“Bitch,” a female voice barked, “don’t fuckin’ try ta be nice ta me … not afta you wuz talkin’ all dat tough shit da other day.”

Tender’s eyebrow rose, curiously. This chick must have mistaken her for Kat. She didn’t know who this was.

“Excuse me,” Tender stated, “I don’t even know who dis iz.”

“Bitch, don’t play dumb wit me. You know who da fuck dis iz,” she replied furiously, with venom dripping from her voice. “Dis Q baby momma! Niecey!!! You fuckin’ home wrecker. Didn’t I tell you ta leave my man alone? Bitch, you hardheaded, huh? I see you gonna really make me hurt you.”

Tender thought, Things must be pretty heated, if Q’s baby’s mother was calling the house, making terroristic threats. She quickly wondered how she got this number. Then she remembered how nosy and resourceful women could be. Especially if they thought their man was cheating. They would violate everything that they stood for. Stopping at nothing till they found out what they needed to know. They weren’t below taking a number that appeared too many times on their man’s pager or cell phone. Getting a copy of his phone bill or checking his phone while he was fast asleep. They were going to get it one way or another. At least an observant woman would.

A devilish thought crossed Tender’s mind at that very moment. Since this chick think I’m Kat, I’ll let her believe it. She even instigated their spat, further agitating the woman.

“Bitch, fuck you! You ain’t doin’ shit ta me! … If you wuz fuckin’ ya man right he wouldn’t be over here fuckin’ wit me! Eatin’ my pussy … aha bitch! Now, what?! How my pussy taste?” Tender yelled into the phone before slamming down the receiver.

After having a good laugh at Kat’s expense, she patted herself on the back for that. Clearly she wasn’t the same person who joined the ranks of a secret society known as strippers. Her experiences had hardened her soul worse than any callus. She’d always said she wasn’t afraid of Kat. Soon she would get her chance to prove it.

But what she didn’t know, what she never got a chance to hear, was the irate young lady’s vow to kill Kat.

CHAPTER 16

CHAPTER
16

GOLDIE WAS RESTLESS. She hadn’t had a peaceful night’s sleep since God knows when. The stress of the past few months was manifesting itself on her face, in the form of dark bags under her eyes. She was fired from Sue’s Rendezvous strip club after she passed out while on the job. The Ecstasy pills she’d taken had dehydrated her.