OAKLAND's GREATEST

Chapter 18

Chapter 18: live in the moment.

Oakland, California

Rome.

"Do you got the 100K?" I asked Jackson as he nervously nodded as I wiped my face and stood up in my office. I am running off zero hours of sleep. I looked over at Carlyle and exhaled, "She gave me the meet up spot. Boss you think giving her the money is whats best? She can keep this over the clubhouse and keep raking us over the coals for it"

"That bitch isnt living to see tomorrow morning....but a bitch is never that smart! She working for someone. I got Jedson working on the hack of the website and see where that leads us. What time the meet up?" I asked as Carlyle quickly responded, "in 1 hour and 45 minutes. Its at Coney Park in the back parking lot."

"Jeddy needs to hurry!" Jackson snapped as the office door went off with knocks. I nodded and Jackson rushed over and opened it. Jedson walked in and exhaled, "Its the Creatin Hotel. Thats the I.P address for all videos. Which means the pimp running these hoes got to be in cahoots with the manager of the hotel. He at work tonight."

"You two meet up with the bitch! Im going over to Creatin! Jed with me."  I said barking orders as Carlyle rushed off and I told Jackson stay back and Jedson quickly left.

"Boss im sorry man this isnt the first hoe we ran a train on..but she wanted to do some extra freaky shit and we fell for it"

"Yeah and now we risk too much with this getting out! Jackson stop thinking with your dick and start using your brain sometimes...it isn't that fucking hard. Just keep that hoe there while I find her boss. Wait for my call." I told him as he rushed off. I took a deep breath and grabbed my phone and saw Izzy hadn't responded to my txt yet its been an entire day since we been back. He was quiet the entire way back and pressured me to let him catch an Uber home. These nigga's ruined whatever moments we had in Cabo.

Creatin Hotel

I walked up to the front desk and the girl smiled and just as she was about to talk I answered her with a gun on the desk.

"I know these cameras dont work and what this hotel is really a cover for. I want to see your boss now and before you press the alert button under that desk-ill have 5 holes buried in your lungs bitch. Now run along and call your motherfuckin' boss and oh not the one standing cover—the real one! The one who have yall hoes fucking for chump change." I spazzed as she nodded and grabbed her phone. She dialed up a number quickly and put it to her ear.

"Boss"

I snatched the phone and placed it to my ear. I heard a deep voice.

"You know I told your ass dont call me if it aint an emergency. This better be important" I heard him as I muffled the phone and asked, "Whats his name?"

"Chrome." She said scared.

I put the phone to my ear and stated, "Chrome. I know you dont me but you about to get to. Meet me at the location where you got your hoe about to pick up my money. I respect that everyone has a hustle but you have really got yourself in a big mess. And if you dont want her brain mater on the concrete you best be there." I hung up the phone and slid it back to her and said, "Thanks for your services. Ill rate this place 5 stars on Google Review." I rushed out the hotel and dialed up Jackson.

"Im on the way and so it her boss. Be on the lookout. Im 15 minutes away." I told him as I hopped on my motorcycle and sped off signaling Jedson to follow me.

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Meanwhile, Jackson hung up the phone as Carlyle sat in the passenger seat. Jackson stared over at him and saw he was nervous. Jackson lit the blunt and laughed, "nigga I'm the one that should be shitting bricks. Im pretty known in Oakland."