Chapter 7
Harlem was like a ghost town as they drove through it, It was like one of those showdowns from the old westerns when 2 gunfighters meet in the middle of the street and everyone rushes in and locks up.
Tza: " Whys it so quiet ? "
SML: " They heard you were coming sweetie "
Tza: " oh really ? I was wondering, are you just unlucky with your hair or do they only make cheap weaves in Israel ? "
SML: " I should snap you like a twiglet! "
Tza: " You give it a try sister, you'll be using my Gucci heel as a tooth pic "
Fran: " Ladies ladies, i get that there is femmeosterone flying around in here...and yes i made that word up, it's a Franism, i believe in getting some equal words out there for women, and remember i am up for re election in 15 months....ahem....anyway we are all on the same side, lets focus "
Mister J pulled up close on his bike.
Mister J: " Yo preslicous, you dropping the pimp game ? gimme some skin! "
Fran: " Heh, I am merely calming the situation "
Mister J: " Of course and that is what you DO baby! "
Mister J gave Fran gun fingers.
Tza: " Keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the bike you fool "
Mister J: " Don't be hating sweetcakes, the J man's sculpted thighs have this machine in a death grip "
Tza: " Are you sure you aren't gay ? "
Mister J: " The J Man scoffs at the mere idea of him being a sausage bandit, don't confuse my flair with that, I got many tricks "
SML: " So now you are a magician ? "
Mister J: " Well they say when the J man is around a beautiful woman their panties disappear "
He gave her a huge grin.
MJK: " Eyes ahead guys "
In front of them was a road block consisting of 5 souped of Japanese sports cars and in the centre a armoured black Escalade, A panel in the Roof of the Escalade slid back and a seat arose with a gold plated gatling gun on the front of it, sitting in the seat was FA with an ear piece and com mic.
FA: " Yo, we got ya cornered, there ain't no place to run and no place to hide, FA got tha drop on ya cos that's how i Ride! "
FA started laughing, in the rear view MJK saw 4 black Honda bikes pull up, they were indeed trapped..........All of a sudden the sound of screeching tires could be heard and in the rear view MJK saw a yellow GT40 with black racing stripe burst into view and launch into a powerslide, an arm came out of the window with an MP5 in the hand and opened fire on the stationary riders...It was Captain Cmill and Jolie was in the passenger seat.... MJK saw the opening and pulled out his glock.
MJK: " bm, GO!!! "
bm slammed the 300C in reverse, MJK lent out the window, took aim and fired a round at FA, he hit the swivel mechanism on the seat and FA went into a spin. Mooki lept up to help his boss.
Mooki: " Wadda i do boss ? "
FA: " Stop me spinning you fool! "
The 300C was now heading towards the Gt40, MJK could see one of the riders getting up, he lent out the window with his shotgun and blasted off a round, the visor on the riders helmet shattered and a river of blood flowed out.
The two cars were now at full speed, heading back through Harlem, the GT40 in the lead, FA had sent 2 of the Japanese sports cars in pursuit. Mister J was weaving in and out of both of them trying to draw their fire but a bullet hit the 300C in the back right tire and the car flipped over.
The GT40 slammed to a halt and Cmill rolled out opening fire as he did, he hit the undercarriage of one of the cars and it swerved sideways into the other, knocking it into the front of a shop window, J slid off the bike.
SML crawled out from the wreckage of the 300C, one of the cars was trying to restart, she ran at it with a her glock in one hand and MJK's in the other, she ran up the bonnet onto the roof of the car firing as she went, blood splattered onto the insides of the cars windows.
As she dropped off the other end, the driver of the other car lodged in the shop window was stirring, she dropped the clips out of both guns and tucked MJK's in her back holster, she put a fresh clip in her gun and calmly walked over to the driver, she fired off two rounds, one in the chest and one in the head.....she headed back towards the 300C as the other were getting out, Cmill looked at her dead in the eyes.
SML: " Where i come from we don't take chances "
She walked on and Cmill looked around the streets of Harlem and breathed deeply.
Cmill: "Same where i come from "
MJK: " What the hell do we do now with one car and a bike ? "
Just then The Iron Fist popped out of a side alley,
TIF: " I got a place you can hide, come with me "
MJK looked at Cmill and shrugged, they all followed TIF.
To Be Continued.....