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Shetani's Sister
Book: Shetani's Sister Read Online Free
Author: Iceberg Slim
Tags: Humour, Urban, African American, Detective and Mystery Fiction
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    Shetani crooned, “Girl, we can’t touch yet. But I’m happy to meet a fine and lucky ho like yourself—lucky ’cause you’ve joined a family of love and success.”
    Petra said, “Give Master your lines.”
    Maxine took the money from beneath a pillow and put it into Shetani’s palm. He shoved it into his shirt pocket. He said, “Touch me,” as he leaned the side of his face close to hers.
    She kissed his cheek. He held her head against his for a moment. He stood. “Everybody will call you Tuta, my sweet pet name for you…We’ll have a heart-to-heart rap before you get down in the street tomorrow night.”
    He turned and left the room, followed by Petra.
    “Say, Master, that was a cute touch, laying your baby sister’s name on the package. She looks like a Tuta. Does she resemble your sis?”
    They paused at his bedroom door. “Not at all, except for her eyes,” he lied as he opened his door.
    She tiptoed to kiss his lips. “Goodbye, sweet Master. I’ll call you tomorrow from L.A.” She turned and walked away.
    He stepped into his mirrored ho-trap. He sat down on the side of his emperor-sized bed, still shaken and thrilled by Tuta’s return from death. She was the first and only female he had ever loved. He said, “Come in,” to a light knock on the door.
    Brute-faced Eli and Cazo Brooks, street guards for the stable, entered the room. Shetani nodded toward a couch. The blue-black twins dropped down their fearsome six hundred pounds of muscle. They chorused in pipsqueak voices, “Cap, we got the cocksucker!”
    “You mean the one that mugged Petra last week?” Shetani said as he gave them a vial of coke and a snorting spoon.
    “Yeah, a dude named Joe Springer. His nephew, Judas Jimmy, got sick and fingered him for a shot of our China white,” Eli said as he dipped the spoon into the vial.
    Cazo giggled. “Cap, he fainted after we lugged him up a alley. We busted his elbows and both kneecaps with a hammer. He ain’t never gonna mug nobody again, ’less he do it from a fuckin’ wheelchair.”
    Shetani peeled off two hundred dollars from the Maxine money. “Here’s a bill apiece, bonus,” he said as he leaned to put it into Eli’s hand.
    “Thanks, Cap,” Eli said as he passed the coke spoon to Cazo.
    Shetani said, “Pet is flying to L.A. tonight to scout it. If her report is good, we’ll all move out there. You two will go in the next ten days.”
    Eli frowned. “But, Cap, we can’t split before the girls. Who’s gonna look out for ’em in these mean streets?”
    Shetani said, “Railhead and his cousin Cool Walker. Remember them from our grammar-school days in Harlem?”
    Cazo nodded. “Sure do, Cap. They sho’ can look out for the stable.”
    Eli chimed in, “Shit, they was and is the baddest niggers in Harlem ’cept for me and Eli.”
    Shetani stood. “There’s no reason to worry about moving until I hear Pet’s report.”
    The twins stood. Cazo handed Shetani the coke vial and spoon. The twins turned and moved toward the door. Eli wheeled around. “Hey, Cap, I know you seen the new girl Petra stole in the Square. It sho’ was spooky when we first seen her. She’s the spittin’ image of Tuta. Ain’t she?”
    Shetani nodded and moved close to them. He half whispered, “I’m counting on both of you to keep it a stone secret between us that she looks like Tuta. In the meantime, we and everybody else will call her Tuta.”
    The twins waggled their bull heads in puzzlement as they grinned and left the room.
    Shetani went to stand at a picture window. He stared out north, toward Harlem, where he had picked up his heavy baggage of inner pain and hatred of women. He grimaced, remembering Tuta when she was four and he was eight. His drunken mother, Inez, had been a cruel, foulmouthed monster who abused and beat him and Tuta daily. He glanced at the cigarette-burn scars on his hands and wrists. He remembered how Inez would violently shove him and Tuta away with
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