Bigger Than Most

Chapter 51❤️

Anthony(Ghost)

I checked my phone every now and then just in case Nae texts or calls. It was late as hell though, so I assume she's sleep. I honestly didn't want to leave her alone but I had to handle shit here. But to make sure she's good, I FaceTimed her. It rung and rung until it said she's unavailable.

     "Yeah she sleep." I say to myself.

    "Ya shorty?" My homie Freddy says, chuckling.

He one of my people who moves shit out here and in Philly for me while I'm in Chicago. Been homies since grade school. First time seeing him since I left here a few years back. We communicated by phone whenever I was shipping him shit. He also good for getting information as well as a few other homies of mines.

But since I'm here, I can grab my shit myself. I had half a mill worth of product shipped to him, so he getting my bread situated. He had one more duffel to give me, so one of his young niggas was here to drop it off. Then had this lil nigga and one of his girls counting it out.

   "Yeah." I answered, watching them set aside what they counted.

   "That's wassup." He nods. "But I got word that some niggas from Mexico goin to LA then coming here in a week. You tryna get some shit movin through Mexico?"

   "Got they names?" I ask.

  "Only the nigga I believe is in charge, Pedro." He shrugs.

Wouldn't be the first time some new people come here to expand when word get out that it's booming in the states. They don't just come here to site see, they came to find out who running shit.

But I got most of every city in New York in my hands. Anything they think they finna move or start will get back to me. I only got a few small cities in California I got on lock and same for Philly. I always start off small and make my way to the big cities. Same goes for Atlanta, which I'm going to in a few months. Greatness takes time.

    "Heard they also going to them big night clubs in the Bronx and in Queens. He says and I sighed. "I've yet to see the nigga who runs those motherfuckas."

    "Big Rod." I simply say.

    "Yoo, deadass?" Freddy stopped rolling his blunt and looked at me. I nodded and he shook his head. "Damn. You met him before?"

    "Not by choice." I say. "We crossed paths."

    "Word? I heard a few things about him also." Freddy says and I looked at him.

   "Like what?"

   "Nigga dangerous to fuck wit. He got alotta connection in the states and some of the damn police departments and shit on his pay roll. But he got enemies as well. Since he retired, supposedly he got a hit out on em'. I'm talkin' millions." He explains.