Joe barges back into the house from his morning meet and yelled for Yasmine. Joe, "YASMINE GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" Yasmine was frighten when she heard the glass shatter in the door from the impact of Joe's slam. Yasmine, "Is--is everything okay?" Joe, "You made a mistake in that little report that you sent. Are you trying to have the FEDS at your door?!" Yasmine, "No! I'm--- I'm sorry."
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Melissa comes downstairs dressed in
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Joe frowns, "And where the hell you going?" Melissa adds sunglasses to her look, Mocks his voice, "Bout to go get that money honey." Joe, "You have really been pushing it! Stop with the bullshit. And why the fuck you got perfume on?" Melissa, "I ordered it the other day. Wanna smell?" Joe, "You want a foot up your ass?" Melissa, "No. Geez." Joe, "Then get the hell upstairs. Wash that shit off and go get my motherfucking money. I'm NOT GOING TO KEEP REPEATING MY DAMN SELF! YOU KNOW WHAT MEETING TIME!!!" Joe presses a button sounding for a meeting. People scattered like roaches down to the guest home underground cave. A pissed off Joe stood before all of them. Melissa and Yasmine was front and center. Both stood close to each other, Yasmine was shaking like a leaf. She knew she was going to be one of the ones under seige.
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Everyone was accounted for and Exile stood shirtless with a machete. Joe, "I SAID THIS SHIT BEFORE I LEFT. AND I SAID THIS SHIT BEFORE I LEFT THAT MEANS IM REPEATING MYSELF. AND IF IM REPEATING MYSELF THAT MEANS YALL NOT LISTENING. AND IF YALL NOT LISTENING THAT MEANS YOU'RE DISRESPECTING AND NOT OBEYING ME. THAT MEANS AINT NO FEAR THERE AND YALL TAKE ME FOR WEAK AND A JOKE." Everyone, "No sir!" Joe, "SHUT THE FUCK UP! I'M WEAK HA?" Everyone gets scared. Joe takes a cigar from one of his top shooter's mouth and burns it into a workers eye. The worker goes downing pain with some of his eye burned and hanging out. Joe, "THIS IS WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENS WHEN YOU FUCK UP MY MONEY BECAUSE YOU TOO BUSY FUCKING A CRACK HEAD BANK MANAGER! STAND THE FUCK UP!" Joe takes the machete from Exile and slices 5 of his employees throats taking their heads off in a line. Yasmine goes to shambles and almost collapse but Melissa holds her up, comforting her. To be honest Melissa was breathing hard and scared as well. She immediately regretted getting a smart mouth. Joe looked towards Yasmine with the bloody machete in hand, "SHUT THE FUCK UP! EXILE!" Melissa, "No. No. No. She's sorry. She just haven't been feeling well for the last few days. Please!" Joe, "Take her ass out of here." Three guards comes to take Yasmine. Melissa tries to stop them but Joe yanks Melissa from the back of her head causing her to wince in pain. Gwina had her head bowed crying in silence. To be honest they just recently whooped the crap out of her two nights ago and killed Raven because she was $20,000 short. She didn't steal the money, it fell out as she running from the cops. None of them had time to mourn or have a funeral. Melissa tried to make eye contact with José. Lord knows she didn't want him to get hurt again. Joe, "Go rob my money. And how I'm feeling right now. If you miss a fucking step I will kill your ass taking you limb by limb. Do you understand me?"
