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Twenty Three

"Yo Y/N wake up. We here." Carti says lightly tapping you on the thigh.

You yawn and move around before sitting up in the seat. He gets out of the car and gets the bags. You step out of the car and the cold crisp morning air hits your face.

"Damn!" You say reacting to the feeling on your skin.

"Come on." He says ushering you to the large gates of his personal hangar.

Once you reach the gates, he pushes numbers on the keypad, and the light turns green. A loud buzzing sound emerges from the gates as they begin to slide open. When they open all the way Carti walks in and you follow behind him. Your mouth falls open slightly from the sight of all the planes and jets there were. The hangar was definitely bigger from the inside than the outside.

"How in the hell did you get all these?" You ask him observing all the aircrafts.

"I know people." He says stopping at a blacked out jet.

"Mr. Carter! Good you're here. The pilot is ready to go. Let's get the luggage on board, then I'll take you outside so we can start it up and get on board. Sound good?" A tall white woman said. She had on a black pantsuit, and her hair was in a sleek bob that had blonde highlights here and there.

"Aight cool. Y/N this my manager Kristie." Carti says quickly before taking the bags to the belly of the jet.

"Hi." You say smiling at her.

"You're joining us on this trip I assume?" She asks pulling your arm and taking you with her to a golf cart.

"Yeah. You are too?" You ask sitting next to her.

"Yeah. I planned this whole thing out. He called me at like 2am and I had to pull a shit ton of strings to get a pilot on such short notice." She says sighing and sitting back in her seat. She looked exhausted already.

"I hope you get paid enough for this." You say chuckling.

"Oh yeah the pay is pretty good. The only thing that sucks is me having to get up and go with him on these spontaneous trips he takes." She says rolling her eyes.

"You go with him everywhere?" You ask turning to face her.

"Yeah I have to. But what is this trip even for? He doesn't usually go on vacation with women this early in the morning. Must be an emergency?" She says looking at you.

"I guess so yeah. A business emergency." You say looking away and shifting in your seat from restraining the truth. Obviously she doesn't know her client is a drug dealer.

"Hm." She hums to herself.

"Wait, did you say he doesn't usually go on trips with women early in the morning?" You say registering what she said.

"Hey ladies! You all buckled in?" A bald man asks hopping in the drivers seat of the golf cart.

"Yup. Ready when you are." Kristie replies.

Carti gets in the passengers side beside him, and he drives out from the back of the hangar. It was a quick five minute ride over to the aircraft runway. You see the jet that was once sitting in the hangar, now making its way on its wheels over to the runway. It stops, and releases its air stair. You all hop out of the golf cart, and the man drives it off. Carti guides you to the jet with his hand on the small of your back, and Kristie follows behind.