KARMA (August Alsina)

I Stay Ready{21}

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(3 days later)

Leslie's POV

"Les, we gotta stop this shit. I'm not into sharing what's mines. You got me creeping and tiptoeing around like Ima bitch nigga."

"I wanna stop too but you know if Lincoln finds o-. "

He held his hand up cutting me off.

"Don't say that nigga's name in my house! You know betta."

I took a deep breath to keep my composure. "Baby, you know if he finds out then we both will have tags on our head. We have to find a way to take him out." I rubbed his shoulders.

"Whatchu' mean?"

"You said you're tired of sneaking around with me right?" He didn't respond to me. "RIGHT!?" I repeated.

"Yes! Yes got dammit I am!" He yelled in frustration.

"Then let's take this nigga out then Maggot! Then we both can take over his empire. We both will be on top then we won't have anything to worry about." I brought my hands down to his tool and gently massaged him.

In the game there can be only one king. In my eyes Maggot had more heart than Lincoln. I knew that if it came down to it, right hand or not, Maggot would lay Lincoln down first if he had to.

I wanted what Lincoln had. I wanted his empire, his legacy. I'm a woman so I know that the game won't except me as king; that's why I need Maggot.

I had been pretending to be in love with Lincoln but he wasn't enough for me. He didn't excite me and he was lacking where it really mattered if you understand where I'm coming from.

"It ain't that easy." He moved my hands then rubbed his hands down his face. "He been my mans for over twenty years. You expect me to just lay him out for a bìtch that just came into the picture?"

"Bitch?" I looked at him sternly.

"My bad ma', you know what I mean. I'm just not feeling it. Ima step to him man to man and if he can't take it then it is what it is."

"Okay." I nodded.

He got me fucked up if he think ima let him mess up for me. Lincoln was gon' be taken out. If Maggot ain't with me then he against me. So I guess he gotta go too.

I grabbed my phone from the night stand and shot Patrice a text.

•Puppet• Meet me at the diner in a hour. We have another job to do. 11:52am

It's too bad it had to come down to this. I was actually starting to like this nigga.

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Natasha's POV

I had just touched down in Miami and the weather was beautiful. I was dressed comfortably in a baby blue tank top with white boyfriend jeans and sperry beige sandals.

I felt my phone vibrate and I looked to see a text from August. I smiled and quickly deleted the message then dropped the phone back in my tote.

"No distractions." I thought.

I walked out of the airport and I saw the black tinted Lincoln waiting near the curb. The driver was holding a sign up that read Express Transportation so I knew immediately that was my ride.