Ain't Nobody Business if Piggy Do!

 I shook my head. There was foam and blood spewing out of her mouth. I looked down at her. She stared at me as life drained from her body. Did I feel bad? Yeah and no. Yeah, because she was a mother and she had hooked my hair up and I genuinely considered her a friend. No, because she had come for me. If circumstances were different I could've been laying in a pool of my own blood. This game was dirty. We all knew it. She thought she could trust Monet and look what that got her. I turned to Michelle. "We got to clean this shit up and fast. You live in a nice neighborhood so I know 5-0 on their way." "Shit, CC. You ARE 5-0." "Exactly Chelle, that's why I don't need to be here when they get here. Let's get to work." It took Meika, Michelle and I all to roll those muthafuckers out the back. Michelle had a Silverado truck we loaded them in. We took bleach, Faboloso, the purple kind and mopped the blood up. Michelle's maid helped us get it off the walls. I was tripping because the maid did so without so much as a question. She knew what it was, I guess. The other two men who were with Dynastie, I had never seen. Around her neck was a cross. I remember she had told me her grandmother gave it to her and that she never took it off. I snatched it from her neck. I would make sure that her daughter got it. I wasn't a total monster. We finally got the house cleaned up. I told Meika to call Mike. This was bigger than what we could handle. "CC, I got Mike on the phone. He want to talk to you." "What's up Bae, I need you." "What's up Piggy? What you got?" "Its three of em. They bled out real bad. Two bucks and one doe. Some pretty good meat. Got em on the back of the truck." "Ok, Antlers still intact on the bucks?" "Yeah but its still messy. Can you clean this up for me?" "Yeah I got you, you know the fee?" "Yeah I know, when your court date?" "Its June 27." "I got you. 5 right?" "Naw don't worry about that. Just take care of the case for me." I handed Michelle the phone. "Give him your address. Ladies, let's go. We'll go back to the hotel and get ready for Albro's ass. We gotta get some rest." "Courtney who gone replace Dynastie?" "Nobody, we good. I got another AK and we could do this no prob." Michelle grabbed herself some clothes and all the explosives she needed plus that hot gauge she had just used. In spanish she told her maid to have someone out tomorrow to repair the doors and then we were off. I pulled out my blackberry dialed Monet. It went to voicemail. Meika looked at me like I was crazy. "Why would you call her?" "Meika she sent them after us. Nobody else knew we were at Michelle's. So I just wanted to touch bases with her. I'm geekin. I need to get to some shoes bad." Michelle reached into her bad and pulled out an Loubou pump. "Here you go cousin." I took a shoe string out of my purse and wrapped it around my arm right above my vein. I tapped the vein to make it visible. I then laid the pump on it. I leaned back as my eyes rolled back in my head. Meika sucked her teeth. "CC could you not do that while I'm driving. Shit! You know Michelle, you really shouldn't encourage this. CC got a problem." I rolled my eyes. She was right. I really did need to get a handle on this shit. But if I wasn't doing shoes, I think I'd go crazy. I untied the shoe string and sat back and listened to the radio. My phone rang. It was Albro. "Piggy, you on my mind." "What's up?" "Nothing, you still with your girls?" I looked around. How in the hell did he know who I was with? "Why you ask?" He chuckled. "Cuz I know you are and I know yall have been some bad girls." I hung up. I had to get rid of Albro. He was now starting to really annoy me. We got to the Sheraton Astrodome and I got one more suite for Michelle and Meika. Gave both of them keys and I retreated to my own room. I closed the door behind me. I was alone. Sometimes solitude was the worst thing for me. What the hell was I doing? Here I was a mother, cop and now I was so into this shoe shit, I didn't know if I could turn back. I had killed and destroyed. I didn't know who I was anymore. I stripped down to my attitude and laid across the bed wearing only a pair of green Steve Madden platform pumps. My .40 laid on the bed in front of me. Who would miss me? I was high as shit. But I was in pain and couldn't pinpoint what was bothering me. I would probably never see my Blahniks again. Where was my life headed? I put the gun to my temple as tears rolled down my face. Then I heard Scarface's voice in my head. "I gotta lil boy to look afta, and if I die then my child'll be a bastard." I shook it off and laid the gun down. I had a job to do. I would take over Albro Industries taking my rightful place as the third coast's stiletto Queenpin! I had come up on the backs of others, sure. If I had to do it over, I'd do the same thing. Wasn't no sense in me lying. There was a knock on my door. I grabbed my pistol. Nothing good usually came from knocks on my door. I was naked as the day I was born except an ankle bracelet and those fierce pumps and my pistol of course. I opened the door. It was room service. Needless to say, he got an eyeful. It was a steak dinner compliments of Ivory Albro. I invited the server in to set it up. "Come on in, you've seen insanity before. You live in Houston." He blushed and came on in. When he did, Albro walked right on in behind him. I then started weighing my options. You see I was going to kill Albro. But hey why not give him a glimpse of heaven before I send him to hell.Nobody would ever know. The server left after Albro tipped him. I sashayed my way up to Albro and on my tiptoes I kissed him on the mouth. He moaned. What? My body needed this. I was high as shit and tonite I was going to do what Piggy wanted to do. Everything that glitter ain't gold, Ivory Albro.....

What's behind door number one: Piggy, Meika B and Michelle yo!

I was staring my mentor and boss in the eye. It was like I was looking in the mirror. You see I knew this bitch was crazy but I wonder if she knew the same about me? "What's up Monet? I see you hooked up with Alvin Ray here. What's goin on, AJ?" He simply nodded his head at me. In all of my years of knowing Alvin Ray, he was never much for words. He watched and guarded Monet like a hawk. "I said we need to talk. Alone." "Monet, why you being rude. You see Meika B, here. And then you brought Alvin Ray with you." Monet's eyes turned a steel gray. So did mine. The room was quiet. Monet and I stared each other down. You see I knew her game. "Alvin Ray, come on. Piggy YOU call me." She walked past me but made sure her shoulder brushed mine. She stopped in front of Tameika. "Meika, I have been having the hardest time with my bluetooth dialing everyone in my contact list. I saw that it was dialing you earlier. Sorry about that." Meika gave her the most gracious smile. "Oh you good, Monet. I hadn't even noticed until a few minutes ago. I was going to call you back but now you're here." Monet just looked at her. She wasn't a fool but what could she say. "Alvin Ray, let's go." He looked around the room again as if to inspect it and then he went to open the door for her. I walked to close the door behind them when Alvin Ray pressed a white business card in my hand. We were eye to eye. He looked at me and then again nodded. I didn't know what this was about. I turned the card over and I almost fainted. The card was an HPD business card. I had a shit load of them myself. His name was printed on them. Detective was in front of his name. "What is it CC?" "Nothing girl." "That Monet something else ain't she?" "Yeah she is. Hey what you gotta do?" "Nothing. Why what's up?" "I need you to take me to see my cousin in River Oaks. Carr-I mean Michelle is cool. She gone help us with the bust." "Alright let's ride." We hopped in Meika's six series BMW and we headed to River Oaks. Michelle answered the door in a kimono and Chinese Laundry slippers. We embraced. "Cousin, we need to get this rolling." "Okay Piggy, how soon we talking about?" "Tomorrow. We meet in Meyerland. I'll have my stuff. You bring the extras. We gone need your explosives to get in that safe, Michelle." She nodded her head. "I got you." "We all need to be in black red lipstick." Meika and Michelle both looked confused. "Why red, CC?" I didn't want to keep explaining this. It was weird but Albro had a thing for my lips. And he loved them red. I needed my team to mirror this. "You know CC, you one twisted ass MF." Meika B then smiled. "But I dig it chick." I laughed. "Meika, she get that from her daddy's people." "Shut up, Michelle. You do remember that we are FIRST cousins?" "Oh yeah that's right." We talked a couple hours had some drinks. Michelle glanced her security cameras. "Fuck, we got company y'all." There were three men coming up the driveway in ski masks. Michelle grabbed a twelve gauge. My .40 made its appearance and Meika's .44 was ready. Boom! There goes the front door. I looked at my beautiful goons, Meika, the devoted mother/dough girl and Michelle, my auntie's baby girl and investment banker/detonated asshole if you pushed her, and said, "They coming through this door. Do what I do and we'll have brunch later after we take Albro's ass." They both nodded. Boom! There was the door to the room we were in. It's on. My .40 spit. Meika's Desert Eagle went off and Michelle fired that twelve gauge like that's what she was born to do. And we didn't stop. Wondered what the carnage would look like after the smoke cleared. Who gave a fuck? I didn't stop shooting until my gun clicked. "CC, stop we got em." I walked over to one of em, she was still moving and breathing. I snatched the mask off. Shook my head. I knew I was gone have to kill her. I bombed first! Michelle had lit a cigar. "I told you that bitch was rotten. Now look at her ass." So this was Dynastie's destiny huh....If its my life or your life guess which one I'mma choose.

Monet's Technological Mishap

The pictures that were in this file would make even some of the most seasoned detectives cringe. They were horrible. There was a picture of Lena sprawled on her back. Blood was everywhere. She was dressed in a robe and nightshirt and you could see her growing belly. The only evidence they found was the three .380 shell casings. There were statements from Albro and Lena's dad but that was about it. This was crazy. Her son died shortly after she did. Naturally I would've thought that. But according to the autopsy, Lena died almost instantly. Her baby survived right on up to the point of the coroner arriving. How sad. Just to think that maybe her baby could've survived. The more and more I read I thought about how much of a monster Shannon Monet was. I mean her own niece? That meant that she didn't give a damn about me push come to shove. There was a knock on the door. Instinctively I pulled my gun and walked to the door. Who is it, I called out. "Piggy its Meika." I had forgotten that she was on her way. I opened the door. She walked in and looked around. "What's up Meika?" She dropped her head. As usual she was dressed to the nines in True Religion jeans with a DKNY Classie white shirt and four inch Chinese Laundry open toed pumps. I looked at her. "CC I got something you gotta hear mama." I nodded my head. "Ok, what is it?" She placed her Iphone on the table. "Listen to this." All of a sudden Shannon Monet voice is heard. "Look at the end of the day CC is gone do WHATEVER she need to do to survive. Her and her girl already don't trust you. " I then heard Dynastie next. "What you mean don't trust me? And who is her girl? Besides that we just did a heist together a couple of weeks." "Mychelle is her girl D. Make no mistake about it. Her and Mychelle are thick as thieves, excuse the pun." It was quiet for a brief moment. "Well, CC and I are cool. Any problem she got with me she can tell me." "You sure about that?" "Yeah and I mean what you got against her? Thought y'all was tight." "Yeah well we were, we are I mean. Look today, I was on Xanax and started drinking too much. I slipped up and told her some things that could bring me and everything that I have worked hard to build down to my knees. You get my drift. I love Courtney, but this is business and the rest is bullshit." "So what you want me to do?" "Bitch I gave you motive now you tell me. We in position to take it all. I mean it's only a matter of time before CC go- The message was then cut off. She must have realized her phone had accidently dialed Meika. I chuckled. "What the hell is going on CC?" "You just heard it. She paid me handsomely to kill Albro and now she is propositioning Dynastie to kill me. Shit I need a shoe." I pulled one pair of the Ferragamo sandals I'd just bought out of its box. I ran my hand down it. Meika snatched it from my hand. "Oh no you don't. You are not gonna space out on me again. This what you do when shit get hard huh? Hell naw. We gone deal with this." I reached for the shoe. "Come on now Tameika, I need it. Imma be sick." "That's ok. I'll hold your hair back while you vomit. What is going on? After I heard and recorded that conversation, Monet called me twenty times. I'm guessing I wasn't supposed to hear that." I shook my head. I knew it was coming. My stomach was in knots. My breathing had gotten harder. I pleaded with Meika to hand me a shoe. "Come on Meika. Imma kick this shit real soon but I need something now." There was a knock at the door. Meika turned to me and asks, "You expecting company?" "No." Meika motioned for me to be quiet. She went to the door with her .44 she never left home without. "Who is it?" "It's Monet. Open up." "Just a second." I lay on the floor in convulsions now. Meika gave me the shoe and helped me to the bathroom. "Bitch fix yourself up. Don't let her see you like this. You got a role to play. I'll stall her." She then closed the bathroom door. Alone I put my feet into the shoe and I instantly got better. This was almost better than sex for me. Colors came alive and I was whole again. I splashed water on my face removed the shoe and blew my nose. I came outta the bathroom to see Monet standing there with Alvin Ray. He was her top goon. "Piggy, perhaps we should talk. Alone." I smiled. I looked at Tameika. She looked at Alvin Ray and he looked at Monet. "Anybody see you come up here, Monet?" Tameika smiled. Monet look puzzled. "Why," she asks. I said a prayer. God help her, give me the strength. If I die tonite......

Chad Blair's side of things....

"Really, Chad, WTF do you want?" He chuckled and exhaled. A cloud of Havana smoke circles his bald head. "Still mean as shit huh, CC?" I crossed my arms over my chest. "Was that supposed to change? Again, why are you here? I unloaded but that does not mean I won't still kill you." "Bullshit, Piggy. I know you. If that was what you were going to do, I'd be dead by now. You know why I'm here. My case." I was dumbfounded. What the hell was he talking about. After we parted ways as partners I went narcotics and he went into homicide. I wasn't working any homicides. "Blair, what the hell are you talking about?" I went to the room's bar and poured a shot of Vodka. Mixed in a splash of cranberry juice for color. "The Carethers case, CC. You inquired about it. I want to know why. And don't lie to me." Damn, how could I have forgotten that? Chad was lead on that case. I turned to face him and the file was back in his hands. He shook his head. "You know this case still haunt me. I still see that girl shot up like a dog. Pregnant. You know we found out that she was carrying a little boy. I can't get Albro's blood curdling scream out my mind. Loss of family most times is the only thing that make MF's like him cry." By now I had downed my drink. "So you guys never got a lead on who was responsible for it?" "Hell no. I mean Lena had a clean slate as far as we knew. I mean she was college student, no criminal record, didn't even have so much as a speeding ticket. The only thing she had against her was that she was Albro's girl. You know he had more than his fair share of enemies. So naturally we looked there. Nothing. We had to immediately rule out robbery because the killer hadn't even come into the house." I shook my head. "Damn, and that was all y'all had." "Yeah pretty much. Oh but then we had one neighbor of Albro's who told us that she had seen a light skinned black woman get into a Beamer. It was after she had heard the shots. She said she wouldn't have thought nothing of it except for the woman was in her underwear. We didn't even release that to the public. It was so ridiculous." I felt like I had been punched in the gut. Shannon Monet had been telling the truth. "Did the neighbor tell you what color the beamer was or give you any other kind of description of the woman?" "Naw, but then again she was a elderly white woman. You know we all look alike to them. She had described the woman as a 'colored girl'." Chad and I both laughed. I rubbed my neck and tapped my nails on the table. "Something you ain't tellin me, Coyle. Why are you so interested in this case?" I was quiet for a moment. "Now why would I tell you that? I don't trust you no further than I can throw you. You know I could've lost my badge and or sent to the penitentiary. I couldn't believe you had rolled over on me." Chad looked at me, blew more delicious Cohiba smoke my way. "Is that the man you think I am? Huh? I mean I am a bastard. We won't argue about that but do you honestly think I would roll over on YOU? I would've surrendered my own badge. I see that's what they told you though. Denise said they would do it too." I sucked my teeth. Chad Blair had been on many front lines with me as a Houston Police Officer. About three years ago he and I were in a situation in Fifth Ward. I had orders from my captain to take a shot and I ignored it. Why? Because the victim was in my line of shot. The suspect would've been spared and an innocent person killed. I couldn't do that. Instead I had Blair cover me and I went into a trap house. Not any trap house but one on Quitman Road. When we went in suspect pointed his gun at me and then the victim. I asked him to let her go. He turned his Beretta towards me, and I popped him in the front and Blair hit in the back. Victim survives. Of course we both had to go before IAB or the Internal Affairs Bureau. My captain came to me and says, "Coyle, my orders were disobeyed. Whose idea was it?" I refused to play into that. If he was going to relieve me then so be it. I would not give up Blair. Keep in mind I knew about Chad and Denise. Who is Denise? She is the police captain's wife. "CC, Fairfield found out about Denise and I. So he gave me a choice. I could roll over on you and be reassigned or uphold my loyalty to you and have everyone hate me. I chose you Courtney and when I did, he told the entire department that I had gave you up. He turned you against me." I was standing there with my mouth wide open. I couldn't believe this. "Chad you didn't even try to contact me and let me know what was going on. I mean next thing I hear you in Fort Bend county." "I had to. I was now known as a cop who gave his partner up. You know that couldn't go on unanswered for." He was right. My cell rings. It's Tameika. "Hey chick, when are we hitting Albro? I need to know a definite day." "Day after tomorrow. How about you meet me at the Sheraton Astrodome in about an hour." "Alright bet. I got something you need to hear." She hung up. "You expecting company?" I looked up. "Yeah I am. So you gotta go." "One more thing, you ever need anything, I mean anything you call me. Denise works for Albro you know." What the hell? Why would he say that. I played it off. Shrugged my shoulders. "Why do I care about that?" He said nothing. Winked his eye and then he was gone. Something tell me that my covert takeover was no longer that. I didn't care. I would handle my business and Houston would remember me forever. Like it or love it, I would establish a legacy. I sat down and opened the case file. A new horror began....

When the Cohiba Smoke Clears....Chad Blair Appears

I ended up kissing _____ longer than I meant to. When our lips parted I felt a tingle roll on down my spine. Damn! We had some serious chemistry. We both had to admit that. But right now under these circumstances, our chemistry was wrong. "WTF is up with you two? I leave you alone three minutes and here you all kissing. I mean who does that?" I rolled my eyes. I didn't have time for this. Mac needed to take care of this. I reached up and wiped my sticky lip gloss from his lips. "I'll see you all later." Okay so I know I didn't HAVE to do that. But Jody's insecurities was starting to annoy me. The last time I saw her I told her that it would be up to her to make him forget about me. She was still doing a piss poor job of it I see. Through clenched teeth I heard her say, "See that's why I was cheating on your ass." I stopped and turned around. Mac looked at me and then at his wife. "What did you say?" She looked around. She repeated what she had said just a little less forceful. He then nodded his head and glanced at me. I saw defeat in his eyes and then all at once he backhanded her. I didn't budge. Stunned that he had hit her in public, Jody turns to me and utters one word. "Bitch." I smiled and bit my bottom lip. Blew a kiss to them both and put on my Christian Dior sunglasses. I sashayed away. I was probably going to hell for many of the things I was doing. I picked up my cell and I dialed Monet. Neither her or Dynastie could see me. I watched them as they sat a bistro table in the galleria. They looked to be in deep conversation. She sent me to voicemail. I called again. "Hey Piggy. What's up?" "I don't know. You tell me. Where are you? I mean not a hour ago you were stumbling drunk and I get back to the hotel and you're gone." "Well you know, I have things to do. Besides that I can definitely hold my alcohol. I have meetings bright and early in the morning." I didn't believe a word that she was saying. I knew that after today's dining experience, I could no longer trust Shannon Monet. She offed her own niece. I still wondered if Albro knew this. At the restaurant he showed obvious disdain for her too. I don't know. But watching Dynastie and Monet chop it up gave me the creeps. "Monet where are you now?" There was a pregnant pause. "I'm around CC." I hung up. There was no sense playing games with her. My phone then alerted me to a text. "I got that file for you." I responded back. Have it couried to the Sheraton Astrodome. ATTN: Karen Hayes. My captain responded back AFFIRMATIVE. I needed to know all I could about details surrounding Lena's death. I knew that Shannon Monet was a monster but if what she told me was true, I needed to distance myself from her. I got in my car and headed straight to the hotel. When I got to the door, I could sense a human heartbeat right by the door. I pulled my gun out and pushed as hard as I could on the door. "You betta have good effin reason why you're in my hotel room." He looked up and smiled. "Piggy we better than that. Lower your weapon. You oughta be glad to see me." I kept my weapon on him. Chad Blair had been my friend and partner for close to five years. Hadn't seen him since the incident we had. Heard tell that he rolled over on me. Cardinal sin amongst cops so he was railroaded until he moved to work for Fort Bend county. "The Bridge is Over, Courtney." In his hand was the case file I requested. "Put that file down and leave before I kill you where you stand." Chad pulls out a Cohiba cigar. Lights it. How I love the smell of those. "Piggy you got some explaining to do...I ain't going nowhere." He pulled his .44 and we were at standstill. I still loved him like blood is what I'm thinking. I hit the button and my gun's magazine hit the floor. He smiled. "Come give me a hug, bae." God send me a sign. Why is he here?

When Things Can't Get No Crazier; They Do!

As I sit here on the back of this hotel toilet, there are so many things going through my mind. Monet had gambled on love and lost. Lost her f2#kin mind. Albro had come up. Now many people would disagree with the way he had come up but he had come up nonetheless. And Piggy. Who was Piggy? Well Piggy was a good person. She had went the wrong direction and stepped into the wrong shoes. Manolo Blahniks to be exact. Wrong but they felt so right. I'm sitting up on the tank of the toilet with my feet on the lid. In my hand is a .40 cal, a 19 though. I hate the 17 because they often misfire. How great do I look in these red Christian Louboutin pumps! Shannon Monet and I were the same size. I knew I couldn't keep them. That's one thing about shoe addicts. You didn't wear or try to keep anyone's personal stash. Again I needed to know who the hell had my Blahniks. I now looked at Albro differently. I remember how effed up Lena's death was and never related that to Shannon. I got up and washed my hands. Splashed cold water on my face. When I did I glanced at myself in the mirror. CC, what are you doing? When I came out of the bathroom Monet was stirring a bit in the bed. Now I had to decide where my loyalty really lay. Monet had partially been responsible for the woman I am today. But then sometimes I had to wonder how good or bad that was myself. But then Ivory Albro had started to grow on me. Just barely. I decided I needed to get down in a major way. So I called Anna down at the Galleria. Told her I was coming. She informed me that they would be closing in an hour. I told her I had cash. "See you in a bit Piggy." When I got there she had chilled Moscato for me with smoked gouda and melba toast, green grapes and smoked salmon. I thought that was funny. I sat down on my favorite chaise lounge. "How are you, CC?" "I'm good, Anna. Was that a new pair of Ferragamo sandals I passed up on the way in?" My breathing quickened. Anna stood back and looked at me. "Yes darling, why they come in sand, black, mauve and jade." She sat out to bring me a pair in every color. I could feel my American Express card vibrating in my pocket. Anna took off my shoe. She rubbed lavender scented lotion on my feet and methodically slipped on a footie stocking. "How does that feel," she asked. She slipped the sandal which was a caged Italian leather upper with a six inch vamped heel onto my feet. Anna stared at my toes and rubbed them back and forth. Sometimes I had to watch Anna. She had some freaky fetish when it came to my toes and I had told her many times before: HELL NAW. "Anna!" "Oh I'm so sorry darling, its just that you have such beautiful feet." "I know Anna. Um what do you have in Betsy Johnson?" "Oh I have a leopard print open toed six inch wedge. It's on sale too. I think it's $499." "Ok tell you what, give me all of the Ferragamos and that BJ wedge." "Coming up darling." I handed her my credit card. My phone rings. It's Dynastie. I hadn't really talked to her much since the meeting we had at Michelle's. "What's up Doll?" "Nothing chick, I'm anxious. Waiting on this bust to go down." "It's gone happen. I guarantee that. You been alright?" You see Dynastie had me feel funny the other day so I was still feeling her out. Tryna to get into her head sort of. "I've been okay. Where you at chick?" "I'm around." You see I still didn't know who had sent those goons to off me at Meika's house. I mean they had DSW around their necks but I doubted it because Albro wasn't that sloppy. "Oh I see, you incognito huh? Hold on somebody on the other line." I hung the phone up. Anna came out with my shoes and receipt. "Lester has loaded them in your car out in valet." I gave her a hundred dollar tip on top of my five thousand dollar tab. "See you next time Anna." As I was coming out of the store I ran smack dab into my favorite couple. ____ and Jody. It was obvious he was happy to see me. Her not so much. "CC, how are you girl?" He bent down to embrace me. His cologne had me stirring. Jody clears her throat. "Jody, nice to see you again." She rolled her eyes at me. "Bae, I'm going in to see Anna." The minute she walked in Anna flipped a closed sign on the shop. I snickered. She went into another store. "You know you didn't have to do that to her." "I know but she needed to be put in her place, Mac. How is that shoulder?" He moved it around. It's still a lil sore but it'll be alright. You know the other day was awesome. Can't stop thinking about it." I smiled. But something was bothering me. "Hey did you ask Albro to introduce us because you missed me or was this some pissing contest between him and you?" He stopped smiling. "Piggy why would you say that? You know how we are. Hell yeah I missed you." I mean he sounded sincere but I couldn't focus on that. I needed to know why coincidentally Dynastie was now in the Galleria too. May not have been anything but the life I live is crazy and I still didn't trust this bitch. Then she was sitting with Shannon Monet. "Mac, kiss me and right now. I'll explain later."I didn't want either Dynastie or Monet seeing me. Monet suddenly looked rested too. I grabbed Mac and ducked around the corner. Guess who was eyeballing us when we did? Jody with her hands on those thick hips of hers. I didn't care though, I had higher stilettos to wear.

Piggy gets deeper into Monet MUD...Decision Time

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I remember that case clearly. It was widely publicized across Texas. Lena Carethers death is still under investigation. I tried to mask my contempt. This meant that Shannon Monet was even more dangerous than I thought. I was shocked but then I wasn't. Here was a woman who had gotten just about everything that she wanted. When Albro had rejected her for her much younger niece, she couldn't stand it. She went on. "I emptied my gun into her. I didn't feel a thing. I walked back to my car. Got in and drove away. I remember passing his car. Part of me wanted to stop him before he got to his house and saw what I had done. But the other part needed him to see what he had made me do." Shannon Monet tears were flowing. She picked up a napkin and wiped her face. I peered over at Albro and he and his goons were enjoying dinner. I no longer had an appetite. "So what did you do?" "I didn't do anything. I got rid of the gun. I went home and showered. I had her blood all over me. I changed and I paced back and forth. I had just took the life of my brother's only daughter and her unborn child. So I went back to Albro's place and it was a mess. Newsvans, ambulance, police and then I saw the coroner's van. I started hyperventilating. Don't get me wrong, I knew she was dead before I left but seeing the ME vehicle was validation. I tried to contact Albro. He didn't answer. I wasn't prepared to see her there and like that. I mean she just looked so happy. Like she was at peace and that should've been me dammit. I just didn't know what to do. My brother called me later that day. He was in tears and it was in that moment that I hated Ivory Albro. I mean look what he had made me do! She was only 19, with the rest of her life ahead of her." Shannon Monet shook her head and took a sip of her Cristal. "Aren't you gonna finish your food?" I thought this bitch is crazy. "I didn't want to kill her but I was forced to. He wasn't gonna leave her alone. She could give him the one thing I couldn't. A gotdamn baby." Hmmn so that's what it was. Monet could be with any man she wanted to be with. I mean she was beautiful, smart, she had her own money. I knew that it was something missing in her life. "I tried to console him, CC. I did. I mean I'm not a total monster. He wouldn't have it. Told me I was wasting my time. He would never get over Lena. He had lost his baby too. I told him we could adopt and I could hire a surrogate mother. He wasn't tryna hear none of that." I realized that Monet had taken a Xanax and had drunk most of that Cristal herself. Yeah she was full. Me and Monet's relationship was that of boss and employer. I mean we had been through some things but not like Mychelle and I had or even with me and Tameika. There was really no reason for her to share this information with me. "Monet I think you've had a little too much to drink now." She looked at me and blinked. "You know, CC, Tuesday Morning was our favorite store. Lena and I. I would take her all the time and buy her all of the latest fragrences. I visit her and her baby's grave every Tuesday. She haunts me you know." A single tear fell from her eye, down her cheek and it landed on her heart. "It's okay Monet." She looked at me and scowled. She hit the table with her fist. "It's not okay Piggy. Albro has to die. He has to pay for what he did to ME!" There were whispers and stares from the other patrons. Albro and his goons got up from the table. Shannon stood up and called out to Albro. "Albro!" He didn't even turn around. That did it. He had humiliated Shannon Monet publicaly and in front of me. I knew then that if I didn't kill him she definitely would. "Come on Shannon, let's go. People are watching." I told the waiter to put the meal on her tab and I walked her outside. I thought of putting her in a cab but I thought better of it. I helped her back to my hotel room. She popped another Xanax. She looked at me and said, "Don't tell nobody what we talked about. Nobody knows I killed Lena except you and her." She closed her eyes and was out. FUCK! What was I to do? Just then my cell rang and it was my lieutenant. "Coyle, ain't seen you since the bust the other day. We got another tomorrow. You need to be in pocket." "I got you lieu. Hey I got a question? You remember the Lena Carethers case?" "Yeah I do. I was called out to the scene. It was pretty bad. Why?" "I just thought about it today. Where can I get the case file?" "Give me an hour and you can come pick it up. Why- you know what the less I know the better. See you later." We hung up. I let Monet sleep and I stared at her Red Loubous that she had on earlier. I started scratching. I took her shoes and went into the bathroom. Closed the door behind me. I got high and I waited. I was into this deeper than what I wanted to be now. Lord knows.