Kryptonite

Chapter 2~First Sight

Janet

"Drew what the fuck is wrong with you, nigga?" I was sitting in the main office at the warehouse handling some business. One of our newer guys messed up a drop and now we're out 5 thousand dollars. Sure it's just a drop in the bucket for us but it's not about the money it's about the principle of the situation.

"Look J. I'm sorry. I thought he was the guy."

"Oh really dumbass. Is that what you thought?"

"Yeah."

"So you thought the 68-year-old crackhead who lives on the corner was the guy."

"Y-yeah." He was stuttering. Dead giveaway. This motherfucker trying to play me.

"So where does the crackhead live? Which corner?"

"Uhh, the corner on 58th."

"You talking about Willie?"

"Y-yeah Willie. That's who I accidentally gave them to."

"Okay. One second." I went outside the office. "JOE!"

"YERR!"

"I NEED YOU IN HERE!" Not long after I saw Joseph come around the corner.

"Wassup J?"

"Seems like Drew here accidentally gave our 5 thousand dollar drop to Willie on 58th."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. MICHAEL! JERMAINE! I NEED Y'ALL TO COME TO THE OFFICE!" Michael and Jermaine came running up.

"Wassup Joey? J?"

"Drew messed up and gave our drop to Willie of 58th."

"Huh. Okay, let's take care of it then." We all went back into the office and closed the door and blinds. Joe and I sat against the desk while Michael and Jermaine stood by the door and window.

"So you say you messed up and gave it to Willie who lives on 58th?"

"Yeah, Mr. Joseph. I slipped up but I can make up for it."

"There's no need. We're gonna take care of it."

"Really?"

"Yeah. See the funny thing is Willie don't stay on 58th. He stays on 65th."

"O-Oh f-foreal?"

"Yeah. But do you know who is on 58th?" I asked.

"Naw who?"

"Greg and as you know he's been trying to take us down for years."

"Y-yeah."

"So why would you give it to him?"

"W-what? I-I would n-never."

"So this ain't you." I threw the photos on the desk. It was pictures of Drew and Greg meeting and Drew giving him one of our packages.

"A-aye that ain't me."

"Nigga don't play me."

"L-look man w-we ain't even g-gotta g-go there, man."

"We know." said Joseph. "But we gone do that anyway. Michael. Jermaine." Michael slapped Drew across the face and Jermaine punched him. Drew tried to fight back but it was pointless. Michael grabbed him by his collar and threw him against the office window. While he held him, Jermaine punched him. Throwing him on the floor, they kicked and punched him. Of course, we ain't stupid. We stayed away from the face. "Alright. I think he's had enough." Joseph opened the office door. "JACKIE! TITO! COME GET THIS TRASH OUT OF HERE!." They came in and picked him up.