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DANIELA CRUZ pulled into the empty parking lot, before turning off the ignition. She looked over and saw Monet's and Cane's car parked right beside her. She rolled her window down and shouted, causing them to both look back at her.
"He's late." Monet stated.
Daniela sighed, before looking over and noticing Tariq, who was just now walking up. Daniela, Cane, and Monet all hopped out of their cars. Daniela walked over closer to Cane as they all approached Tariq.
"Does papi and Dominic know I'm back, yet?" Cane asked. "Yep. They gone know if you fuck it up too." Monet stated. "Hey, Dani." Tariq greeted. "What's up?" Daniela replied. "Hey, you late, nigga." Cane spoke, making his presence be known.
"What's he doing here?" Tariq asked, annoyed.
"He belongs here. Cane found a new connect, so we all back in business together. Now, whatever beef y'all still got going. Y'all need to squash that shit, right now." Monet announced.
Tariq stood there, glaring at Cane, who had a smirk plastered on his face.
"Y'all hear me?" Monet asked, and Tariq nodded his head. "So, you trust him again?" Tariq asked. "I need product, and so do you. This is what's best for all of us. The greater good. You get that, don't you?" Monet inquired. "Yeah." Tariq replied.
"Now, Cane don't be fucking with him, and the way he does business, period" Monet said. "Yes ma'am." Cane said. "Aight." Monet remarked, heading back to her car. "Whoa, hold up, hold up. I need the money up front." Cane told her.
"Oh, you don't trust me all of a sudden?" Monet quizzed.
"New connect, new rules." Cane explained.
"Fucking mess." Monet spatted, throwing a stack of money at Cane.
"Make sure you run me my shit back." Monet told Tariq, as she got in the car.
"I got you." Tariq responded.
Monet hopped in the car, turned on the ignition and pulled off onto the road.
"Yo, Dani. Can I get a ride?" Tariq asked. "Yeah, come on." Daniela answered. "What? You an Uber driver, now?" Cane spoke out, making Tariq roll his eyes. "Cane, shut up. Let's go, Tariq." Daniela remarked, as they walked over to her car.
"Later, nigga." Tariq smirked, as hopped in the passenger's seat.
