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Looking back at the woman he could feel his heartbeat increase as every step she took came closer to the Escalade.
She stopped at a red beat up hatchback 71 Toyota and put her packages and kids in the car. Coming around the vehicle slowly, she stopped near the back and looked directly at Derrick narrowing her eyes suspiciously as if she knew he was looking at her.
He put the binoculars down quickly, rubbing his eyes when she broke eye contact and got into her car driving away. She knows youre following her? Derrick questioned Carne as the Escalade began to follow the hatchback at a five-car distance. Keeping nonchalance in his tone was very difficult, but he knew he had to stay on top of this matter if it had to do anything with Carne despite the fact that Derrick didnt want to get involved in any of Carnes shit.
She wasnt tying to avoid them, but Derrick knew she was very aware Carne was stalking her.
Carne shrugged indifferently at Derricks questions. Most likely. She looks like the sweet and innocent, but I think this bitch has something up her sleeve. Shes more intelligent than she appears and shes going to try to do anything to get out of this mess her husbands got her involved in.
Trying to keep the upset out of his voice, Derrick asked, Do you know who she is? Or anything about her?
Only that shes married to a gambling thieving drug addicted prick that owes me eighty grand. I saw her briefly a while back when she first had babies, but I dont think she noticed or remembered me cause I was younger looking then, when they lived in Davenport. Carne took the binoculars to watch the woman. They got one more day to give me my shit with interest. He ordered his driver to keep a good distance. Her husbands been my lab rat for a while, but I got some clues that he was stealing shit. Hes so stupid not to think that I wouldnt be watching his ass cause he stole some shit from someone else to help me get my shit together. You think Im just gonna easily trust his ass? Hell naw! He chortled to himself. His own buddy told me that he was stealing shit, although I already knew, and I even recorded conversations with this son of a bitch saying that I wont do shit when I find out. Carne snorted incredulously. He dont know who the fuck hes dealing with, fucking college drop out. Ill slit his throat, rape that bitch of his, and break his kids neck, if he tries to fuck with me on this shit.
Derrick clenched his fist and gritted his teeth forcing himself to not break Carnes nose. Over the years, Derrick had grown to an impressive six foot five feet in height and kept his normal weight under two-fifty although when he had played football he allowed his weight to get up to three hundred. Being in jail, he found too much time on his hands to pump up his chest, arms and legs so most of his clothes had to be custom made because he was nothing but brawn. Keeping in peak physical condition over the years, after college was easy because it prevented him from getting so stressed. What about her husband? Didnt he object that you would have to use her to get your money back?
Hell naw. Thats his only collateral about now. Hes so deep in debt with loan sharks around town he aint ever gonna pay it all back. If I didnt get to her then those sharks damn well would have had her and her kids walking the street. When I told his wife what I was going to do, you know that bastard didnt say one fucking word. Bobby aint nothing but a weak ass bastard and he needs to crawl back under whatever fucking rock he crawled from.
So why isnt he the one youre watching since he doesnt give a shit what happens to his wife? He could skip out and leave the debt on her shoulders, Derrick said.
Number one because he left late last night after I told them I wanted my money and hes been getting high in Cass Corridor and gambling the last of what he was supposed to pay back over at Greektown like he dont have a damn care in the world. And number two that bastard, in his own sick way needs this bitch. Plus those kids mean the world to his ass even though he dont take care of the bastards. Cane snickered cruelly. She got spunk, Derrick, and theres just something about her that makes me… For and instant, Carne was struck speechless. …You know when you try to come up with one word to describe someone? When I saw her last night, I thought of the word brilliant. It was like there was this thing that I couldnt put my finger on and I wanted to… Again was lost for words and shrugged it off. I cant explain it. He nudged Derricks thigh. Maybe Ive give her to you instead of using her on the streets. Im positive her pussy can get all that Canadian softness out your ass. You want her?
Teach Me To Love – Chapter 17 Part 2 (c) 2005 Sylvia Hubbard