Losing Angel

Chapter 22

Kaine POV

"Boss! We gotta talk about this shit!" One of my workers yelled barging into my office.

"Nigga you can't knock?!" I fussed as I tapped the chick topping me off, signaling for her to exit the room. We waited until she left, closing my office door behind her to finish our conversation.

"Sorry about that boss but those ATL niggas hit up a bunch of our spots!"

"And how did they manage to do that when they don't even know where any of our warehouses are?"

"They had somebody working on the inside. That nigga O'Shea that we recently recruited was working for Eli's crew. We were in the process of moving all of our supply to the new locations and since they killed so many of our street runners we were low on men. So we sent all of our security over to the new locations and O'Shea knowing where everything was somehow managed to trick your brother into hitting up those spots. I guess Mason didn't know where our warehouses were since he didn't oversee that part of the operation." My worker said explaining the situation.

"So you tryna tell me not only did the opps infiltrate our organization but my dumbass brother helped them execute their plan?!"

"Yeah basically"

"Nigga get the fuck out and send somebody to find my duck as brother!"

Just as he left out I received a call from a random number.

"Yeah, hello?"

"Good afternoon, is this Mr. Christian West?" The voice said.

"Yes this is he, may I ask who's calling?"

"This is Detective Maxwell from the Atlanta City Police Department. I'm calling to inform you that we found your brother Mason Taylor deceased in his home this morning. He appears to have been shot. We are currently investigating this as a homicide. Are you able to come down to the station later today to identify the body?" The officer said.

"Yeah, I'll be there later today" I responded before hanging up.

"Fuck!" I yelled throwing everything off my desk. Before I could even catch my breath my phone was ringing again.

"What?!" I barked at the person on the other end not giving a fuck at this point.

"I'm guessing you heard about the busy weekend I had" Eli said, his voice alone making my blood boil even more.

"Nigga fuck you!"

"I told you this was my city and clearly you thought I was playing. So I'm gonna tell you one last time to get the fuck out of Atlanta."

"I don't duck my tail for nobody nigga. I told you we was taking over so if we gotta go to war about it then so be it."

A light chuckle escaped his lips before saying "I'll see you on the battlefield." With that the call ended.

I pressed the button on the intercom in my office so that my voice could be heard on the speakers throughout the building.

"Gather every last bit of ammo we got and recruit as many men as you can. We're going to war!"

Once I made the announcement I sat back in my office chair thinking through the plan and what was about to go down over the next few days. Regardless of what went down, I was gonna avenge my brother if it was the last thing I did.