My day was going great. Everything I had set up with my boys was going as planned, so I knew I would be back home in no time. I just had a few more things to handle. I hated doing the dirty work, that's what my workers were for. My dirty workdays were three years behind me. I left Miami with my lady and got married. We now have a home in Georgia with two beautiful kids.
I had to come back to Miami because this dude Ronald thinks he's running things. I been hearing how he been running around here trying to claim every corner and I can't have that. He haven't touched any of my corners yet, but his boys got into it with my boys a few times. A few times is too many for me, so I had to come make sure my niggas was straight. One thing is don't play about is my money and my family.
I decided to text Latoya.
Me: hey beautiful. Would you care to join me for lunch today?
Latoya: hi john. Yes, that sounds like a plan.
Me: cool. Be ready at one o'clock and drop your pin.
Latoya: okay!
I started getting ready for our lunch date when I received a call from my auntie. She was telling me my little cousin Desiree got shot and was in the hospital. She was in a coma and not responding at all. I had to cancel my date with Latoya and rushed over to the hospital to see her.
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Killing Me Softly
Historia CortaLove is Blind, and it will take over your mind . . . . .
