Chapte 1

"Oh yes! Uhn, fuck me harder Devon, oh yeah right there" Emerald heard those moans of pleasure coming out of HER bedroom. She had just came home from her buisness trip in California she wanted to suprise her husband but instead, heard something going on upstairs. She quietly took her heels off. Quietly, she krept up the stairs and opened her bedrrom door to see some light brown skinned chick getting back shots from her man. She watched for a mintue getting turned on until she realized, it was HER husband. She closed the door and shook her head. She went to her hallway closet in which she put her gun at, inside a safe. She opened it and grabbed the .44 calibrer, and screwed the silencer on it. She inserted enough bullets and then, she kicked open the bedroom door.
"Babe, it's not what you think!" Devon was the first to speak. he was standing with a hard on and the girlhe was fucking had Emeralds favorite blue sheets wrapped around her naked body.
"No, it;s exactly what i think nigga, how dare you? How long have you been fucking her?" She asked waving the gun in his face.
"Not long" he said looking down.
"Your a fucking liar!" She screamed, and then in a quick second, the woman he was with tried to run but Emerald punche dher in her face and the girl was on the floor crying out in agony. "Hm, and to think, i was going to have your kids but you threw that out of the window" She smiled an evil smile.
"Babe, i'm sorry, lets just forget this and move on"
"No, aint no moving on...well, not with you as my husband"
"Then we can get a divorce"
"More like i'd be widowed"
"But-" 4 bullets rang out silently and emerald wa smart. she had on gloves the whole time so fresh prints werent on it and then she put the gun in safely in the box, taking the bullets with her. She took her boat out onto the lake they lived on and dumped them out there. She came back into her house, putting her heels back on and made a cup of coffee. She then did the usual routine she did when she was there daily. She called for her husband, went upstairs and pretended to be shocked.

A few mintues later, an investigator was asking her questions as sh epretended to be upset. She told the cop a lie. She left the theatre and then got home at the time she did but then sat in her living room and watched a movie and then realized she didn't see her husband and then, went upstairs and saw him and some girl dead naked in his bedroom. She investigator thanked Emerald and she was free to go. She stayed right at her mothers house and stayed there until she was ready to go back to her old home.

Chapter 2

"Uhm, what are you doing here?" Emerald was stopping a white man who looked to be in his mid-50's and was carrying a clipboard.
"Ms. Williams?" he asked looking at her weirdly.
"Yes?"
"Okay, your payment fot the house is overdue and the bank wants you to pay or they will sell your belongings and your home"
"
Okay, well you tell the bank this" She got an attitude "I just got finished burrying my husband and usually he paid for all of that so if they dont mind, i hae to find the money and i will pay them more then what they expefct only if they wait"
"Ma'am they dont-"
"I dont care what their policy is, just tell them and tell them to call my cell with the answer" Emerald left him outside and entered her home. She went right into the crime scene and felt a little dowm, but got back up. She grabbed her louis Vitton luggage and packed everything she wanted. She placed her clothes in there and then some. Making sure the secret money under the hardwood floors was in her possesion, she smiled in the garage placing the stuff into her car.
"Emerald" A manly voice said behind her, scaring her half to death.
"Pookie? What's up" She said hugging him.
"Nothing, where you going?"
"Oh, the bank is going to evict me so i decided to grab my stuff before they try to act like dicks and sell my shit" She said smiling.
"Oh ture, and what about that duffel bag?"
"oh, thats mine now why?"
"You know theirs money in that?"
"Yeah"
"And drugs"
"Yeah...wait what?"
"Devon was a drug supplier and he would keep everything in that duffel, the drug and the money"
"Wow, he's a fucking snake"
"MMhmm, so your about to take over?"
"I'll see"
"Okay, well you have my number, call me and i'll help you with thoose drugs"
"Okay Pookie" She said and he left the garage. She heard his engine roar and soon, he pulled off. She follwed in pursit and went back to her condo nobody had no idea about. She put everything away and hif her duffel bag in the bathroom, under the tiles that sat under the shower.....


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