Love Locked Down 2 ( Dana's Got A Gun ): Love Locked Down, #2

By Candace Mumford

Love Locked Down 2- Dana's Got A Gun 
Part 2 Of A Two Part Series 

Newlyweds Terrence and Dana Hill's relationship was a test of love and trust from the very start. From a marriage forged behind the seedy walls of Sampson State Penitentiary to having their new marriage rocked with a deadly secret that bounds them to one another for life. Their secret was enough to destroy the bonds of any marriage. But what's a new bride to do if there are more secrets lurking in her past? 
Dana's spent her entire life burying something she thought died with her mother. But when you have secrets flowing through your veins, your very DNA,someone is always waiting to bleed them out of you. Even family. 
Terrence Hill left prison a changed man or so he thought but as the old saying goes, money is the root of all evil and he's about to find out family can hate you more than a stranger ever could.

• Language: English
• Publisher: A.N.C. Media Publishing
• Release date: Aug 24, 2015
• ISBN: 9781516392254

Candace Mumford

Candace Mumford aka Ms.Bam is the Author of Urban Fiction and Romance. An avid reader and fan of the Urban Literature genre herself,she's excited to write in a genre she's enjoyed for years. Ms.Bam hopes to offer any reader that decides to purchase any of her books a page turning story full of characters they love and a few they love to HATE!

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2.

Terrence

What the fuck? I thought racing around my office. Who the fuck is this nigga in here trying to rob me at gunpoint? I guess he learned today. My wife wasn't fuckin' around when she said she loves me. With the edge of my shoe I turned the mans head to the side so I could see what was left of his face. I pulled of the mask. It was soaked with blood and brain matter but I had to take a look at his face. I stared down at the man leaking blood out of the point blank wound from his head. I didn't recognize him at all. I damn sure couldn't place his face with half of his head blown off. How the fuck am I going to get this nigga's body out of here without being seen? I thought to myself pacing the room. I had dealt with drugs since I was a kid and ain't never had to get my hands dirty like this. When some shit was going down Jamel and I had a crew of people to step in and handle things but this was Dana. My wife. I wasn't about to put her life in anyone's hands but my own. I heard a cell phone ringing from the direction of the mans body.

I know this nigga didn't come in here trying to rob me now he's taking calls? He could have at least turned it off. I reached down into the dead man's pocket pulling out the cell phone. Who the fuck is this? SHIT! It was locked with a pass-code on it but I threw it in the pocket of my jeans anyways. I knew someone who was thorough as fuck when it came to anything electronic. On second thought ain't no telling what kind of GPS this nigga got on this phone..., I thought pulling it out of my pocket and throwing it onto the man's lifeless body, "...that shit is getting melted down just like him."  Who in the fuck would try to come rob me at gunpoint? As grisly a sight as it was, I couldn't tear my eyes away. I didn't recognize him at all. I ain't fucked with no one since I got locked up. I don't owe anyone shit. Why would anyone be trying to rob me? Who the fuck is this?

I ain't been out but a hot minute. I stepped away from all the drugs...is this just some random shit? Or is someone really trying to get at a nigga?

I had to get to the bottom of this shit if only to make sure it never happened again.  I was trying to turn my life around but if niggas around here thought that just because I'd gone legit, I'd gone soft too they had another thing coming. Right now all I could think of was getting rid of this body without being seen and making sure none of this bullshit ever lead back to Dana and I.

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3.

Tamera

" Cordell where's ya' boy at? If he'd done exactly like we told him, that nigga should have been here with the loot already!" I screamed  pacing the floor. My right hand was itching like crazy so I knew Cordell's boy Larry had gotten the money!

Damn Tamera, calm the fuck down....,

" Nah nigga YOU calm the fuck down! We didn't send anyone to rob your broke ass brother. We sent them to rob mine! For both of our benefit. Not just mine Cordell." I shouted. Something wasn't right I could feel it. My itchy hand never lead me astray. Larry had robbed my bother and was trying to cut us out of the deal. The nigga had dipped on us. I told Cordell's scary ass to go with Larry to rob the spot but he insisted it might make things worse if something went down and Terrence saw him.

Cordell was really pissing me the fuck off. As if my day hadn't already gone from sugar to shit already. I'd finally thought I would have a minute to regroup after working my ass off in that damn club when Dana strutted her ass up in Amy Ruths. That shit pissed me all the way off. Lately any time I crossed paths with her it just pissed me the fuck off. Just hearing her name now days put me in a foul mood.

Walking in the restaurant in a custom designed dress and the latest red-bottoms that I knew good and damn well my brother paid for. There I sat mooching a meal off Camyrn's worrisome ass? It wasn't right.  The good life Dana was living right now was thanks to me. The bitch owed me and was trying to play stupid.

That bitch didn't have shit a few months ago. Let me not lie. Dana, had a closet full of hot ass clothes that she'd made and designed herself. Now her whole style seemed elevated because she was topping the shit off with the latest designer shoes,jewelry and handbags. No thanks to me, that bitch Dana had money to burn. Money that my brother used to give to me.

Fuck a friend. Never again would I go out of my way for someone. Especially when it may leave me with the short end of the stick.

Then Terrence had nerve enough to fire me. Fire me? Just who the fuck did Terrence think he was talking too? I rode that entire bid out with him!Visited Sampson State penitentiary faithfully to see his ass. Then this nigga had nerve enough to let me go? His own damn sister. That's when I made up my mind to get Cordell and his boy Larry involved. I knew Terrence kept some cash in his office so I hyped up the amount I thought he had in there when I was telling Cordell and Larry about it. I made sure to let them know they had to bust up in there this afternoon to get it because of when Terrence made the bank drops.

Hell all those damn shifts Terrence had me pulling had to stand for something right? Shit my eyes had been peeled since the day I started working. Especially given the fact Terrence had suddenly become stingy as hell.  Now here we sat waiting on Larry to come back with the loot. The nigga hadn't answered his cell phone at all.

How do we know this nigga ain't made off with the money after we done hooked him up with this lick? I asked Cordell. I know one thing, if some shit like that went down, Cordell was damn sure going to know I was unhappy about the situation. Everything in my life was falling down around my ears and Cordell wasn't bringing shit to the table but dick and sometimes even that wasn't even hitting the right spots. Hell dick wasn't paying my bills or allowing me to shop in the least.

Bitch do you wanna do this by ya' damn self?

My mouth dropped. Oh no this nigga didn't call me out of my name!

Who you calling a bitch Cordell?  Never that! Ya' Mama might be a...,

No sooner than the word mama come out of my mouth than I felt the sting of Cordell's wide palm slapping my face so hard it felt like he'd loosened every tooth in my mouth. I grabbed my face. I was in pure shock. The right side of my face was throbbing in pain.

Cordell cocked his head looking at me as if daring me to say another word.

"  My Mama what? You still have something to say now that I just rattled your goddamn teeth? Let me tell your monkey ass something. Don't you ever fix your mouth to say something about my Mama. That woman is an angel sent from above! So whatchu gonna do BITCH? Call your brother? Dial that nigga up and let's see what  the fuck he gotta say about his own sister setting his ass up to get robbed."

Tears sprang to my eyes. I couldn't believe this nigga had just laid hands on me. I mean it wasn't as if it was the first time Cordell had put his hands on me. But I thought we were past all that. I wanted to jump on his ass right then and there but the threat of him telling Terrence about me setting him up kept my mouth closed. I know this nigga better watch his fuckin' back though! My own father before he passed had rarely tapped my bottom as a child and my brother had never laid a finger on me. Cordell was getting way too damn comfortable laying hands on me.

Cordell leaned back in his chair looking at me.

Now have you calmed the fuck down? A nigga gotta slap the taste outcha' goddamn mouth just to get you to listen. I have to shake up your goddamn brain just to get you to listen to your man. Cordell spat, his eyes narrowed to slits looking me up and down like he smelled something.

I wanted to cuss his ass smooth the fuck on out but I thought better of it. I don't know when Cordell had gotten it into his head it was okay to lay hands on me again, but now that he had, I wasn't going to tempt him anymore. Maybe Terrence was right about Cordell from the start? I decided it was best to just humble myself for him a little bit and make him feel like he was that nigga. The tension in the room between us was high and I needed that shit to drop to a comfortable level immediately. I didn't want both sides of my face lumped up before the night was over. I wonder if this nigga is bi-polar?

Cordell baby you know I'm not really trying to question you. It's just this whole situation has me a little spooked being that it involves my brother. Can you try and understand how I feel right now baby? I promise I'm not trying to front on you. I'm just wondering where ya' boy is with the money. I hope he didn't run up in there all sloppy trying to rob the place.

Cordell sucked his teeth loudly.

What the fuck you so worried about now? You bitches kill me. You the one that came up with the plan last night to rob his ass. YOU DID. Then some shit went down with him today and we had to jump into action according to you. All I'm saying is give my man a break! Ain't like we had adequate time to plan shit out. You're the one who wanted to send my man in there today guns blazing. Now let the nigga do what he's good at. I don't need you in my ear talking shit when we're only doing this because you wanted it done. Oh and just so you know...ya' ass shady as fuck. You best believe I'm fuckin' you with one eye open from now on. Cordell said laughing in my face.

For you to want us to do this shit to your brother. Your own flesh and blood? If you can do that to Terrence after all he's been to you, I know you ain't got no love for me Ma'. I know I can't trust your ass as far as I can see you! Cordell said laughing over his shoulder looking at me. My sight bad as fuck right now too! So that should let you know I don't trust your black ass at all.

I decided not to even respond to Cordell's taunts. I knew he was only trying to bait me. Probably so he could slap me again. I think he got off on beating women. It kinda felt like he was looking for any reason possible to snap on me and I refused to give him one. At least right now. I'd humble myself until I had my cut of the money. Where the fuck is this friend of his at with my damn money? As soon as I get my cut I'm done with Cordell's sorry ass. For real this time.

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4.

Dana

I don't know how long I sat in the shower but the water had long ago turned chilly. I was shaking for an entirely different reason than the tepid water streaming over my body. I'd just killed a man. How could I ever look myself in the mirror after doing something like that? I mean I know they say you can't put murder past anyone but I never thought that I would be able to kill someone. Evidently I didn't know what the hell I would or wouldn't do. I was going to spend the rest of my life in jail. You're going to jail Dana, My thoughts were on repeat.

It didn't feel like I had another tear in my body to shed. I was 22 years old. My birthday was coming up soon and I was going to spend it behind bars. We'd never get to have our real wedding. I was never going to experience being a mother. My life was over. Would Terrence come and visit me when I was in jail?

From the moment we'd made the hasty decision to get married I'd stood by him while he was still in jail. I'd taken over the task of keeping money on his books. No matter what I was doing each weekend or what I would have rather been doing, I was at visitation each Saturday faithfully. Making sure Terrence knew he had someone to come home to. Now the shoe was on the other foot. Women made those sacrifices for men who were locked away every day. Would my husband do the same for me? Especially since unlike Terrence, I wasn't going to get out.

I'd just killed a man. What I'd just done wasn't going to get me two years behind bars and an early release for good behavior.

"Mama please help me! Tell me what to do. Should I run? Turn myself in and face the consequences of my actions? Or place my life in the hands of the man I just killed for. After all,I just gave up my whole life for this man."

The shower curtain suddenly pulled back and I was looking into Terrence's warm,brown eyes. I don't know why I had the feeling everything was going to be okay with just one look at him but I did. Regardless of what I'd just done, I knew Terrence was going to take care of me. But would he take care of you if he really knew you Dana? I asked myself.

You cleaned up baby? Shit I thought maybe you'd fell asleep up in this muthafucka! Terrence said smiling at me. I was shocked to see a smile coming from him given the predicament I'd just put us in. I turned off the shower and Terrence held out a towel for me. As soon as I stepped into it he began rubbing my skin down.

Terrence what did I do? I did the wrong thing. Every time you see me that's all you're going to see. A murderer. I don't want you to look at me like that Terrence. I messed everything up for us baby. I cried breaking down into tears. Again.

Dana..., Terrence barked his voice so forceful I immediately swallowed the next sob trying to escape my throat. "...you know what I'm going to think about every time I see you? I'm going to think that woman loves the hell out of me and put me before anyone. Even before herself. I'm going to know that I have a woman that rides for me no matter the situation.

I ain't got nothing but love for you because of what you did today. When it came down to him or me. You chose me. That's all I'm going to think. If I didn't know it before I know it now. You got me. You got me till my last breath Dana Hill." Terrence said bending down to plant a kiss firmly on my lips.

You protected your man, your husband and I'm always gonna protect my wife. So don't worry about a thing,I got you. Now throw this on. Terrence said handing me a t-shirt and a pair of his sweat pants.

What are we going to do about you know... his body? I asked my voice quaking with fear.

Don't you worry about any of that. Actually we're not discussing this day ever again. In any context. Period. If you ask me about anything I'm going to look at you like you're crazy. Terrence said briskly walking out of the office with me quick on his heels. I stopped short when I saw what Terrence had been up to while I was in the shower. Damn, how long had I been in there?

Terrence had skillfully rolled the man's body in his area rug and began cleaning up any blood splatters. There was a huge garbage bin inside of the room Terrence had rolled in from another part of the club filled with bloody towels. This was all too much. I'd killed this man. My husband was getting ready to dump a body. It was too much. We were going to get caught.

Terrence let's stop and think about what we're doing. I cried grabbing his hand. All of this was spiraling out of control. We were moving too fast and bound to make a mistake that would land us in more trouble.

Ain't shit to think about bae. We gotta get rid of this nigga and move the fuck on with our lives. We're gonna get rid of his ass and act like this shit never happened. Pretty soon we'll forget it ever did. Terrence said glancing over at the body and taking a deep breath.

Put him back Terrence. Just put everything back the way it was and let's call the police. We can tell the truth. I defended us. He broke in here and tried to kill you! He was going to kill you Terrence and I had every right to protect you. Right? The law has to be on our side. We're the victims. This man was trying to hurt us! I'm licensed to carry my gun so how can they send me to jail Terrence? He's obviously a thief. He has a gun and  he can't just come in here,on private property..... I began stammering my mind was overrun with a million fragmented thoughts. I didn't even know if I was fully making sense. I was pacing the floor and talking between my tears.

There's so much blood Terrence..., I said my voice faltered giving way to my churning stomach. My hand flew to my mouth in an attempt to suppress the sour bile I could feel rising in the back of my throat.

Terrence looked down at me shaking his head slowly.

Baby in a perfect world I'd do it. But ain't shit in this world perfect. I'd rather put our lives in my hands than the system. I care about us. They don't. Terrence said grabbing my face between the palms of his hands and leaning down until our foreheads met.

" Baby I'm an ex-con still on