Chapter 13 part 2
Nachine threw her marked lunch trays underneath the prep counter. Sebastian hollered rolling on the floor. Blood gushed from his stomach.
"Don't call the police," Nachine yelled. Delores dropped the gun and collapsed on her knees. Then she held Sebastian's stomach.
"Get a towel," Nachine yelled.
"You're kidding he needs a doctor," Delores said. "Call the ambulance."
"I know somebody to call," Rochelle said. "He's a doctor, and no questions ask."
"Go call him," Nachine pushed her toward the office phone. A police officer drove her cruiser close to the restaurant window by maneuvering onto the sidewalk. She exited her vehicle to peer through the window at the front counter. Lingering near the front window, she tapped her fingers against her legs to stop them from trembling. She continued viewing the perimeter around the restaurant. She eased her cruiser's door open when she spotted Nachine coming to the door. Rochelle came up behind her, she had stopped from making her phone call. "Was there a shooting near here?"
"No," Nachine said. The officer got back in her vehicle placing her gun on the passenger's seat. She drove off. "Go make the call."
Nachine would benefit from this mess. She went back into the office and picked up the gun wrapping it in one of the restaurant towels. She would hide it among her things. She had Delores and her boyfriend on a chain, she could jerk it when she wanted too especially if the owner caused a beef about her selling dope.
Qadira sat across from Elliot. He was dressed in a silk tie with a matching silk suit. He reached for the menus and ordered a lobster for their main course and two scoops of ice cream for both of them.
"You came out here to teach me how to run my game," Elliot asked.
"No, I came to learn the game to perfect it for me," Qadira said.
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