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" Bezel how's my girl and the baby?" El chapo asked as he approached me.
Ever since our lil incident, me and El Chapo been cool. We've become great business partners, and we're making each other richer by the day. We moving so much work I'm making half a mill in a day.
" They straight." I said as I leaned back against my truck.
He nodded his hands as he leaned on my truck next to me.
" Next week we moving 10 kilos." El Chapo said nonchalantly.
I looked at him like he done lost his damn mind, " 10? Like da number dat come after 9?"
" Sí diez. Normal pick up routine, and normal drop off routine."
I laughed in disbelief, " So, you expect me and my niggas to move this shit in 2 weeks? Hell nah, impossible."
" Yeah, 2 weeks should be enough. You moved 4 in a 5 days. What's the difference? What happened to wanting to be on top, eh? People on top get shit done no matter what drastic measures they gotta go to. Now, what's it gone be Bezel?" El Chapo asked me.
I sucked my teeth, " Ight, the sooner y'all send us the shit. The sooner this shit get done."
He nodded his head, " Good to see you still got ya head on track. I'll get in touch with you about the dates."
I nodded my head as he began to walk off. I opened my door as he called my name again.
" Bezel?"
" Wazzam?" I asked as I stuck one leg into my truck.
" After this plan a vacation for You, Caliana, and the baby. Let her decide where, and don't worry bout the cost. I'll cover everything. It's been years since I've seen her. Adiós amigo." El Chapo smiled.
I nodded, " Yeah, ight I'll run it by ha."
I got in my truck. I pulled out my phone to call Rashad before I pulled off. It rung a two times before he answered.
" Wazzam, whoodie?" Rashad said as it connected.
" I need to met up with y'all on some business shit."
