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Date Posted: 12:57:57 07/15/02 Mon
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hot_cocoa_86
's message, "Re: The Getaway (pt. 4)" on 20:16:56 07/11/02 Thu
(((THANX AGAIN PEEPZ)))
Back in Las Vegas…
“What are we gonna do?” Jarell asked while trying to recover from his hangover.
Mario grabbed an icepack from the table in front of him & placed it on his forehead, “Yea, I mean it’s bad enough ya girl stole tha money, but she also shot our tires out.”
James just sat back in his chair keeping his face hidden under the shadows, while smoking a ‘black & mild’, as the others sat under the lamplight. He just sat there puffing as the floating river of smoke streamed away from his cigar into the light. He finally leaned forward into the light & spoke without sounding malcontent. “I somehow expected this to happen, so that’s why I always have a backup plan.” And with that he picked up the phone & dialed someone’s number.
It took a minute but somebody finally answered & James took no time giving out biddings. “ Yea man I’ve got something for you to do for me… Well whatever you’re doin’ now will have to be put aside ‘cause this is business”. James lay back in his chair & continued his conversation “ I need you to keep a lookout for somebody for me, they should be ‘round your area by now”.
Meanwhile with the girls…
They were jammin’ to ‘Pop Lockin’,’ by West Coast Bad Boys. Lola was hanging out the window while the girls were singin’ along to the music & then Ra had transcended up to at least 80 so Ashley pulled Lola back inside so she wouldn’t fly out the window.
“Don’t you think you should slow down a lil’ sis?” Ashley said while tightening her grip on Lola making sure she wouldn’t prop herself back over the window.
Rashida looked at Ashley with a nonchalant look on her face, “Girl there isn’t a cop in miles, & we need to hit Cali in under 2 days, before James gets on our ass.”
“Girl I don’t know, this hot ass heat could blow your motor, ya know.”
“ Uh, who’s the mechanic here girlie? I know what I’m doin’.” She then turned her attention from me onto the radio when ‘Ooo Wee’ by Master P came on. “ That’s my song!”
I just shook my head as I watched her try to dance & drive at the same time. Then all of a sudden a clamorous sound scared us & before we knew it the car was swerving off the road. When the dust cleared we knew then that we were stationary, Rashida loosened her grip from the steering wheel & I let go of the dashboard.
“What tha hell was that??” Ra asked looking dumbfounded.
“ I don’t know…. you’re the mechanic remember?”, I said sarcastically.
She unbuckled her seatbelt & opened the car door, “Funny Lee.”
I finally realize something…where was Lola? I looked under my seat & then in the backseat. I then jumped out of the car, “I can’t find Lola!!” Then the thought of her being under the car had me in dismay. I bent down slowly & took a quick peek, but she wasn’t under there. I then heard barking a couple of yards away from across the street. It was Lola. I ran over to her & picked her up clutching her tight. She must’ve jumped out ‘cause there were only minor scars on her. I then reached the car again. “You almost killed my dog Rashida!”
She chewed on her gum, blew a bubble, & then popped it. “My bad sis.”
“You damn right YO bad. Shit!” I said angrily while petting Lola.” What did your crazy ass do to the car now?”
Rashida slightly kicked the front left tire “ It ‘s just a flat.”
“Just a flat? You say that as if it weren’t that big of a deal.” My sarcasm kicked back in “Oh but I forgot…you’re the mechanic…you always know what cha doin’.”
Rashida just took a look at me liked she wanted to slap me.
I just continued, “We ain’t got no jack, no spare, no nothin’!”
Ra sighed “Lee…”
I cut her off “Ra we’re ASS out!!! There isn’t a gas station or garage in miles!”
“Listen stupid! I got a cell phone remember?”
“That is if it didn’t fly out the car when you suddenly forgot how to drive.” I opened the passenger side door & sat down in the seat while Rashida searched for the cell phone on her side of the car. It took her awhile, but within 10 minutes she finally found it. “See Lee?”
“Yea, yea, now hurry up! This heat is killin a sistah.”
She then ignored me & dialed ‘00’, got the number for a tow truck, & then called for the driver.
While we were waiting a thought popped him my head. “Um Ra, don’t I need a disguise so I won’t be reported?”
She sat on the trunk of the car. “ You already got rid of the wig & contacts so I think you’re safe and besides I don’t think peeps out here have cable, so they won’t see tha news.”
I laid my seat back, “Nigga it’s 2002, peeps out here have satellite, c’mon lets be real Ra.”
From a distance we could see a truck coming, so we stayed alert. Rashida unlocked the trunk, to zip the bag of money up & to also grab something for me. “Here” she said, handing me a cap & locking the trunk.
“Like this shit really gon’ help Ra.” I said skeptically.
“Just keep cool & we’ll be straight.” She said placing the cap on my head low enough to cover my eyes.
The truck finally pulled off the road over towards us. Then a guy got out of the truck, stepped down & approached us. He stood at 5’9, had skin like chocolate, & his unbraided curly natural hair lay down a little past his shoulders. Without properly introducing himself he just looked at Ra’s car, hooked it up to the truck, & then got back in his truck. He just sat there for a moment & then finally asked “You two getting’ in or what?” Ra & I just nodded our heads & walked towards the truck. I heard Ra mumble something that sounded like “Rude ass.” I just laughed to myself & got inside. He just started up the engine & then we were back on the road.
(((STAY TUNED)))
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