Mitigating Mike Walker Fixes Things!!!

I swear I try to keep to myself. My wife and family is all that really matter to me in this world. Mike Walker is a living testimony to how a man can change fully. I had made so much money till my family was comfortable and always would be. Every now and then I sit and think back to my glory days. I remember when me, Cory Blount and _____ ran the streets of Houston. We lost some along the way. R.I.P Smitty and Blount, well I don't think he ever gone see the light of day. Now these lil niggas come along and the game is twisted. Then there's Piggy. _____ did a helluva job raising her. She just like him. She called me to do that clean up job for her and I sat and watched her. Her mannurisms, the way she hold her head, how cooly she gives commands. It's like you see police in her but she wears the title King like any man would. My brother produced a beast. Now the streets want her dead. That's ok. That told me she was good at what she do. I told her to rule this motherfucker with an iron fist. I meant that. Besides that she kept me in business. Body disposal and cleanup was needed with her. I hear she tell people that I'm the fixer. Why is it I can never find my lighter? I laugh at it all. I wouldn't give up my life the way it is now for nothing in the world. I let them youngstas have that shit. I'm not looking behind me all the time no more. I got a good woman who love me for me. Beautiful kids. A beautiful home and more money then I could spend in one lifetime. Priceless. Something did disturb me about Courtney when I saw her the other day. I couldn't see her soul. It was gone. She would have to find her way back to it. She didn't call me about Ivory Albro's body but I'm almost certain he's dead. Shannon Monet assured me of that. Here my damn lighter is! How the hell it get in the junk drawer?! Tori Lisa!!! Women! But I remember how it was. This game is cutthroat. When she pulled through that car bombing-Wait a minute when I think about it I ain't heard from Arnissha Lynn in a minute!!! Piggy got something up her sleeve. I just want lil one to be careful. She young and that's a lot of power she hold. Then she a cop. I just hope she been taking heed to all my advice. I have a daughter too and I swear she gone know the game too. My phone ringing again. "Yeah." "We gone need some cleanup." "Where at?" "Sunnyside." "How many does? Vehicles?" "Four does and two cars." "You know my fee?" "She said 10 large." "No that's gone be 12 large. Its the middle of the damn day." "Shit! Are you bonded?" "I don't play games." "Alright man." "Send me the address." So much for a peaceful off day. Let me get my ass on up outta here. The girls got cheer practice today. My Desert Eagle is feeling light today. I got Ammo in the car. I see my Pandora is on the Isley Brothers. Footsteps in the Dark it is. "Torie!!!! Im gone baby. Be back to take the girls to cheer practice!" "Okay Daddy! Love you." That right there would make me grind all day but not to the point where it would be jeopardized. Cleanup in Check a Hoe Texas!!!

Piggy Tests

My office needs redecorating. I'm kicked back heels on my desk. Thompson will be in here at any moment. I applied a layer of lipgloss. That damn Reggie B! His hat sat on my desk in front of me. Our friendship was different. I always felt like his bottom and I dug the way he carried himself. Wonder what my daddy up to. It had been a while since we'd spoken and I had so much to tell him. I had NiccT checking in with me. Lv had agreed to jump down and Thompson, well I had already made him an offer he couldn't refuse. Then there's Arnissha Lynn. She deserved to die for what she tried to do to me. I'm on Loratabs daily for pain. Even after the rehabilitation and surgery. I had her ducked off. Her people had already had missing person's reports filed on her. Then there was Drell. I loved him. I saw myself remarried to him and us settling down. But he wasn't loyal. He was gone serve my head over to the Feds. It's crazy because the last time I had gotten laid was when I killed him. I know they're after me for that. Still its important that I build my empire. Brick by brick. Loubou by Loubou. I see Thompson outside my door. "Come in." He walked in. White shirt. Red silk tie. Black slacks. Stacy Adams shoes. I had to look up at him seated behind my desk. I didn't stand. A man in his position was used to people standing when he walked in. "How you, Coyle?" I smile. "Um great twin. How about yourself?" He pulled a chair up and sat down. "Um alright. I ain't got my ass on this Houston heat but um good." Country as he wanna be. "You oughta be used to it by now." He looked away. "What's on your mind?" I kicked my pumps off. Shifted as Thompson gazed at my bare feet. He was quiet for a moment. "Thompson, I have some very pretty feet but um sure you didn't come dine here to look at them. I could've sent you some pictures." He put his head down and chuckled. "Naw, Coyle you're right. I need some info. Blount. What you know about him?" I bite my bottom lip. "Blount. Corey? I know a lot about Corey Blount. My daddy used to run with him. He made HPD look bad a couple of times." "No Piggy, um not talking about Corey Blount. I'm talking about Reginald." I knew who he was talking about. "Yeah what about him?" "His name has come up across some of my homicide cases. What you know about him?" "I know alot about him. His name coming up in homicides is nothing new. Its your job to prove or disprove if he got anything to do with it." Most men did what they could. Niggas like my daddy, Mac, Mike Walker and Reggie B, well they do what they want. Thats the difference between stiff niggas and lame. Thompson was phishing and I didn't like that. I would not be a part of him trying to take down one of the most honest men I knew. "You taking this personal, Coyle?" "I am. We can talk about this money blast but Um not gone roll over on that nigga. It ain't happening." "Must be nice. Loyalty in a woman ain't so common no more." I took off my harness and laid it across my desk. "Thompson, I'm making some moves around here pretty soon. I need you to do what you say you gone do. One thing I will tell you is that you wasting time following him as a lead. Homicide ain't really his thing unless it comes down to survival." I sent a text to Reggie B. It said Lay Low. His response? Um at the Mo City Zoo. I text back Stay there. "Just thought I'd ask. I know this your city, Coyle." "Meanwhile, I got a list of warehouses in Pasadena that I need you to shake. Preferrably tonite." He took the list from my hand. Sat on the edge of my desk while he looked over it. I hate when peopls sit on my desk. It irks me. "Ok, I gotcha. You gone let me take you out for drinks afterwards?" I see where he was going with this. I had to nip this in the bud. This was business and I wanted to keep everything separate. "I'll see." I got up and stood by my door. He caught the cue and told me he would call me when the job was done. The warehouses on that list were already mine. I did this for two reasons. Wanted to see if Thompson could take direction and two see how strong security really was at the warehouses. Was glad he left. I had a pair of fuschia open toed satin sandals from Bakers. They were still in the box. I took em out and put them on. Sat back in my chair and undid the button of my jeans. The world around me transformed as I got high. Purples Greens and Oranges were the colors I was seeing. For some reason i could hear Jodeci playing. Come and talk to me I really wanna know your name!!!!!             

That Nigga Reggie B: Kingpin

I swear it ain't no love in the heart of the city! I watched this hoe walk across six lanes of traffic and no one hit her. That walk of hers. Piggy is just like me except she softer and smell good. But her mind frame is that of a stiff nigga's. Guess that shit come from her daddy being ____. I gotta hand it to him. He raised one with her. I remember the first time I met her. Its been about ten years ago. She pulled over one of my lil niggas in Quail Run. Right in the front of the hood. Aro was a real live wire. She had every right to take him to jail. I spoke up for him. She looked me dead in my eye and I knew then that she wasn't your average chick. Oh she was nice to look at but you see Courtney Coyle ain't nothing a square can deal with. Now she was King. I did my dirt around the city and I done served and gave enough of my time and money to the state of Texas. Piggy knew this but she always looked out. If she knew my spot was about to be shook, she called me. Our friendship wasn't a barter either. She never tried to pick me for information. She knew what type of nigga I am anyway. I felt that she fucked with me the long way cause I did the same for her. Still it was something in her that I wanted to tame. She had a platinum mouthpiece and I sometimes wonder what it would be like to have it wrapped around my-Shit! I swear my phone stay ringing. "Yeah what?" No answer. I was sick of this shit. This been happening for about the last week. Mfs calling and not saying shit. I wonder what is it for me to get into this beautiful Houston day? Probably pick up my son and drop some racks on him. Man I swear I love him more than life itself. Sad to say I could take or leave his mama but I love him. Shit, I guess I love her too but she such a BI-yeah she something else. It's cool though. One day my lil nigga would be grown and he would know the truth. One thing about me, I know I ain't shit. But I grind and one thing they will always be able to say about Reggie B is that that nigga always did what he had to do. Like that or love it. Still inquiring minds wanted to know how Piggy's lil ass took out Ivory Albro. He ain't been seen in a minute and his body ain't been discovered either. I saw that DSW pendant of his around her neck though like it belonged there. You hear things. While I always knew she handled her shit there was something really different about her. Darkness in her eyes that excited you and scared you all at once. I remember once I was serving this dude I didn't feel comfortable with. Something told me to invite her along with me. Courtney stepped off her bike in five inch stilletto boots and a football jersey. She hung on my arm and called me Daddy. I met this asshole who was supposed to bring me 300 large for some product. Of course I was strapped. We meet up and he on some robbery type shit. Piggy sensed that right away. She purr in my ear that it was .40 ways to live and die. I grabbed my pistol and before I know it she and I had blasted. Four shots a piece and I had my money and my product. The mf hadn't counted on my blonde bombshell detonating. Through the whole meeting he kept eye fucking her. That's what got him killed. So whether or not she offed Albro or not, I fucked with her. She like me I guess, what lames called being real, it was us breathing and existing. I would be a king in her eyes forever and you gotta respect a woman who feel like that about you. Yeah I think me and my lil nigga rolling today. Wood Wheel on my Pandora. I'm up early my nigga don't sell dope after night time.....

Piggy Softens Up....

I smiled as I sat in my car. I could still taste Lv's lips against mine. Very married my friend is but that fact didn't turn me off. Dee Walton was a very lucky woman. He had agreed to help me where I needed him. Houston was the fourth largest city in America. I had a lot of ground to cover and Walton could get me places that I couldn't venture into on my own. Wonder what Tameika was up to? Past couple days I had been through it. Every now and then, I start getting nostalgic thinking about how things could and needed to be different. I gotta shake that off. Realized that I hadn't heard from David since the incident. Probably scared him off. Typical. I wasn't mad at him though. That was a lot to deal with. Let me get my ass to work. I know I had a desk full of case files. I saw that I had two missed calls from Thompson. I had made a deal with the devil. See I figured I would need another cop on board. Thompson and I were hometown buddies. I suspected he wanted to fuck me. I can admit it. I was attracted to him too but something about him made me feel that I couldn't fully trust him. He probably felt the same way about me. This game was sum else. I turned the radio on to Magic 102. D'Angelo was singing Cruisin. I turned the volume up loud as it would go. I hit 610 and headed downtown to the office. Checked my rearview and sure enough I was being tailed. Another day in the life of King Piggy. I reached up under the dash and grabbed the nine milimeter I had been keeping there. I switched into the right lane. Sure enough the Black Denali truck switched lanes too. Quick glimpse of the license plate. I ran the number through Atlas. LaTosha Wilson. Yeah she was lame enough to come after me. I switched lanes again on her. So did the truck. I could do two things. I could have a shoot out in the middle of the day in Houston traffic. Or I could do the responsible thing and lead her to my job so that we could talk. Let's face it. Um not always the responsible chick. I saw the back driver side window come down. I let my window down and shook my head. The scope of a .22 rifle was pointed at me. I shift gears and lowered the steering wheel down in my lap. I cocked Nina. Gripped the cross around my neck. I put my lights up on my dash and I introduced those niggas to Gangsta Piggy. The first shot hit my rim but my shot shattered the Denali glass. The truck hit the guard rail. There are cars all around me. They got over seeing my flashing lights. I grabbed my badge and pistol and got out of the car. I was slab parked at 610 and the Kirby exit. Reggie B pulled in behind me. Black Bentley with bullet proof panels. Menance is what I called him but I could always count on him. He rolled his window down. "Piggy you alright?" I smiled. "Question is you need to ask these niggas if they alright." He recognized the driver. "Dee?" The driver had his hands up. "Reggie B, you know this nigga?" He nodded his head. I went to my rim and pulled that .22 shell casing from my tire. Reggie B got out the car. "Dee, what you doing? You don't want it with this one. This bitch is crazy." "I want the asshole that fired this shot!" Dee quickly gave him up. He still had his gun aimed. "Umma count to ten. You drop that rifle and maybe nobody dies." He didn't think I was serious. "Five, nine, ten." He threw the .22 out the window. I hugged Reggie B. Kissed his cheek and rubbed his back. "Been a long time baby." "You still crazy as hell I see." I laugh. Reggie B was that nigga. That's how you talk about him. I could've bust him years ago but see the thing is Houston needed a kingpin like Reggie B. Always would. There was a mutual respect between us. "Get outta here Reggie, black and whites on the way. I'm sure you still wanted." He kissed my cheek and reminded me of popsicles and he was gone. I walked up to Dee and told him to get outta here. "You send a message back to your boss that she can come see me. Either we talk or she die." Him and his shooter were gone. When the black and white arrived, I barked orders and got back in my car. On the passenger side was a black Houston Astros fitted. On the side B.L.O.U.N.T was stitched on it. A note that read call me King Piggy. I shifted gears and got back on my way downtown. I could've very well caused a massacre. I'm getting soft but I didn't know how long that would last. When I got to work Lieutenant Derrick Thompson was waiting on me. I took my time getting out of the car. "Piggy, we need to talk." I licked my lips. "Sure Sanka, we can talk." I sashayed past him into the building. No matter what, I was in control of this shit. My king status hadn't gotten to my head. I would run this city and still be the super cop I had worked year at being. Houston would tattoo my name across her heart. You better know that. Wonder what Thompson wanted to talk about? Small thing to a giant....

LV's friend Piggie....

In my mind I'm going Piggie, Piggie, Piggie! I was glad to see her. She laid a weapon on the table that was bigger than her but she commandeered respect. I would love her to my dying days and I knew that she felt the same way about me. We used to go to high school together. I always knew she'd be somebody to reckon with. Here she is today in all her glory. I saw her come in through the front and I swear when she walked in the chairs and tables moved to let her through. There was something about her no mistaking that. I kissed her cheek and she held me longer than she needed to. Courtney flirted with me because she could. Who was gone check her? Sides that I enjoyed it. I wanted to introduce her to Tosha Wilson. Shannon Monet had personally saw to it that I was taken care of. I was surrounded by beautiful women. All three of them were deadly. The one I called friend was probably now the deadliest. She had been crowned King. Shannon Monet rushed over to the table. I heard her whisper something to Piggie in French. Piggie kept her eyes on Tosha and waved Monet off. "Piggie you look good like always." "So do you babe." That voice. She always sounded like she was purring at you. Tosha seemed tense. I knew she was still having a hard time with the loss of her little brother. She said he had been killed doing some work for her. This game was deadly. That's why I kept it separate from my life with Dee and our daughter. I loved Dee like the air I breathe and the way my little girl would look up at me, there was nothing on this planet that I would trade that for. I had amassed a fortune. My network now was somewhere near a hundred million. I knew it was the talk of the Houston rumor mill but I didnt care. My wife was a doctor and me and her together made it happen. "How you doing Tosha? The world is small. Didn't know you knew my LV." Tosha's hazel eyes were slanted at Courtney. There was definitely some bad blood between the two of them. I took the liberty of ordering for Piggie. She dug that. "CC, I ordered ox tails and rice. Cabbage and sweet potatoes for you." Her eyes sparkled. CC was a real woman. She got off on men that took charge. She grabbed my arm. Rubbed it seductively and squeezed. "Thanks bae. You know what I like." I waited for her to remove her .40 from the table. She didn't. "I invited both of you ladies today because I thought that you all could benefit from one another." I heard Tosha suck her teeth. "This bitch can't help me with shit!" Piggie just chuckled. "LV, your lunch guest is pretty but she has a nasty ass mouth." She took a sip of water. Shannon Monet moved closer to the table. "Everything ok? Food'll be out in a minute." "Shannon, we're good. Won't you bring out Tosha here some of your collard greens wontons." Piggie somethin else. "Bitch you killed my brother and think Um gone sit here and break bread with you?" Damn, so Piggie had offed her little brother? I sat and watched Piggie sip on water just as cool. "Tosha you sent your brother after me. I have to defend my home." She was right. I would kill any motherfucker bold enough to enter my home. Tosha turned to me. "LV, I'll get at you later." Two of her men pulled her chair and she walked close enough to slap Courtney. C.C. didn't flinch. "We'll have our day lady." Courtney took another sip of water. "Bitch, I look forward to it." Tosha walked away. Piggie looked me in the eye but hollered out to Tosha. "I sent your mother an arrangement and my regards." Cold. Tosha charged back towards Piggie but not before Piggie was up with that .40 in her hand. I was now between the both of them. Two intoxicating fragrances. Boobs and asses would be everywhere. "Tosha, gone on. Call me later. This ain't what you want. You know now who you're up against. She won't stop either." Tosha smirked and left with her entourage. I tuned to my beautiful friend. "Got dammit Courtney. Really? Was that comment necessary? Did you have to taunt her?" "LV baby sit down. Calm your nerves. I can not let her or anybody undermine me. Um king and Houston had better get used to it." I shook my head. I was looking at a beautiful maniac. Courtney the raging ram to my torrid Twin in my Gemini. "You smell good baby. You always do. How's Dee and the baby?" She stroked my leg flirtatiously. Piggie could kill a square. "They're good Piggie. I wish you wouldn't do that." She giggled and planted a wet kiss directly on my lips. I didn't stop her. "Let's eat LV." We sat and talked about her come up. I enjoyed myself. She touched me every chance she got and I was turned on watching her lips wrapped around her fork glass whatever. Her eyes is what drew me in. By the end our conversation and cognacs and creme brulee she had talked me into doing stuff for her Embassy. I'm all for it. I paid for our lunch and walked her to her car. Tipsy we both were. She stretched all the way up and kissed me. I felt her tongue and the fullness of her hips. My hands were on her waist. She pulled back and whispered One day against my lips. Just like that she was gone. I hear UGK'S Supposed to Bubble in my head. Piggie was something else but we would always be friends. She needed me and I would be there for her.

Lunch with LV

Life is complicated but only what you make it to be huh, Pac. There is soo much going on. I don't know what the hell that was, Mattie Mae gave me but it was what I needed to get some sleep. I'm looking at my arms and my veins are raised. No worries I got a pair of pink and beige Baker's stilettos sandals that will do the trick. Soon as I can find a towel. I hear my phone ringing but I don't answer. Once that shoe is on my vein I sit back and I see colors and feel things I can't explain. My bedside clock reads 5:13. Damn how long have I been sleep? Thinking back to yesterday. I had made another enemy. Tosha Wilson. This hoe from the east side thought she was gone cut into my business. Naw it don't work like that. These shoes are great! Figure I need to get my ass up and get into some police business. The Embassy will have to wait. Um thinking I'll wear ripped Levi's. Blue suede Steve Madden pumps. Royal blue lace bra and panty set. Grey Tshirt. Pink lipgloss. I pull the clip and let my locks free. I have come a long way with my hair. It's down my shoulders and wild like me. I rub lotion over the cheetah spots inked into my arm. My body is still there. Umma horse thick where I should be. I pull my jeans up and marvel at the lion thats tattooed on the left side of my ass. I have distinctive tattoos and I remember each and every one of them. I slip my pink manicured toes into open toed Steve Madden pumps. Check the clip in my .40. Spray Halo all over me. I think about my piglet. There is nothing I would not do for him. I notice that Mattie Mae's Silverado isn't in the driveway. No telling where they are. I can't wait to buy her another vehicle. Like a Benz or something. She been acting strange lately. Can't wrap my finger around it though. My phone rings and I instantly smile. It's LV. The constant man in my life who I knew didn't want anything from me but for me to be okay. I flirted shamelessly with this man. He would wave it off. He had amassed a fortune and no body knows how. From time to time he would call to check up on me. "What's up Piggie?" Always pronounced and spelled my name with an ie instead of a y. I dug it. "You, sometimes me and all the time US. What's going on baby?" "I heard you king now. You got nine lives too." "You heard a lot then." "I don't wanna discuss things over this phone. I need to see you. Meet me at Shannon's Plate." "When?" "Now if you can." "I'm on my way." I put on shades and get in the car. Been a long time since I'd seen LV. Most importantly I needed to call Shannon Monet and let her know I was coming. Didn't need no drama. She answered on the first ring. "Im on my way." I hung up. She called back. I didn't answer. I turned Pandora on and Love by Keyshia Cole was playing. Pulled up to Shannon's Plate and had valet park my car. I saw LV right away. Seated at the table was Tosha Wilson. Her facial expression changed when she saw LV kiss my cheek. I saw the panic on Shannon Monet's face. Tosha's goons got up and I pulled my DSW pendant out so that it was in full view. Her goons stepped back. Oh yeah this was gone be an interesting lunch. I sat my .40 on a clean white linen table cloth. "LV baby let's talk."