In A Cold Sweat

at the game, and had been since he started winning the big money fights.

“Sparrow been here, lately?” Freeze asked.

“Nah, ain’t seen him since he started training.”

“No shit.”

“Yeah, they got him on lockdown. Got him up in the mountains or some shit.”

“Mark my words, Frank Sparrow gonna find a way to bust outta that shit,” Freeze said as his phone began vibrating again. “That nigga’s weak for poker and pussy,” he said and then pressed talk. “What’s up, Jackie?”

“Travis has been shot,” Jackie screamed as she drove away from the warehouse.

Chapter Three

Freeze turned away from Mylo. “I’ll get with you later, Mylo,” he said and started walking toward the door with his cell still in hand.

“Everything alright?” Mylo asked and followed Freeze to the door.

“Nothing for you to be concerned with.” Freeze left the house and headed for his Navigator. “Okay, calm down, Jackie. Are you all right?” Freeze asked, wondering what they were doing for Travis to get shot.

“I’m okay,” Jackie said excitedly as she drove down Southern Boulevard and merged onto Bruckner Boulevard. She looked in her rear view mirror at Travis. His eyes were closed and he was holding his right side with both hands.

“Where’s he hit?”

“In the stomach and the leg,” she said quickly. “He’s losing a lot of blood.”

“Where are you?”

“On the-um, on Bruckner Boulevard headed west,” Jackie stuttered. Her heart was pounding and tears were steaming down her cheeks.

“Get on the Major Deegan and head uptown. But you gotta do something first.”

“Okay-okay.” She squeezed and twisted the steering wheel until her knuckles were pale; Jackie sped up.

“Jackie, listen to me now. I need you to calm down.”

Jackie tried to slow her breathing. She had driven them out of worst situations, but it was never like this. Parker was dead and Travis was dying in the backseat. Jackie looked back at Travis. “How you doin’ back there? You all right, Tee?”

Travis moved and grimaced from the pain. “It burns, Jackie!”

“Jackie!” Freeze, who was still on the phone, shouted.

“What!” Jackie exclaimed.

“Stay with me, now. I need you to calm down. I need you to be cool and save his life.”

“Okay, Freeze. I’m cool, I’m cool,” Jackie said and tried to pull it together. “Just tell me what to do,” she said nervously.

“I need you to do what you can to stop the bleeding,” Freeze told her.

“What?” Jackie said. “I don’t know how!”

“You can do this, Jackie. You don’t want him to bleed to death before you get where you’re going. You hear me, Jackie?”

“Yeah, yeah, okay. What should I do?”

“Find a secluded spot, get something to put over his wound and make him put pressure on it. Then use his belt or something to wrap around his leg above the wound. I’ll call you back and tell you where to go. Got me?”

“I can do this, I can do this,” Jackie repeated as Freeze ended the call. She understood what she had to do to save her best friend’s life.

Freeze got in his Navigator and dialed a number.

Tammy Crane began to stir in her bed when she thought she heard the phone ringing. This was her night off from Montefiore Medical Center and she had just drifted off to sleep.

Tammy worked as an Emergency Medical Technician, assigned to an ambulance. She and her partner, Rico, let it be known to a certain clientele that for the right price they could use their medical services, no questions asked.

She opened her eyes and slowly realized that it was her cell ringing. Tammy rolled to the edge of the bed and reached into her purse. She looked at the display, saw the word Freeze on the screen and snatched it open. “Hello,” she said in a whisper.

“Did I wake you, baby?” Freeze asked.

“Yeah, but it’s cool. You coming over?” Tammy asked and sat up in bed.

“I was hopin’ I was gonna catch you out in the street tonight.”

“Why, what's up?” Tammy said and wrapped the sheet around her body.

“I need your help, baby, that’s what's up,” Freeze told her definitely.

Tammy could sense something was going on by Freeze’s tone and that it wasn’t her personal skills that he was in need of, but her professional ones. “I got my stuff, so just come get me.” In an attempt to lighten the mood she added, “I’ll throw on some tight jeans, a T-shirt and some pumps and I’ll be waiting for you.”

“You know how I love to see that fat-ass in tight jeans and pumps. I’ll be there in five minutes.”

Meanwhile, Jackie thought about a secluded spot so she could try to stop the bleeding. Earlier in the day, she had dropped off a cold car in front of an abandoned building on 140^th and Jackson Avenue, she figured that somewhere around there would be the best place to go. When she found a spot with a dim street light, she turned off her headlights and parked the Hummer. Jackie turned on the interior light and hoped it wouldn’t attract much attention as she climbed in the back seat.

“Travis, I gotta try to stop the bleeding,” she said and Travis opened his eyes.

“What did Freeze say?” Travis wanted to know, as Jackie began pulling up his shirt.

“Stop the bleeding and he’ll call me back and tell me where to go. Come on Travis, help me pull this up.”

The two pulled up his shirt. “Ahh! That shit hurts!” he grimaced in pain.

When Jackie saw the bullet wound in his stomach and saw the blood coming from it, her body stiffened. She looked away and closed her eyes, but opened them quickly. “I can do this,” she said out loud. You have to do this, she said to herself, and took off her leather jacket. After tossing it in the front seat, she began taking off her silk blouse. Jackie pulled at the material and tore it. She took the biggest piece and folded it a few times before placing it on the wound. “Hold that, Travis. Put pressure on it.”

Jackie took the remaining pieces of her blouse and tied them together. “Lean up, Travis, so I can wrap this around you,” Jackie instructed, doing what she had seen on television and in the movies hundreds of times.

Travis leaned forward and Jackie started to wrap her blouse around him. That was when she noticed that there was an even bigger wound on his back.

Jackie looked around the truck for something to put over that wound. She took a deep breath and unhooked her bra.

Travis smiled.

“What?” Jackie asked, and folded the cup.

“It’s been a minute since I’ve seen the twins,” Travis commented as Jackie placed her bra over the wound.

“Whatever, Travis,” she said as she struggled to tie what was left of her blouse around him. “Sit back and keep pressure on that.” With that done, Jackie turned her attention to his leg. She took off his belt and wrapped that around his leg.

Jackie climbed back in the front seat and turned off the interior light. She put her jacket on and started up the truck. “You okay?” Jackie asked as she drove away.

“Sad that the twins are gone,” Travis managed.

“Yeah, you’re all right.” Jackie laughed and drove away. “What do you think I should do, go drivin’ down the street with the twins hangin’ out? Wouldn’t be a good idea,” Jackie said and got on the Expressway.

It wasn’t too long after that when Freeze called. “Where you at,” he asked once Tammy was in the Navigator