"I hope them legs ain't too tired," Mone said looking back at Cresha's lower half. "You know I just worked a twelve-hour shift. Gotta get me right before I go to sleep." He smiled his ugly smile and opened the screen door. "I'll take you shoppin' when I wake up; spend a couple bands on you."
He put his key in the lock and turned it... But the door was snatched open before Mone's hand could even reach the doorknob.
Lacresha's eyes opened wide with fear as she witnessed a tall masked man step from behind the door and raise a gun to Mone's face.
"Payback's a bitch, ain't it?" The masked man stated coldly.