contract was set for. Letting Mallory get murked before she got the full one million and two hundred thousand dollars would be giving Teflon Mafia a bad name. Tiffany lived by their job description to the fullest of her ability and she needed Mallory to get paid, she had plans for her man. She wanted to take him to the beach so she could live out her promise of sucking and fucking him for a month there.
     
    “This must be his fucking house!” Messiah said breaking her from the daydream. Her mind was trained on her man and her money. Tiffany turned her attention to the residence while they passed it up and made the block, checking out quick ways to stick and move through the bushes if they needed. Messiah pulled further down the street and waited until they came back out.
     
    “A police live across the street from his house.” Tiffany pointed out the undercover squad car parked there. She just knew a government issued vehicle when she saw one. Twenty minutes passed and Binx was heading back out the house with a book sack on his back and got in his ride. Messiah waited a few seconds and pulled off behind him still trying to be unnoticeable. Tiffany scooted down in the seat in case Binx looked out his rearview mirror.
     
    “We need to get this shit done in two days tops so you better think of something fast if he don’t call