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Can you believe this shit?

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What’s Gonna Happen Next? – Chapter Twenty-Three

I stood at the front door before Agent Morris while his female colleague stood next to him. Both of these white folks gave me a suspicious look. And before they started questioning me, I beat them to the punch and started the dialogue myself. “Oh my God! Y’all scared me.” I said.

Agent Morris spoke first. “We’re sorry about that. But we’re curious to know where you’re on your way to?”

I hesitated for a moment to think of a good explanation. And the only thing I was able to come up with was, “I wasn’t going anywhere. But I was going to the car to put my things in there.” I lied. And even though I tried to be sincere with my response, Agent Morris wasn’t buying my story. He threw a monkey wrench in my plans and I was about to pull out my fucking hair.

He literally stepped forward and pushed me back into the apartment. “No, that’s not gonna happen. Agent Sean Foster instructed Agent Wise and I to come over and provide you with some sort of protection until they can apprehend Bishop.”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me! I don’t need any protection.” I snapped as he pushed me backwards.

“No. We’re not kidding. And yes, you do need protection.” Agent Morris commented after he and Agent Wise entered into the apartment.

I stood in the middle of the living room floor with my travel bags in hand and I didn’t like this picture I saw at all. There was no question in their minds that I wasn’t too happy about them being here. So, after Agent Morris locked the front door, I said, “Can you tell me how long I’ve gotta wait here before I’m able to leave?”

“I’m not sure, but as soon as we hear something, you’ll be the first to know.”

I sucked my teeth and stomped away from them. “This is some bullshit!” I replied sarcastically. I was so mad that I could’ve cursed those two agents out and cared less what they thought about me.

“Agent Foster said you had some money for him. So, where is it?” Agent Morris asked.

By the time his question registered in my mind, I had walked back into my bedroom and dropped my things on the bed. The first thought that came to my mind was to give him a hard time, but then I said to myself that I wouldn’t be helping my situation by being an asshole, so if I wanted to win their trust and play them at their own game, then I’d be able to turn this thing around and use it for my benefit. “It’s in the kitchen.” I finally told him.

After I told agent Morris where the money was I heard him go into the kitchen to retrieve it. The other agent did a tour of the house. I suspected she did this to make sure we were the only ones inside of the apartment. A few minutes later agent Morris appeared at my bedroom door. For the first time I got a really good look at this guy and I had to admit that he was a very handsome man. He was clean cut but he had some swag about himself. Dressed in the normal suit and tie ensemble he wanted to know where was the shoebox that the money was stored in.

The Nike shoebox was on my bed so I handed it to him. "Anything else you need?" I asked.

"No, I think this will be it for now." he told me and then he walked away from the door.

Now even though I was inside of my apartment it sort of felt like I was caged in a cell. I mean, I literally had the feelings that I was being held against my will. And I didn't like it one bit. How dare these motherfuckers come in here and rain on my parade? Were they insane? I had all the right in the world to leave and go on about my business. But Sean threw some shit in the game and found a way to come in the back door on my ass. And the crazy part about all of this is, he knew he was sending these agents over here to babysit me, but his slick ass failed to mention it over the phone. I mean, I had been straight up with him, so why in the hell hadn't he done the same?

Getting the shitty end of the stick!

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Damn Federal Agents – Twenty- Four

Twenty-five minutes passed and I heard one of the agents phone ringing. When I heard Agent Morris talking, I knew it was his phone that rung. “What do you mean he’s not there yet?” I heard him say.

I was watching TV in my bedroom but I was more interested in hearing his conversation so I grabbed the remote control and turned down the volume. “No, he hasn’t been here.” Agent Morris continued to talk. And then he said, “I don’t think he has but hold on, let me go and ask her.” Seconds later, he appeared at my bedroom door. “Excuse me Lynise, but has Bishop tried to call you?” he asked me.

“No, he hasn’t. My phone hasn’t rung since the last time he called.” I told him.

Agent Morris got back on his cell phone and relayed the message to the caller. I suspected that it was Agent Sean because he mentioned in an earlier conversation that he and a couple more agents were going to head over to the clinic and wait for Bishop to get there. But, after hearing this call, I’m forced to believe that he hasn’t run into him as of yet. “Is that Agent Sean?” I blurted out.

“Yes. He’s saying that he’s at the clinic but Bishop isn’t nowhere in sight.” Agent Morris said.

It was definitely a shocker to hear that Bishop hadn’t gotten to the clinic yet. And not to jinx myself, but it wouldn’t surprise me if he got there and spotted the FEDS posted up and left. “Well, I don’t know what to say. He said he was going there. So, maybe he changed his mind.” I said.

Agent Morris spoke with Agent Sean for another minute or so and then he hung up with him. But less than one minute later, my cell phone rang. And my heart started pounding instantly. I knew it was Bishop before I looked at my phone. He was the only one besides Bria who had my number so this was a scary moment for me. Both agents ran into my bedroom the minute they heard my Blackberry ring. “Is that Bishop calling you?” Agent Morris asked me.

I looked down at my phone. “Yeah, it’s him.” I managed to say. My heart was beating uncontrollably.

“Answer it before he hangs up. But put it on speaker.” He instructed me.

“Hello,” I finally said. I tried to act as cool as possible. I couldn’t afford to bring any suspicion upon me. Bishop was already a leery man. And he trusted absolutely no one, especially after what Bria did to him. So, I had to play this thing right.

“Where the fuck you at?” he screamed through the phone.

I was so at a lost for words. I didn’t know what to tell him. So, I looked at both of Sean’s watchdogs for their assistance. “Tell him, you’re getting ready to leave the apartment.” Agent Morris whispered.

“I’m getting ready to leave the apartment.” I finally said.

“What are you fucking stupid or something? Didn’t I tell you to meet me like almost forty-five minutes ago?” he spat.

“Yeah, but I was trying to pack up some clothes, so that took a little of the time.” I explained.

“Did I tell you to pack up come fucking clothes?” he roared.

“No.”

“Well, why the fuck are you wasting my time Lynise? I’m trying to get the fuck out of Jersey and you’re fucking around with my shit. Now, getcha’ ass out of the house now.”

“Ask him will he still be at the clinic?” Agent Morris whispered.

“Did you still want me to meet you at the clinic?”

“Hell nah! I left that place a long time ago. Niggas kept looking at me strange at that joint so I dipped.” He began to explain. “Meet me at the outlet mall and go to the food court and I’ll meet you there.”

“Ask him what kind of car he’s driving?” Agent Morris whispered once again. But this time, his words came out a little louder and unfortunately Bishop heard him.

I tried to muffle my phone but it was too late. “Who the fuck is that talking?” he flipped out.

“It ain’t nobody. That was the TV you heard.” I tried to cover it up.

“You’re a motherfucking lie bitch! I know what I heard! You’re trying to get me locked up like that other bitch! But I got something for y’all asses!” he screamed.

Immediately after he went on his ranting spree, the phone went dead.

I swear, I hadn’t been so terrified in my life. I thought Duke’s ass was crazy when I was fucking around with him. But Bishop got more serious problems that Duke. This damn man just threaten my life and I was definitely not okay with it. So, I looked at Agent Morris and said, “Thanks for putting me on his fucking hit list!” Then I got up from my bed and left my bedroom.

Both agents followed me down the hall. We all ended up in the kitchen. “Don’t worry about him. We have the best agents working on this case so you’re perfectly safe with us.”

I grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator and laughed at him. “You should be a comedian. Because that shit you just said was funny as hell.”

“Listen Lynise, it’s alright to be worried. But I promise you, you’re gonna be fine.” he continued.

“I find that hard to believe, especially when we’re dealing with a motherfucker who killed his own sister because she ratted him out. He didn’t give a damn about her after he found out she was compromising his business. He didn’t care that they slept in the same bed when they were kids. So, do you think he’ll spare my life just because I fucked him a couple of times? Hell nah, he sure ain’t! He’s going to hunt me down like he does everyone he sets out to kill. And then he’s going to go into attack mode. Now I want you to remember that when he comes looking for me.”

After I gave both of those dummies my speech I went back into my bedroom. Agent Morris followed me back down the hallway while Agent Wise stayed in the living room. He tried to give me his little pep talk but that shit was bogus. That shit he was saying didn’t make any sense. I tried to block him out but I couldn’t so I said, “Please stop wasting my time because there’s nothing you can say that’s gonna make me think any different. I know how Bishop is. I spent a lot of time with him when we were in my hometown. I’ve seen the treacherous shit he’s done to people first hand, so I don’t wanna keep hearing you tell me that everything is going to be alright because it’s not. So, let’s face it. I’m fucked! End of story!”

“Would you prefer that we put you in Witness Protection?” Agent Morris offered.

“Hell nah! Are you crazy?” I spat. “Y’all should’ve left me alone and let me walk out of that front door and I wouldn’t be in this fucked up situation.”

“I’m sorry. But I was only going by orders.”

“Fuck them orders! They ain’t worth the paper they were printed on.” I said after I sat back down on my bed. I was livid to the point that I would’ve swung on Agent Morris if he was close enough to me. It was obvious that he didn’t know what the hell he was talking about. I knew what time it was. I also knew that it was a matter of time before he’d try to collect his money, his dope package and me.

My life is in shambles!

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Can You Say Psycho? – Chapter Twenty-Five

Agent Morris got Agent Sean back on the phone after Bishop screamed on me and gave me the dial tone. I heard him tell Sean about the conversation Bishop and I had. He also expressed his concerns for my well-being. He told Sean how Bishop threatened me and that they needed to get me out of this apartment. I couldn’t hear Sean’s response, but I could tell by Agent Morris’ expression that it was favorable. “Okay, we’ll be ready when you get here.” Agent Morris told Sean.

I was front and center during their chat but I needed to know the specifics so I asked Agent Morris what was their plan? “Agent Foster is en route and as soon as he gets here, we’re going to transport you to a secure location.”

“What’s gonna happen after that?” I questioned him.

“I’ll let Agent Foster brief you on that when he gets here.”

“Why do I have to wait for him to get here before I find out what y’all gon’ do with me? Now see that’s some bullshit!”

“Agent Foster heads this investigation. So, we have to wait to see how he wants to handle this situation.”

Listening to Agent Morris blow smoke up my ass was beginning to piss me off. I knew he had clout amongst the other agents so why was he playing games? This was my life hanging in the balance and all these two dummies wanted to do was walk around here like they had broomsticks stuck up their asses.

After hearing enough of the lies Agent Morris was telling me, I got up and excused myself to the bathroom. I had to take a dump real bad. But I held out all this time because I didn’t want to blow up the bathroom while they were here. Not to mention, I had a thing for privacy when I’m doing number two. I guess the privacy wagon went out the window the moment those two agents walked through my front door.

“I’m in the bathroom if y’all need me.” I announced. Agent Morris nor Agent Wise acknowledged that they heard me so I closed the door and handled my business.

I sat down on the toilet and went straight into thought mode. I wondered how long they were going to detain me. And I also wondered about the possibility that I may not come out of this thing alive. The thought of that alone, scared me too death, but I had to be real with myself to be able to see the bigger picture. So believe me you, the writing was definitely on the wall.

Five minutes of bathroom time would generally do it for me, but after I took care of my business, I washed my hands in the bathroom sink and then I stood there and stared at myself in the mirror. I was a very attractive woman but it sure looked like I had aged a few years in these last couple of months. I believe that my circumstances surrounding my involvement with Bishop had taken its toll on me. And the only way I’d be able to reclaim my sanity is by getting out of here as quickly as possible.

While I was still in the bathroom, my entire apartment shook. It felt like we were experiencing an earthquake. With the combination of a loud BOOM sound and the rumbling, I also heard Agent Wise scream and fear engulfed my entire body. I tried to figure out what was going on, on the other side of the bathroom door but I couldn’t make sense of it. One part of me wanted to stay in the bathroom where I might be safe, but then I decided that if it were an earthquake or a bomb, I needed to get out of here. So, I grabbed the doorknob and snatched it open. And when I stepped out into the hallway I couldn’t believe my eyes. Agent Morris nor Agent Wise weren’t anywhere insight but there was a fucking old beat-up car sitting in the middle of the living room. It became obvious that someone deliberately drove it into this apartment. But when I looked at the driver side of the car, there was absolutely no one behind the wheel of it. And after seeing this, I became pretty alarmed. “Agent Morris, where are you?” I yelled.