Hate the Player and the Game

chapter 12

Chapter 12

Cruze

          I watched the sweat drip off of Lawney's forehead. You could tell he was nervous, shit. If I was tied to a chair with Calli threatening me, I would be scared too. He fidgeted and constantly twitched. His wrist were tied behind the chair and his ankles were tied together. "Now, I'ma ask you one more time.........Where is Slick"? Calli asked Lawney angrily. He was sitting on a couch across from Lawney with his legs crossed. We were in the basement of the trap house and it was unbearably hot down here. I sweated more than I normally did and since it was just me helping Calli out with this interrogation, nervousness had allot to do with it.

"I can't". Lawney says. He was one of Slick's niggas. When me and Calli was driving home from school earlier, we recognized him so we snuck him and drug him down to our basement.

"Do you know what I'lle do to you if you don't". Calli said leaning forward until he was face to face with Lawney.

"Look, if I tell you then Slick will kill me".

"Nigga, I could kill you right now"! Calli shouted. "Cruze"! Calli shouted my name. That meant I had to do something to intimidate Lawney to get answers out of him. When Calli snapped his fingers I got up. He was making me look like some type of slave. I aimed the gun at Lawney's left temple. Calli made eye contact with him. "Where is Slick hiding"? Lawney didn't answer Calli. He just sat there silent. "Cruze". My name left Calli's mouth and I reacted to it by hitting Lawney upside the head with the butt of my gun. Lawney's head had flung to the right, then back in place.

"Alright, alright"! Lawney yelled. He then looked up at Calli. "Look......Slick had been planning this attack on you ever since he stole the money. He was scared that you was gonna find him and kill him along with all of his niggas, so he planned for us to raid yalls house over there on the south side, kill all yall, and set the mutha fucka on fire........but yall had moved. Yall had moved yalls location. Slick was pissed that his plan didn't work out so he told us to light up yalls station and be out.......so we did. We thought that we was givin' yall a warning, but ever since that drive by, Slick had started to panick. He kept telling us that he had to leave. He kept telling' us to get him out of the city".

"Where is he"? Calli asked. Lawney didn't answer that. "Where is he"?! He yelled again. Calli stood up and snatched the gun away from me and aimed it right in between Lawney's eyes.

"He's in Manhattan". Lawney said as he started to panic. Calli's nostril's flared.

"What about the stash"? Calli asked through clenched teeth. Once again, Lawney fell silent so Calli clicked the gun with his thumb to scare him. Lawney gulped hard then said,

"Slick got forty G's on the east side of Harlem......your forty G's. He's got money posted all over New York man. The Bronx, Long Island, Buffalo. Just in case somebody might try to raid his stash, he always knows that he has another one". Calli pressed the gun on Lawney's forehead.

"Where is Slick headed next"? Lawney started to sweat more and more. "Tell me Lawney".

"He.......he's headed to Maryland".
"You better not be bull shittin' me".

"I........I'm not. Now can I please go"?

"Are you kiddin me?......I can't let you go with you knowin where I stay, and plus Slick would kill you dead once he finds out that you snitched....... Lawney you a lil snitch nigga. You mine as well never go back to Slick's crew".

"Whatchu', whatchu' mean"? Lawney asked. His chest was popping in and out because of all of his hard breathing. Calli threw back his head and started laughing. "No California, you said that you'd let me go. LET ME GO"! But Calli just kept on laughing. "LET ME----". Boom! Blood splattered all over my face. This wasn't the first time I seen a nigga die, but to laugh like Calli did, I couldn't see what was funny.