Three Hispanic men walked up to the door and entered. He took a picture of both Poppy and the dead woman while his men ransacked the apartment. In a box in Poppy's closet, they found almost $2 million. Mr. Nunees counted out $100,000 and handed it to me.
Your part. We thought he would have more cash, but that's fine. Leave the bodies. When the stink gets bad enough, the neighbors will call the cops. I suggest you take your girl to Las Vegas.
There you will find some amazing tattoo artists. They may be able to turn those tats into something you will like. I did not bother to ask how he knew about the tats. We shook hands and he said he was looking forward to doing business with me. They left before me.
I had one more thing I wanted to do before I started my role working for Mr. Nunees as head of the Memphis operation. I drove over to South Memphis and walked into Tona's tattoo parlor. There was only one other person there that Monday afternoon. Talk about being at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Tona looked up and saw the pistol. This is for what you did to Cindy. I put one in her mouth as she opened it to speak. Her customer was screaming her head off until I put two in her chest. She was gougling blood when I stepped over her to open the cash register and take what little money was in there.
It looked like a robbery. Nothing new for this part of town. Since I had used a different pistol for these murders, there was no way to tie them together. Over the Thanksgiving holidays, I took Cindy to Vegas from the perspective of Cindy. I was in a history class when I was called out and informed that my mother had been found dead.
She was in bed with a black drug dealer. Can you imagine my surprise when I found out that the drug dealer was Poppy? I told the police that I knew nothing of her affair with Poppy. That was the truth. What the hell were they doing together?
The next time Marcus and I were together, he said he had no idea either. He thought my mother was killed just because she was at the wrong place when those men killed Poppy. He said it was some type of revenge because Poppy had killed some people last year, like a drug war or something. I had to quit school to handle her affairs. My stepfather had disappeared.
The police think he was killed. Also, his car was found in West Memphis, Arkansas. As far as I and the people he worked for knew, there was no reason for him being there. He was supposed to be in Jackson, Mississippi the day Mama was killed. His cell phone and laptop were also missing.