she had taken cover behind the couch and was trying to reload her weapon.
When they stopped firing, Nick came out of the room. With a gun in each hand, Nick hit one with two shots in his chest; the other started to run out of the apartment. Rain got up and went after him. Nick shot him before he made it out the door.
Rain walked up to him and kicked the gun away from him. She then pulled the mask off him. 'You know him?' Nick asked as he unmasked the other.
'Never seen him before,' Rain said and shot him in the head.
Nick went in the kitchen to the only survivor. When he got there, Nick heard another gun go off. He turned quickly and pointed his weapon. Rain was standing over the other man. She shot him in the head, too. Nick lowered his weapon and grabbed the man in the kitchen. He pulled him to his feet and pulled off his mask. Rain was about to shoot him but Nick stopped her. 'Don’t you wanna know who sent them?'
Nick put the barrel of his gun in the bullet wound in his shoulder and pressed down on it. 'Who sent you?'
He screamed in pain, but didn’t say anything. Nick took his other gun and shot the man in the knee. He screamed again. 'Jay! Jay Easy sent us,' the man said through gritted teeth.
Rain put her gun to the man’s head. 'Jay Easy sent you?' she asked.
'Who’s Jay Easy?' Nick asked.
'A dead mutha fucka,' Rain said and pulled the trigger. She looked around the apartment until she found a duffel bag. Rain gathered up all of her product and walked out of the apartment.
Once they had driven away from the building, Nick turned to Rain. 'So who’s Jay Easy?'
'Nigga used to be my dog. Remember? I told you about him; got cracked over some stupid shit. Me and him just got through takin’ care of a problem, and I gave him the guns and told him to get rid of them ’cause they was both hot. But before he got to do it, he decides he needs to stop and get some cigarettes. When he leaves the store he gets pulled over. Cops search the car, find the guns. Guns got bodies on them. Jay Easy goes down for murder. But he got out on a technicality. His lawyer said the search was an illegal search.'
'Why?'
'Said cops didn’t have no reason to stop him, so they ain’t have no reason to search the car.'
'You seen him since he been out?'
'Yeah, he came by the club one night. I told him we was done, you know, ’cause I was fuckin’ wit’ you and shit.'
'You know where to find him?'
'Yeah, that’s where we goin’ now. He hangs out at a little bar up on the avenue.'
When they got to the spot, Nick started to get out of the car, but Rain stopped him. 'What?'
'Let me go in alone and bring him out.'
'This mutha fucka is tryin’ to take you down and you wanna go in by yourself?'
Rain smiled at Nick. 'If I walked up to you and offered you some of this pussy, wouldn’t you come with me?' she said and got out of the car.
Since he couldn’t argue with her logic, Nick got out of the front and got in the back seat. Ten minutes later, Rain came out of the bar with Jay Easy on her arm. Nick ducked down and waited for them to get in the car. As soon as Rain was in the car, Jay Easy tried to kiss her. Nick put a gun to his head. 'Slow down, playa.'
'Shit!' Jay Easy said and put up his hands.
Rain reached over and took his gun. She put the gun on her lap.
'You always was a sneaky bitch, Rain,' Jay Easy said.
Rain punched him in the face. 'I got your sneaky bitch,' she said and punched him again. Rain started up the car and drove away. 'I rolled up on your shooters tonight. They’re dead.'
'I don’t know what the fuck you’re talkin’ ’bout. What shooters?'
Rain punched him in the face again. 'Don’t lie to me, nigga! One of your boys told us you sent ’em before I blew his brains out. Be a fuckin’ man and admit that shit before I kill your bitch-ass.'
Jay Easy looked over his shoulder at Nick. 'I thought we had something. I was ready to do life for you. I gets out and come lookin’ for my woman and you play me off for this nigga.'
'So you decide to start robbin’ me?'
'I still got all the dope and the money. After I shut you down I was gonna step to you and give it all back.'
'Bullshit! After all this shit you was just gonna hand it all back to me.'
'Yeah. I wanted to show you that you needed me in your life. Not this nigga! He can’t do the shit for you that I can. He couldn’t stop a nigga like me.'
Nick pressed the gun to his temple. 'See how well that worked out for you so far, playboy,' he said.
'Go ahead and do it. But even if you kill me the shit won’t stop. It will only get worse. You got more enemies than just me. Only one that can save you is me. Drop this nigga and make it all right, and we can get back to where we was,' Jay Easy pleaded.
Rain looked at Jay Easy and shook her head. 'You always was a stupid mutha fucka. I don’t want you. That nigga’s so far above your level that you couldn’t even understand it.' Rain laughed. 'That, and he’s fuckin’ the shit outta me.'
Jay Easy spit in her face. Rain picked up the gun and shot him in the face. Then she pulled the car over and pushed him out in the street. Rain closed the door and drove off.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
One step behind, Kirk and Richards arrive at Rock-well’s apartment. When they get there, the uniformed officers had already gotten there and had taken control of the murder scene.
'Looks like we’re a little late for the party,' Richards said as he and Kirk entered the apartment.
Kirk looked around the apartment. 'Yeah, but this one’s different.' He knelt down next to one of Rain’s people. 'They’re not tied up this time.' He stood up and walked around the room. 'Looks like somebody got them before they had a chance to tie them up, and killed the shooters.'
'PR?'
'Probably,' Kirk said and continued walking around the apartment. He looked at the bullet holes in the wall. 'Looks like she was in the back here; they see her and start shooting at her.'
'You’re not sayin’ that she took all three of these guys down by herself, are you?' Richards asked.
'I doubt it, but I’m not ruling it out. We’ll know more when the ballistics comes back. That may tell us how many, and if we’re lucky, who was with her.'
Kirk went in the kitchen and looked at the body. 'Come here, Pat.' When Richards got there, Kirk pointed to the wounds. 'This one was shot once in the shoulder, once in his hand, once in each leg and the kill shot to the head; like they were trying to make him talk.'
'Think he told them what they wanted to know?'
'If he did we can expect more bodies,' Kirk said. 'Anybody see anything?' he said to one of the uniforms.
'Haven’t started a canvass yet, detective.'
'Well get to it. Maybe a miracle will occur and somebody saw something.'
While the officers went to canvass the building, the detectives remained at the crime scene. 'What do we have, Pat?'
'So far we got four crime scenes. The first three were most likely drug robberies. The victims were all tied up, on their knees and executed. Word is, all the victims work for somebody called PR-who a junkie hooker says is a woman. She tips us to this place.
'We get here and we find six bodies. One of them is probably Rockwell. Three of them were most likely the shooters we’ve been looking for, and one of them may have been tortured into telling PR or somebody connected to
