to the birth of his children. Knowing that Animal was going to die with a needle in his arm made all the shit Brown had to endure over the years worth it, but then the unthinkable happened. As it turned out, there was someone who had a bigger hard-on for Animal than the detectives. The abduction ended with Detective Brown spending three weeks in the hospital and Animal vanishing from the face of the planet. He was on the most-wanted list with several law enforcement agencies, but it had been two years and he was still missing.
“Brown, they got the drop on us and there was nothing we could do about it. Look at it like this: Animal had a lot of enemies and for all we know that could’ve been somebody he pissed off that came for his ass. Let’s just be thankful that we’re still alive to argue about it. Let it go.”
“You’re right, J, I am too wound up about it, but the way it played out between us and them has just never sat right with me. I’d love to know that little shit bird was maggot food by now, but my gut doesn’t say so.” He picked up a newspaper clipping that had been among the reports and placed it on the car’s heater to dry. It was an article about the execution of two police officers in Puerto Rico.
CHAPTER 4
After what seemed like a wave of never-ending rain, the sun had finally decided to show its face. It was only eight A.M. and the weather was already a balmy eighty degrees in New York City. The dry voice broadcasting over the radio on 1010 WINS warned that there would be a heat advisory for that day and people should stay in doors for safety reasons. This might’ve applied to the squares but it meant nothing to those forced to get it how they lived.
Happy’s two-hundred-plus-pound frame sat wedged behind the wheel of his Dodge Magnum; he was sipping McDonald’s Sweet Tea from a large Styrofoam cup and eating a jumbo bag of pork skins. Even with the air conditioner on full blast he still found himself sweating. The doctor had diagnosed him with high blood pressure due to his recent weight gain and advised him to start taking better care of himself, but it was a task. Happy had a thing for fried foods, fresh pussy, and money. It was the latter that had him out and about so early in the morning.
For the fifth time in as many minutes Happy looked down at his diamond-encrusted watch, then to the window of the check-cashing spot he was parked across the street from. “What the fuck is taking this bitch so long?” he asked no one in particular.
“I hope she ain’t do no stupid shit, you know the bitch is slow,” said Levi, who had been sitting in the passenger seat. He’d been so quiet the whole time that Happy had almost forgotten he was in the car. Levi was good at making people forget he was in the room. He took a deep pull from his Newport, killing it and tossing the butt out the window. “It’d be just our luck if she doesn’t pop and we miss out on this cheese.”
“Man, why you always gotta think negatively?” Happy snapped at Levi. Levi was a true pessimist and rarely had anything good to say.
“Why you getting mad at me?” Levi asked, adjusting his custom Prada glasses. They were black with chrome frames and that bulged out a little because of the one-carat diamonds on the ends. It was rumored that the odd-looking glasses were fitted with small spy-cams that Levi would use to secretly tape women, but he would neither confirm nor deny this rumor. “Just kick back, son. It ain’t been that long.”
“Dumb bitch.” Happy huffed and took another swing of his tea.
“Speaking of dumb bitches”—Levi lit another cigarette—“did I tell you what happened the other night with that one bitch from the strip club?”
“Which one?” Happy raised an interested eyebrow.
“You know the one, the big-butt dark-skinned chick I was drinking with the other night.”
“Oh, you mean your new wife?” Happy joked.
“Fuck outta here,” Levi said defensively.
“Man,