Yours

Just as they settled into bed a phone rung in Queenies nightstand. She squeezed her eyes tight and whispered, "you gotta be kidding me." She rolled over, opened the drawer and took the phone into her bathroom. Redd lay there looking shocked but confused. Queenie closed the bathroom door as she answered. "What happened?" She sighed. "Yo mans fucked up!" A male exclaimed on the other end. "What do you mean?" She quizzed. "Sean left the trailer with no lock. There ain't shit here." "Excuse me?"Queenie gritted through her teeth, trying not to be loud. "I can't leave right now. Find his stupid ass and I mean now!" She demanded and hung up. Queenie clinched the counter, rage filled her entire body. Not only was Sean one of her do boys, he was her most recent ex, as well as a barber at her barbershop. She paced the bathroom til she heard Redd knock on the door. "Babe you good?" He shouted. Queenie exhaled and opened the door. "Yeah they fucked up some receipts at the shop. I'll fix it in the morning." Redd studied her, then guided her back to the bed. They wrapped themselves together and fell asleep.

When Redd woke up, Queenie had already left for work, a note and his phone lay on her pillow. ‘Didn’t want to wake you. Coffee should still be on I’ll text you later xoxo’ He smirked to himself then checked his text messages as he headed down the stairs.

Sean: aye came up on a lick unloading it at the range

Sean: Redd where you at

Sean: yo these niggas tripping I know you in town I’m trying to fix this shit

“This silly nigga." Redd huffed as he poured himself a cup of coffee. As he checked the fridge for creamer his phone rung. "Yeah." He answered. "Yo Redd your boy up here trying to unload some. Got a whole truck load." It was one of Redds workers. "Check it out. I'll be up there in a few." Redd replied and hung up.

Chapter 2: Betrayal

“So nobody knows where Sean is or how my shipment is just MIA?" Queenie yelled as she stood inside the empty trailer. Her boys stood outside speechless. Queenie flipped over one of the empty crates. "BULLSHIT!" She yelled. "I don't care what the fuck y'all have to do. FIND MY SHIT!" She jumped down from the trailer and started towards her Range Rover. She paused her stride and turned around. "Marcus!" She called out. Marcus looked up. Queenie pulled her 9mm, cocked it and shot him in the head. The guys jumped. "Replace him." She said calmly, got in her truck and left.

Queenie pulled up to her packed barbershop and rushed in. "Good morning loves!" She chimed laying her blazer and purse on the receptionist desk for Malika to put away. Malika handed Queenie her smock and quickly went to hang up her blazer and purse in the office. "Okay boss lady we see you!" Mario, one of the barbers smirked. Queenie giggles. "What I do?" "You come in all suited up and jolly! What you got going on?" Lacy, another barber teased. "Get out my business!" Queenie laughed and started setting up her station. "Sean must be back in good graces!" Derrick, one of her regular clients exclaimed as he walked over to her chair. "Ha not even close!" Queenie rolled her eyes and draped him. Queenie zoned out as everyone else gabbed with each other. She couldn't wait til her usuals were all cut up and she could walk out the shop.

Meanwhile, Redd was showered, suited, and headed to his gun range to see what Sean has in store. "What's up boss man!" Staff shouted as they caught glimpses of him walking through the building. "Hey! How you doing?" Redd replied shaking all the hands that spoke to him as he went by. There were three sections to the range, indoor shooting, outdoor long range, and a private range for customers with memberships. Any business dealing with his illegal business, he handled on the private range. It was easy due to the fact that time slots for members were always prebooked so security for the members were in place. "Boss." One of the security guards nodded as he opened the door for Redd to go through. Redd nodded back and went in. You could hear everyone's guns lay on tables once they saw Redd enter the room. "Sean, Sean, Sean!" Redd exclaimed, shaking his head in disappointment. Redd looked down at all the bricks his boys had laid out on the floor. "Well! Is it legit?" He asked, looking to Brandon, who called him. "All of it." Brandon said gruffly. "Damn!" Redd admired the product in disbelief. "Sean where the fuck did u find out about a shipment this big that wasn't one of mine?" Redd asked, walking towards Sean. "Come on Redd you think niggas come to get cuts and stay quiet?" Sean replied. Redd wiped his face, then towered over Sean. "Don't start no wars your ass can't get out of. You lost my dope. You had to replace it." Redd turned to look at the inventory. "We feel any heat from whatever you did to get this...and I will shoot you myself and hand you over." Redd looked back at Sean. "I got it." Sean muttered. "Y'all get this shit put up. B!" Redd huffed. "What's up?" Brandon stepped to him. "Find out who the fuck moving this much weight through here and make sure that nigga don't touch shit else. I need to check out some things at the restaurant and the lounge I'll meet up with u later." "I got you!" Brandon nodded. They dapped and parted.

Redd checked on his legit businesses, and decided to stop by Queenies shop. "Redd right?" Malika smirked, when he entered. He smiled and nodded, "yeah! Queenie here?" As his eyes searched the barbershop. "Nooo sorry she left about a hour ago. Do u wanna set an appointment for tomorrow though?" Malika started typing on the computer to pull up Queenies calendar. "Oh naw I was just stopping by to see her! Do you know if she's coming back in today at all?" Redd quizzed. "She won't be." Malika gave an apologetic look. "It's cool I'll catch up with her." Redd walked out and sent Queenie a text.

Redd: babe where you at? Wanted to surprise you and take you to lunch.

He got into his all black Hellcat and headed to her house.