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It was almost 9:30, time for briefing. I'm just glad Jordan and I could get on the same page or I was gone have to beat her ass. At this point, we both were too far in to turn back now. Especially me, I've fucked the king pin now, how the hell can I turn back? I didn't tell Jordan that much information because I wasn't so sure that I could trust her.

Jones (Director of Narcotics) finally walked in, "alright everybody settle down, let's get started" she said. I only dreamed of one day becoming the director, she was my mentor, while everybody hated her, I loved her. She got down to the nitty gritty, she would always say it's no need to sugar coat anything.

"Ceejai, what do you have for us?"

I cleared my throat, got up and approached to podium.

"As we all know Gavin Rice or Big G is the lead in the biggest drug corporation here on the East Coast, he has all the major cities, New York, Miami, Savannah, Jacksonville...I could keep going. He has several do boys." I point to three pictures, "we don't know their full legal names yet but they go by Meech, Hoove, and Snow. Word of mouth, there are two men sitting right under Big G, however these two men are unknown, they move in the shadows. Both men run legit operations to cover their drug money, no one knows their names nor the operations." I briefly look at Jordan, she's quietly sitting there with her poker face on.

"Ceejai" Jones interrupts me, "how is it that you still don't have a name for these two men, if Big G is the plug, the two men have to be the distributors."

"Jones, from multiple interrogations and threats no one is willing to give up their names. It's like a code or something that they pledged to, if Big G goes down then these two will become the leaders, that's the only time their names will be in the spotlight. It seems that they have more pull than Big G himself."

Jones shook her head, "Ceejai that's enough info from your Jordan, let's hear from you."

I was irritated as fuck, if we don't have the information we don't have the information. I rolled my eyes and sat down.

*phone vibrates

"You said you loved me but how can you behave this way."

I read the message and scrunch up my face, I immediately reply, "nigga is you quoting song lyrics." Breeze thinks he slick, how you gone quote a song lyric to me. He better tread lightly cause I'm in a bitchy mood, I think to myself.

*phone vibrates

"You feel like going out of town?"

Soon as I read that message my stomach fell thru my ass. Why would Gavin text me that, I knew I didn't need to text back but I was intrigued. I decided to keep it short.

"Where?" I respond

"Jones to be honest I don't have a name to give you either, this crew is locked tight" Jordan says.

Jones interrupts her, "you mean to tell me nobody has any names to give that is close to Big G."

Everybody stares at her with a blank face. I smirk because I wouldn't give her Preston name if my life depended on it.

"Let's go to Miami"
"Miami? I ain't prepared for that, I need my hair did, new swim suits, the whole nine."

Gavin immediately responds, "I gotchu just meet me at 3:30 today, so we can chop it up."

"That's a bet"

I looked at the time at it was almost 12.

"Y'all are dismissed, and I don't wanna hear from or see none of y'all until y'all have more information." Jones walks out and slams the door.

I look and Jordan and she looks at me, we knew we were in the clear.

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