Thin Ice 4 - Resurrections (5 page)

“
I understand your hurt and anger Tariq,” she went on. “And I deserve it,” Jaleesa told him. “So now you can be satisfied knowing I’ll never be free again and I’ll pay for taking Deuce from you and his kids for the rest of my life,” she finished and lay back down. Tariq backed into the shadows and left the house. Jaleesa finally closed her eyes and drifted back off, hearing the door close and his car pull out of the driveway.

*****

Ian thought about the two men and all they’d discussed and smiled.
Paybacks a bitch,
he thought ominously as Kelly, his day nurse came back into his room, undressing and climbing into his bed. She wasn’t Kaitlyn, but she would do for now. Ian undressed and got in as well. Kelly knew the routine and began arousing him, using her mouth on him until she had him hard. She was really feeling Ian but outside of the sex they had, he was totally aloof to her.

“
Where’s the condom,” he asked as she was about to mount him.

Ian was well aware of the feelings that had entered in on her part, but he didn’t return them. Not one iota. She was simply a means to an end for him. She helped him get off and keep his semen count up, nothing more. Kelly slipped the magnum on him and eased her wetness on his hard penis.

Ian went through the motions as he tuned out her moans of pleasure; his mind, as always, on Kaitlyn and how much he wanted to be making love to her. He came hard moments later, pushing Kelly off and telling her to leave his room. He could see the hurt of his dismissal, but it didn’t matter. Ian had a new start, a new crew, and soon a new protégé. Ian knew all about Jalen, though he was positive the young man knew nothing about him or Ryan.
Not considering you tried to kill his mother,
his mind threw out. True, he’d told Dixon he killed his biological mother, but truthfully he’d only succeeded in wounding her, causing deep physiological and minor physical pain. Jalen hadn’t been at home at the time of the attack. It was the day Ian discovered the woman had given both him and Ryan away, choosing to keep only Jalen. He didn’t hold it against his brother though and now he would finally get the opportunity to groom him the way he’d always wanted. Ian smiled with satisfaction as he closed his eyes. He thought of Kaitlyn as he always did, frowning slightly as he still wondered about her strange behavior the night Tariq thought he killed him.
That’s why I have to get her back,
Ian thought.
The fool doesn’t even know how to take care of her.
Sighing softly he let the thoughts pass as the darkness found him and he drifted off to sleep
.

5

Mook was still deep in thought about his conversation with Tariq and the impending move to Atlanta. He and Kim had been at odds about it for the last four days. She wasn’t happy about leaving Miami or uprooting Sean. Mook patiently reminded this was the life he lived and sometimes things like this happened. He knew Tariq was still reeling from LaRon’s death. Not many people knew just how close the two men really were. Their friendship was deep, almost like two blood related brothers and Mook knew he was devastated by the loss. Sighing slightly Mook reeled his mind in. Even in his grief, Tariq was still the consummate businessman. He knew things had to continue and that he would need help. Mook was genuinely flattered that Tariq thought enough of him to ask him to be his new right hand.
Now if I could just get Kim to see what a great thing this is,
he thought tiredly as he heard her come in the house and steeled himself for another round with her.

         
Kim entered the den finding Mook relaxing with his drink and watching SportsCenter.

“
Hey,” she greeted him calmly.

She was trying to keep her cool and be rational about the situation. Arguing hadn’t accomplished anything except causing a distance between them and Kim didn’t want that.

“
Mook, I gave thought to what you were saying,” she began as he turned the TV off, giving her his undivided attention. “I know that Tariq asking you to take over for LaRon is a big thing, and I know you’re ready to step in and handle business,” she told him as Mook remained mute, still watching her. “I’d like to go to the boarding school you’re suggesting and see it myself,” she told him, trying to keep her voice even and the tears at bay.

KiSean was only seven years old and Mook was talking about shipping him off. He’d explained to her he was only doing it to ensure their son’s safety.

         
Sighing lightly, Kim had to admit Mook had a point. She didn’t really trust any of her relatives to take care of her son, and Mook’s family was worse than her own.

“
We can do that,” he said calmly, pleased that she was being reasonable for a change.

As much as he loved her, Kim had a flair for the dramatic, going off on tangents sometimes instead of just taking a moment to listen to what he was trying to explain to her.

“
It’s a reputable school Kim,” Mook told her. “I just want our son safe, away from any fool trying to take me out and missing,” he said matter-of-fact.

Kim swallowed hard. She hated thinking about anything happening to her son or her man. Still with the life they lived, it was a daily reality.

“
Besides, Top may need you to jump back in for a while,” he added as Kim nodded slightly.

She’d thought of that as well. With the matter settled for the moment, Kim rose and headed into the bedroom to change. She had to go pick Sean up from karate in about forty minutes.

         
Mook rose moments after Kim left the room, silently following her to the bedroom. He was worried about her, and he knew she was still raw emotionally right now.
At least she agreed to go see the school,
he thought watching her undress. Mook licked his lips as Kim’s skirt hit the floor and he regarded her in the hot pink thong. “Damn,” he murmured softly.

Her hearing keen, Kim spun around finding him watching her, eyes glazed over.

“
What are you looking at,” she teased knowing very well what he was thinking.

“
Cotton Candy,” he said simply walking into the room.

“
No, Mook, I gotta pick up Sean,” Kim tried, stepping away as he reached out and grabbed her arm.

“
You got a minute,” Mook told her, kissing her deeply and silencing her as he unhooked the bra and removed it.

He began gently palming her breasts and Kim found herself getting turned on.

“
No, stop,” she tried again breathlessly, pushing him.

Mook held her tightly, kissing her neck now. “Stop playin’,” he told her huskily.

Kim couldn’t lie. She wanted him, right now. Mook sensed her surrender and removed the thong, placing her leg on his shoulder as she leaned against the wall for support, sucking her clit and making her tremble with delight.

“
Mmm, Mook,” Kim murmured as the first waves of the orgasm hit her and she almost lost her balance.

Mook rose picking up both legs and slid insider her, hitting bottom with each stroke. Kim groaned deeply loving the way her man loved her. They both came hard moments later still holding each other tightly.

“
Guess you better go get Sean,” Mook teased, putting her down finally and heading for the shower as Kim sucked her teeth and playfully rolled her eyes, right behind him.

*****

         
Seth looked around as they got settled in the townhome they were renting. They’d arrived right on schedule two days ago, their furnishings arriving this morning from the rental company they’d leased them from. He called C-Rod first thing. Now he had the exact location of the school and Gabrielle’s schedule. He wanted to go and get her immediately, but Victor told him to be patient. He’d made plans and he didn’t want to risk messing up and not getting her at all. Seth had to admit he was right. He just loved her so much and he missed the hell out of her. Gabrielle was so damned beautiful, sweet, and naive. He loved that about her. As much as she thought she knew about his and Peyton’s activities, she didn’t know the half. They kept all the more heinous facets of their lifestyle to themselves.

          “
You wanna do a run to the school and watch out,” Victor asked walking into the living room where Seth sat.

“
No, I wanna go check out the house,” he told him as Victor nodded and told him it was cool.

“
You gonna do him before or after you snatch her,” he asked as Seth sighed lightly.

“
After,” he replied evenly. “I want her to see me kill him,” he added as Victor again nodded his understanding.

“
C-Rod says he managed to be her clinical partner,” Victor told Seth as he smiled and told him that was excellent.

“
We’ll know where she is at all times,” he replied.

“
How long you plan to wait,” Victor asked.

Seth again sighed deeply. “That depends on how quickly I can get to Gabrielle without setting off any alarms,” he told him.

Seth went on to explain with Jaron watching Gabrielle so closely it would be difficult to snatch her in the open and make their getaway smooth.

“
I know that fool runs with Top and his crew,” Seth threw back, recalling what Ian had shared. “He would have them on top of us before we hit the state line.”

          “
No, we’re going to be real smart about this,” Seth began again. “Jaron is going to be dead and Gabrielle will be at home where she belongs, long before anyone even discovers his cold, bloated, body.”

Victor told him he had no issue with any of it. “You think we need more manpower,” he asked as Seth thought about it for a moment.

They’d brought 5 men with them already.

“
I doubt it,” he replied confidently. “We have the element of surprise on our side,” he added. “Jaron has no idea we’re here, no idea that Gabrielle is being watched,” Seth told him as Victor made them both a drink. “He’s relaxed and that makes him an easy mark,” he continued, thanking Victor for the vodka sour.

“
You think she’s gonna freak out,” Victor asked giving Seth a look.

He chuckled again, sipping his drink. “Why would she, I’m her brother,” he shot back as Victor chuckled. “She’ll be happy to see me and she’ll come with me willingly, no scenes,” Seth told him as Victor agreed, telling him he was right.

Raising his glass, Seth spoke again. “Here’s to success,” he said calmly as Victor joined the toast and the two emptied their glasses.

*****

         
Tariq was still brooding thinking of his visit to Jaleesa days ago when she was released.
What the hell was I thinking,
he chided himself. Tariq genuinely liked Jaleesa, cared about her in fact, yet he was standing in her house ready to kill her. Sighing deeply Tariq thought about his hurt and anger. He and LaRon had grown close over the years. He’d taken Hasaan’s place as a brother and Tariq depended on him more than he ever imagined or would admit.
Damn,
he thought sighing again as his mind recalled his friend was truly gone. He was glad however he hadn’t followed through on the threat and killed the woman.
She’s right, KiKi would have never forgiven me,
Tariq admitted to himself sighing deeply once more. There was something going on with Jaleesa too, he thought as he made himself another drink.

         
He pulled out the photo album Kaitlyn kept and began flipping through it. He found numerous pictures of him and LaRon at various events and clubs. There were also lots of photos of the four of them hanging out together and enjoying each other’s company.
Why couldn’t he stop hitting her, dammit,
Tariq thought once more the anger coming full circle. He’d talked to LaRon time and again about putting his hands on Jaleesa.
“Man that won’t solve anything,” Tariq had admonished. “She’ll grow to hate you and one day she’ll leave you,” he’d told his friend.
LaRon told him time and again he heard him and he would stop.
I guess he just couldn’t shake that demon,
Tariq thought sighing deeply once again, closing his eyes as the loss hit him hard again and his heart ached. He never heard Kaitlyn come into the house or into the den where he sat. Tariq never knew she was there until her arms enveloped him, pulling him to her breasts where he laid obediently as she held him and stroked him gently.

         
Kaitlyn kissed his forehead calmly as Tariq hugged her tightly, finally looking up into her eyes. Kaitlyn’s heart broke seeing the pain in his eyes as they looked at each other. Without a word, Tariq kissed her; softly, tentatively at first, but more passionately next time. Kaitlyn felt his need as she began undressing him and he did the same for her. Soon they were naked, joined, as Tariq made love to her, kissing her neck and telling her how much he loved her. Kaitlyn sighed deeply as the orgasm rocked her. Tariq continue making love to her pouring all his need and desire into the act. He came some forty minutes later, collapsing in her arms, as Kaitlyn continued to hold him and pray his heart would heal.

*****

         
Charlotte Mitchell watched her daughter interacting with her sons and sighed lightly.
What’s wrong with her,
she thought of Jaleesa’s behavior. She’d been out of jail for almost a week, yet this was only the second time she’d been over to see the boys. She spent entirely too much time, by Charlotte’s standard, in that house alone with the memories of what’d happened. Her attorney had called the other day after not being able to reach her. Thinking about the attorney reminded Charlotte of the message he’d left. She still couldn’t believe Jaleesa was going to plead guilty to first degree murder.
That girl has lost her mind,
her mother continued to brood. She’d tried talking to Jaleesa, but she was vague and distant most of the time. Charlotte was really worried.
Maybe KiKi can get through to her,
she continued thinking, making a mental note to call her later.