The Face That Launched A Thousand Bullets (The Cartel Publications Presents) by T. Styles Page B

Chief?” he asked, sitting in the seat across from his desk.
    “You know me. I’ve always been in charge.” He said lighting a cigar. “Now it’s time to prove it.”
    “I see modesty is not a quality you possess.”
    They laughed.
    “You’re right about that…and now that Janice helped expose Gibson’s drug use, things are turning out better than ever. All we have to do is form a plan of attack.”
    “I’m already on top of it. My secretary’s bringing me the files of all my top cops. I’ll get rid of most of them to make space for our boys in the KYC. It’s gonna take some time, but after I’m done things will never be the same.”
    “It’ll be like taking candy from a nigger.” Williams said as jovial laughter continued to fill the office.

 
     
    Nyzon Peate
    Nightmares When Awake
     
    H e was four years old, in the back seat of a car buckled in his seat belt. Rain pounded ferociously against the windows. A woman with beautiful auburn hair talked to him from the front seat of the car as she drove. He couldn’t see her face, but her voice soothed him.         
    “ Don’t worry, honey. We’re almost there.” She spoke in an angelic voice. He rested easy knowing that whoever she was, she would protect him. That’s all he needed to know at the time. And that’s all that mattered. Suddenly the car rocked and the woman who was once calm, appeared on edge.
              “ Oh, no!” she called out, scaring Shelton. “Shelton…I love you.”
                The next thing he knew the car windows came caving in on them and the car rolled five or six times and his tooth broke against the door’s silver handle. And Nyzon woke up screaming.
                “You okay, honey?” Angel, his babysitter asked as she lay horizontally in the bed, rubbing the sweat from his face. Angel watched him whenever his mother worked overtime at DC General Hospital as a nurse.
                “I’m fine.” He sat up straight and looked at Angel’s eyes. His mouth was dry and parched and he felt slightly embarrassed.
                She clicked on the lamp and handed him a cup of water sitting on his nightstand. He eyed the cute little red dress set she wore but more importantly her perky breasts which rose slightly from under it like fresh baked bread.
    Gulping down half the water, he wondered if his mother told her about his constant nightmares and the fact that he didn’t know why he was having them.
    “As long as you’re fine. You had me scared there for a minute. What were you dreaming about?”
    “Nothin’.”
    She could tell he didn’t want to talk about it and she left the matter alone. Instead she adjusted in the bed as if something was on her mind, and Nyzon noticed. He had it for her bad. She had beautiful chestnut-colored skin with the biggest tig-o-bitties he ever laid eyes on. Ironically “Let Me Love You Down,” by Ready For The World played on the radio.
               “I understand you don’t want to talk about it.” Angel said looking up at him. “I bet all the girls like you at school.”
    “Most of them.” He smiled unable able to look into her eyes. “Why you say that?”
    “Cuz you cute and I know you know it.” She licked her lips and he looked away.
    “I’m a’ight. You win some and lose some you know?” he said rubbing his hand over his waves.
    Without notice, she sat up straight, reached in and pulled him to her, pressing her titties to his face in the process.
    “What was that for?” Nyzon asked puzzled, not wanting her to let him go.
    “That was just for bein’ you.” She responded pulling away. Something about the way she looked at him tonight was different. “Did you like it?”
    He nodded yes. She hugged him again but tighter this time.
    His heart beat like someone was using his body to play drums and he ran his hands down her back. He was a natural at his game.
    “You ever kissed a girl before