He nodded. "Yep. Yo nigga in there right now. Ova a bitch."
She wanted to react to what he said but she became afraid. "Holy shit. I need to speak to T-Bone."
They all looked at her confused. "What for?" The guy on her left asked.
She looked him in the face, a serious face on. "Cuz when Prince wake up, no one will be safe."
They all looked at each other before laughing. "Man go 'head wit all that."
She got up and went towards the guy that brought her here. "You have to take me to T-Bone."
He looked at her incredulously. "Who the fuck you think-"
"Bro we don't have time for this ego battle. Shut up and listen to me." She interrupted. "Prince will kill all of you if I do not talk to T-Bone."
He chuckled and pulled out a gun. "Lil girl. He ain't goin do shit. He a man after all. And that nigga laid up in the hospital. So if you don't sit yo lil ass down-"
She punched him, took his gun and pointed it at his forehead. "I'm only goin say this once: take me to see T-Bone."
"Woah!" He started chuckling. "Chill out wit that. You sure you wanna do that? Look around you. You are surrounded."
Mira looked around and saw that everyone had their guns pulled. She turned to him and started chuckling, seeing a look of confusion on his face. "Lemme educate you on situations like this. You see, you kidnapped me right? So I'm the bargainin' chip and essential in this whole shit. What are you? A fuckin' bodyguard? An errand boy? All of these niggas in here can do exactly what you do but none of them are me. You think they would risk shootin' me over yo dumbass?" She then pointed the gun towards his dick, making his eyes widened. She looked him right in the eyes, a smile on her face. "So you betta take me to go see T-Bone or you will never get morning wood again."
He gulped and nodded. "Aight."
She nodded and took the gun away and placed it on the counter. She looked around, raising an eyebrow. "Y'all can lower your shits. You don't want no finger slips."
They all lowered their weapons and she turned to the guy who was tucking his gun back. "Lead the way nigga."
He turned and walked out, her following. They went through the house until he stopped in front of a pair of doors. He opened it and T-Bome was sitting there on the phone. He held up a finger. "Yeah man. I told you that it would work. Don't worry tho, yo money comin'...Ard man....bye."
He hung up and looked up at the both of them. "Why the fuck is she here?"
"She wanted to talk to you." The guy said.
T-Bone raised an eyebrow at Mira. "What you wanna talk about?" He then smiled. "Do you have answer to my proposal?"
She turned to the guy. "You can leave now."
He looked at her to protest but saw the look on her face and nodded. He turned and left out the room, closing the door. She turned to T-Bone and sat in one of the chairs. "I heard that Prince is in the hospital."
"How the fuck-"
"Doesn't matter how I know." She interrupted. "What matters is whats goin' happen when he wakes up. It's not goin be pretty when he does Mr. T. It would be in yo best interest to reach out to the nigga and tell him where I am before many of yo men die for nothin'."
He chuckled. "Really?"
She nodded. "See what many people don't know 'bout Prince is that he has a cap that he never ever wants to go over in his life again. So far, he has managed to keep it like that. However, I was the main reason he didn't. Now that I'm not there, he won't give a fuck no more once he wakes up." As she said this, she started smiling. "He would always tell me that I was the personification of his last shred of humanity. His gold above ground, if you will. However, I am not there to be his voice of reason. So, it would be in the best interest of everyone, includin' you, to be honest."
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Black and Gold (Mafia Series #1)
RomancePrinceton 'Prince' Wilson. Head and Face of the BGC. Been in the streets since he was 10 years old and has created an empire that no one dares to mess with: the Black and Gold Crew. Not only is this homie street smart, he's book smart too. And he ma...