Chapter Twenty - One

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Rhaé POV

Jamaica, Jamaica, Jamaica. It was fucking beautiful out here! The air even smelled different if that made any sense. My flight landed about an hour ago and my cab is just pulling up to this luxurious hotel. I know I came down here for business, but when that's handled I might just have a little vacation.

"Welcome to Jamaica! Can I take your bags for you?" The worker asked in his sexy thick accent.

"Um, no thank you I have it sir." I politely smiled.

"Hello, last name is Loaf. I have a room here for the next 3 days." I say to the lady behind the desk.

"Yes ma'am, the penthouse, all the way up to the 22nd floor. Enjoy your stay."

I thanked her and made my way upstairs. If I knew it would have been this beautiful then I would have extended my stay by a couple days. I got up to my penthouse and jump in the shower to do my hygiene so I can get down to business. After getting out I put on my necessary things and put on my all black bikini and white cover up. My meeting was near the beach so I figured once I handle that I'll head over to there.

After doing my hair and little bit of makeup I made my way out the hotel and to a taxi parked.

"To the beach" I say while placing my sunglasses on my face. On the ride there I thought about all the possible things that could go wrong at this meeting but pushed it all to the side once I seen that we arrived. I pulled out a 100 dollar bill and handed it to the driver.
"Keep the change" I told him.

Walking up to the little side house a little from the beach I knocked on the door and waited patiently. "Who is it?"

I slightly rolled my eyes. "Killer" I say real nonchalant. The door opened "this way" he said. We walked down this long hallway and into the office.

"Killer, what a pleasure having you here". I smiled "what a pleasure to be here."

"So I hear you wanna do business. What kind of business?" He asked.

"Well, recently there was an ... accident. And I fell off and I'm trying to get back on top. I hear you have some of the best weed and the best workers and I want in on that. I'm willing to pay the price to bring some of what you have down to Chicago. So I can get back on top with new weed and new workers." I say while crossing my legs and leaning back in my seat.

"Interesting, how do I know I can trust you?" He asked

"You'll just have to let me you show. Can't go on by words, I'll let me actions speak."

He nodded his head while pushing a button on his desk.

"I'm in, I'll give you 5 million worth of weed, if you can flip that then you have a life long connection. How many workers you need?"

"Gimme 50" I say while placing my shades over my eyes.

"50 it is. When do you leave?"

"In two days."

"I'll have everything on my private jet. Also, the men I am sending with you are my top men. Don't disappoint me Killer."

"I won't sir, I promise."

And with that i was out of his office with a closed deal and 50 new workers. Shits about to get real.

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Manny POV

I can never get a fucking break. Not only is Taylor alive, but now Rhae is nowhere to be found. I've been sitting inside all day trying to gather my life and so far it isn't working. I miss my girl like crazy man.

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