Until Further Notice

THREE WEEKS LATER!

Pink remained alive and safe..... Jamaican Jack feeling the pressure of having a ruthless hitman from Detroit after him....one who had wiped out eight of his soldiers and avoided capture by both the police and his henchmen decided to close up his popular eatery....and leave town....

There was a sign on his restaurant...."CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE!!!"  His loft was completely empty...and his car was gone!!!!  For all intents and purposes...Jamaican Jack had left Philadelphia for good!!!

Flounder Wilson used this vacancy to his advantage...He sold off the rest of his package to all of Jamaican Jack's former customers and sent Detroit the money they had been waiting for...He even got a few new customers in the Northeast...and the suburbs...

Duke Clarke remained in hiding.... He was now wanted for 8 murders...His face was plastered all over Philadelphia...Every cop in the city was looking for him..

There were cops at the Airports, every Bus Station...At the Train Station....State Police were patroling outside of the city.....

Even the FBI put out a fugitive warrant for him....Things couldn't have been worse for him...

Flounder was questioned three times.....Of course he denied knowing anything about the whereabouts of Duke Clarke...

He said he had never met the man...

Because there was no proof otherwise...The police had to release him...

 Finally I met with Sissy on the rooftop....I had her large tumbler of Hot Coffee, three creams and extra sugar like she liked it..

"Happy New Year Kevin...I take it this is something important...We haven't met like this in a few months.."said Sissy with a smile..

"I may have a few answers to some questions you may have had lately..."I said.

''Do tell?" she said and flashed that sexy smile I had come to love...

''Flounder Wilson...He put a contract out on our good friend Pink.."I said.

"Really? No wonder I can't seem to find him..." said Sissy...

"He is moving a package on the street, supplied to him by a figure from Detroit known as Big Uncle..."I said.

Sissy's eyes got as wide as saucers....

"BIG UNCLE!!!This explains his soldier, Duke Clarke being in town...I thought it had something to do with Jamaica Jack."said Sissy..

"Well it does...The contract was on Jamaica Jack and Pink...He was supposed to take both of them out.."I said.

"Okay...Jamaica Jack I understand...That was Flounder Wilson's competition...but why Pink?  He's not into Drugs..." said Sissy...

"It was over a girl....This girl..."I said and showed Sissy a photo of Tiffany..."She's gorgeous...She looks a lot like you Sissy..."I said..

Sissy blushed...

"She does resemble me...Maybe about ten years ago....You think I'm gorgeous Kevin?" she asked..

"Of course...I can't name a male who doesn't..."I said.

''Awwwwwwwwwwwwww thank youuuuuuuuu.."said Sissy ,smiling from cheek to cheek..

"Pink had been dating her....Only..She's Flounder's girl...That Condo she lives in...Flounder pays for it..That 2018 Lexus she drives...Flounder leases it..."I said.

''So he put a contract out on Pink because of a girl?  And he called in outside help...From Detroit to do this?   Playas don't hit people for personal reasons...That certainly makes him look kind of...Well Kind of weak."said Sissy...

"His late partner, Tony Fetters tried to tell him that...I paid him a visit a few weeks ago and tried to negotiate a sit down between him and Pink to air out their differences...He wasn't interested..."I said.

 ''So this was you??....You whispered in Jamaican Jack's ear that he was the target of a hit!" she laughed...

"I did...I had no idea it was going to result in this much carnage.."I confessed...

''Well,None of the eight guys killed were choirboys..All of em had sheets and you helped out the city by getting rid of Jamaican Jack...He's gone from here for good...He's been spotted in Kingston ,Jamaica.."said Sissy, laughing.......

"Flounder Wilson has no doubt told you that he never met Duke Clarke...I have proof that he has met him.....Tape recorded conversations of him and Duke Clarke...and photos of the late Tony Fetters picking Clarke up at Newark ,Airport and bringing him into the city.."I said.

''That's how he got here huh?  We stopped him from coming in the city a few weeks ago and sent him home...back when we were investigating the so called "Commission" Jake 'Greasy Thumbs"Gaskins, Baby Dave Gillis  and Frank White,may they rest in peace and Don Dada, who also chose to close up shop..." Said Sissy..

  "Until Further Notice?" I asked..

"No...For good!"said Sissy and we both laughed... "Get me that proof and we'll take Flounder Wilson off the street...."said Sissy..

"He won't roll on Duke Clarke.."I said.

"He won't have to...We'll have him on Conspiracy to commit Murder and RICO charges...That'll be enough.."said Sissy...

"Okay...I'll arrange that...With him gone...Duke Clarke won't have a client...And his slimy ass will probably return to Detroit...At any rate...Pink can come home.."I said..

''Thanks Friend...For all of your help throughout the years..."said Sissy..

"Don't mention it...It sure feels good working with you and not Lieutenant Tragg..."I said.

"Please don't bring his name up.."said Sissy...We both laughed..




II-

At Jamaican Jack's now defunct Bistro...A strange meeting was occurring... Duke Clarke met with Flounder Wilson....

Flounder laughed...

''Wow, talk about Irony...Who would think to look for you here huh?" he said..

Duke Clarke didn't see the humor or irony...It was all lost on him....

"I'm going home tonight...I've already made arrangements to leave town..." he said coldly...

Flounder shrugged...

"Oh well..At least you took care of my Jamaican Jack problem...Detroit is pleased with getting their end huh?  I tole Big Uncle...Once I cleared out this new territory....I'd get nothing but solid profit...I'm getting low...When you get back to Detroit....tell him I'll be needing a re-up.." he laughed..

"Oh yeah...I was on the phone with them last night...There aren't going to be any re-ups...Not to you anyway."said Duke...

"Huh? What do you mean?" asked an astonished Flounder...

"My employer doesn't find you very professional...In fact he finds you very weak...Mooning over a woman...You know you can lose a lot of money chasing broads...but I aint never heard of losing broads ,chasing money.."said Duke..

"The broad won't even speak to me....I was over there last night..."said Flounder..

''And you're paying for her to be there? She's driving a car you lease...??Man you disgust me.."sneered Duke Clarke, who pulled out his pistol with a silencer and fired three shots center mast into a shocked Flounder Wilson's chest....

"OH MY GOD!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT....I'VE BEEN SHOT!!!" said Flounder as he fell to the ground...

Duke Clarke stood over him....

"Pathetic!" said Duke , who fired one more shot into Flounder's head!   Flounder Wilson was dead...

III-

 The next morning....Airport police discovered a car parked in Long Term Parking in Newark International Airport..

In the Passenger Seat ,with a nice neat hole in his head was Duke Clarke....They estimated he had been dead for little over four hours at the time he was found....

He had left Philadelphia late last night with a person or persons unknown and whoever he left with shot and killed him and left the car, which was reported stolen in Long Term Parking at Newark Airport..

Duke Clarke had two pistols on him, both with silencers....One was a ballistics match to eight murders in Philadelphia PA. that he was wanted for.   The other was a ballistics match to Flounder Wilson's murder...

His body too was discovered , two days later...Floating in the river....nude....This was Big Uncle ,cleaning up a mess!

With the deaths of Hitman ,Duke Clarke and Flounder Wilson reported...

I got word to Pink that the coast was clear....He could come out....

Pink was ecstatic ! He was beyond ecstatic....And guess what he did? He made a bee line to Tiffany's loft...

''Pink ,I've missed you so much these past few weeks..I didn't think I was going to see you again.."said the beautiful brown skinned woman named Tiffany..

"I was staying with some friends until all of the smoke cleared....I didn't know it was going to end up like this.." said Pink as he stared at Tiffany ,sitting on the bed in Gray panties, matching Gray bra and knee highs...

"I know how much you like me in these...So when I heard you were coming to see me...I got them out." said Tiffany...

 ''Lawd have mercy girl.You are sayin a taste.." said Pink...

"You gonna stand there and stare or are you going to take your clothes off and get over here?..."asked Tiffany...

"You know what I'm gonna do said Pink...Who hurriedly got out of his clothes..

"Flounder was over here two nights before he died, begging me for it..He was so pathetic...I couldn't see myself with him...He just disgusted me...He  wrote me into his will,left me that Seafood Joint...If I would give him some...I still refused.." she said...

"And he still let you stay here? You still kept the car?" asked Pink...

"I lost the car and I'm gonna have to leave here soon...but I have money...I'll be alright."she said and smiled..

"Nice! " said  Pink...

"Now enough about Flounder. It's all about me and you now!" she laughed...

Pink laughed...

"Girl, what you say?.." he said grinning from ear to ear...

Soon they were kissing passionately and he was sliding her knee hi's town and easing her panties off...She was unhooking her bra....

He was lifting her up and entering her slowly , but powerfully....

''Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.." she moaned...

''Yeah baby...it's about to be on...." said Pink...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my goddddddddddddd!, ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...." she moaned...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh daddddddddddddy put it on me.." she moaned as the bed began to squeak like crazy and the headboard began to slam up against the wall...The legs on the bed were close to breaking...

"LAWWWWWWWWWWWWWD!" yelled Pink.....

EIGHT TO NONE HOURS of hot sweaty lovemaking continued in that room.....Tiffany's phone was no longer ringing.......She was in the throes of passion....

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOD!  OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH LAWWWWWWWWD!  UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM...OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" she moaned as her bed squeaked like it hadn't in months....


"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU...UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!" moaned Pink....who was enjoying himself immensely...

The bed was really rocking now...squeaking uncontrollably , the headboard close to coming off.... She had had several very intense orgasms and now was having a big one...legs shaking...sweat rolling off of her face..tears streaming out of her eyes...

Pink was cumming like a gusher...and shaking something fierce....

"UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH! " he moaned...

She rolled over on top of him....

"Pink ,I want you to stay with me ,You don't have to work or anything do you?" asked Tiffany...

Pink smiled sheepishly...

"Baby I'm yours until further notice." he said.

EPILOUGE-

 As it turned out...Tiffany did inherit Flounder's Joint through a very last minute entry in his will..She gave Pink the job of managing it...

For the first time in a long time...He had a straight job  to supplement his other activities...From the looks of things ,he was doing a good job...He knew money if he didn't know anything else..He stopped High Stakes Gambling....Will wonders never cease?

 It remained a seafood market  as well as a restaurant...that served Mussells and Crab Legs to die for...

 ''Sepia ,I should have been coming here..Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.."said Bonita who was enjoying the Mussells and Crab Legs..

and just moaning...

"I told you.."said Sepia, who had brought Kimmie with her this time...

Robert Foxworth whispered in my ear...

"Kevin...I love to hear her moan like that....Oh yeah and the food is good too,especially these hot wings.."he said..

 The Hot Wings were a new item added to the menu...

 I busted out laughing....

"Thanks for inviting us out...Ronnie and I needed a new place to go.."said my friend, Bonnie Shay, who was there with her husband, Ronald Shay

...enjoying the food also..

It was a nice gathering...

Kool Kat was enjoying his food too , as was his wife,

Chelsea....

He looked at me...

 "This turned out well Kevin...We didn't have to hurt anybody...They did it themselves.." he chuckled..

"It worked out better than I planned..."I said..

Kool Kat chuckled..

"That's why I rolls with you..." he said..