~JJ's pov~
We got to the guy's place pretty quickly.
It wasn't that further, it was on the cut close to my house, probably that's why my dad always chosed to go to this one and not others.
He tried to convince me a few times to work for this guy too, he kept saying that it'll bring us more money and maybe I'll be allowed to take some of the goods for him as well.
"What's the plan? Do we just go and ask him to take us to South America?" John B asked, getting out of the Twinkie.
"We'll need to do some work for him" I said, getting inside some bar.
"What kind of work?" he asked.
"Like transporting something for him" I said, trying not to let him know what.
It was better if he didn't know.
I rushed towards the guy before John B could've ask anymore questions.
I quickly got inside some bar followed by John B. I spotted the guy we were looking for sitting at some table in front of the window with some other guys.
The guy was known for transporting drugs. That's why my dad worked for him. He could've get free supplies and make some money too. Money he'd waste on more drugs.
All we had to do was go there, talk with the guy, convince him to trust us and take his plane to South America then get rich.
"Is that him?" John B asked pointing with his head to the guy I was looking at.
I nodded before starting to walk towards him. As soon as I got closer to him another guy stepped in front of us inspecting us.
"Such a nice place" I said trying to light up the mood and made him think that we've been there before. "Smells away good than last time"
I felt John B elbowing me from behind but I ignored him.
"Did you get rid of the dead animals smell? And the windows are finally stainless" I said trying to male things better but John B didn't seem to agree with me cause he kept elbowing me.
"JJ" John B yelled whispered at me, making the man turn his attention to him.
"Who do we have here?" he asked turning at his friends. "John Booker Routlage, the dead kid that came back to life and almost died again in prison"
John B did a small hand wave at them then turned with his head towards me with a look that said that we should get out as soon as possible.
"And who are you?" the man asked turning towards me again.
Before I could've say anything someone else answered.
"Luke's son" the man that we looked for said.
"I go by JJ but yea yeah that works too" I said.
"We need your help" said John B. "We need your plane to get somewhere"
"And we can work for you so you could get us there" I added. "We can deliver for you"
"You think I'm gonna let some kids deliver for me?" he laughed. "Knowing your dad you'll steal some of it as well, it's in the Maybank blood"
Here we go again.
Of course he'll think I'm gonna do the same as my dad. Who wouldn't?
Maybe they were right and even if they aren't it's pointless to prove it, no one listens anyway.
"You can trust us" said John B snapping me out of my thoughts.
The man went silent for a while, looking us up and down like he was trying to make an important decision.
"Fine but if anything goes missing you'll regret it" the man finally said.
He threw his keys towards me and pointed with his head outside where a white van was parked.
Before I could've say anything else John B dragged me out of the bar. I tried my best to stop thinking about what the guy said about my dad.
Maybe that's why my mom left. She probably didn't want to be stuck in the Maybank blood line too. Maybe I wasn't the only reason she left.
I can't blame her for wanting a new family with Ward. I can't blame her for having more kids that were actually going somewhere in life. I also can't blame her for leaving Ward.
I opened the car's door and got in the driver's seat. The whole car smelled horrible and John B realised what the smell was soon cause he turned towards me with a whole different expression than earlier.
"Please tell me we're not transporting drugs" he said.
"Alright I won't tell you" I said, starting the car.
"JJ you can't be serious" John B started but I interrupted him.
"Dude relax my dad did this all the time and nothing happened" I said.
"What if the police catches us?" he asked.
"What if they don't?" I asked.
"JJ, if we go to jail cause of you" he started but I interrupted him again.
"Relax we'll be fine" I assured him.
He didn't say anything else after it, we drove in silence for a while until I felt a few taps on my shoulder.
"Alright dude you know you're not supposed to touch the driver" I said but he interrupted me.
"Shoup is here, he's here" he said pointing with his head towards a parked car.
Shit
"Alright we just need to act normal" I said, exercising some wave with my hand.
"Yea yea we'll just act normal" John B said.
When we went past them I moved my hand, waving at them then suddenly I felt someone pushing my shoulder, making me suddenly change directions before I managed to go back on the main road.
"Don't fucking touch the driver" I yelled turning to take a quick look at John B.
"Why the hell would you wave at them" John B snapped when suddenly the sirens started.
I looked in the mirror next to me and noticed that Shoupe was after us.
"Pull over" John B said.
"What if we don't stop, maybe he'll stop coming after us" I said.
"You're only making us look stupid, pull over" he said again.
"Alright alright just act normal" I said, pulling over.
"Act normal like you did?" he asked.
Suddenly Shoupe appeared in front of the window.
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