Wrong Step (Urban Fiction): A Sinister Syndicate Thriller Read Online Free PDF Page B

when you mess with our people, we will knock some heads.”
    “And you truly believe that. You were always the optimist, Osei. I’m just more of a realist, and bullets don’t have negotiation skills. We need to figure out this deadly puzzle before they kill us,” Sheddi said.
    Osei looked at his watch.
    “We have a few hours. I’m going to the deli. Do you want some soup?”
    “Get me a corned beef hash sandwich, and a cream and broccoli soup.” She gave him some bills. “I’m paying, you’ve done enough.”
    Osei took the bills, and went to the deli while Sheddi waited, and contemplated.
     
                                                                                  ~~~
     
    At 12:13, Marnu buzzed the ringer.
    “They’re here, Tina. You ready?”
    Sheddi took a deep breath. “I can talk to them, so let them up.”
    Osei buzzed them in, and they walked up the stairs, and knocked on the door. Sheddi adjusted herself, and nodded to Osei. He opened the door.
    Nana was the first to enter. She hugged Osei, and briskly went to Sheddi to hug her.
    “I missed you, Tina. How are you?”
    “She’s knee deep into being chased by those drug demons. How do you think she is?” Mame interrupted. She went over to hug her too.
    “Hi, Mame. I’m a little disturbed, but now that I see you guys, I’m feeling much better.” She looked at them, and didn’t see one. “Where’s Abena?”
    “She’s getting another Shepard. An experienced Shepard vet from Afghanistan. You did say to bring the other Shepards so since we’re going up against the Mambas, she wanted to stack our deck,” Salom said. “I partied like a rock star last night, and I wouldn’t get up before noon for anyone else but you. Hey, Tina.”
    “Hi, Salom.”
    Marnu finally walked to her.
    “You always put us in positions, Tina. Osei told me you didn’t want anyone to be forced into this, but you’re our sister. You may have fallen into the estranged category, but you’re still sis.” He kissed her. “When I told everybody you needed help, they didn’t think of not assisting.”
    “That’s just because they hate the Dread Mambas too.”
    “They offered to help you even before they knew the Mambas wanted you dead. If you’re in need, we’ll always help. We know you wanted to change the world with your camera, and not delivering plates of food. You’re too adventurous for that. We aren’t mad, we all miss our sister.”
    Sheddi was nervous seeing them again after a year, but Marnu killed her nervousness.
    “We have an idea, but we know you always plan ahead.”
    “These people aren’t street thugs, Marnu. They’re a Jamaican cartel Pablo Escobar would’ve been scared of. I have no plan,” she said.
    The door intercom buzzed once more.
    “Well we do, and his name is Tyler. He was a Ranger in Afghanistan, and he lives for payback. You’ll get to meet him momentarily.” Marnu saw Osei buzz up Abena, and Tyler.
    “Does he have a beef with the Mambas as well as you?” Sheddi asked.
    “One of the Mambas overdosed a little girl’s parents, and made her an orphan. That little girl was found raped and murdered in Central Park. If it wasn’t for that Mamba killing her parents, she would never have been there, so yeah, he’s got a very big beef with them.”
    Osei opened the door, and Abena came in with a tall caramel complected man in fatigue cargo pants, and a t-shirt that said Rangers Don’t Die! We Just Go To Hell To Regroup. Sheddi didn’t have a boyfriend due to her job, but Tyler was handsome, and looked rugged enough to deal with her exploits.
    Abena came over to Sheddi with Tyler, and hugged her.
    “I heard you were in a fix so I went to get a corrector. Hun, this is Tyler. He’s a Shepard, and knows what he’s doing. He’s got a special hate for the Mambas.”
    Tyler stuck out his hand.
    “Good day, Ma’am. I’m Tyler Rodgers. I think my