I was sitting in my room watching TV when Liam walked past and whistled and gave a hand motion signaling for me to follow him. I got up and followed him to the living room.
"You need something?"
"I want you to come with me"
"For what?"
"A drug deal"
"We deal drugs now?"
"Kinda"
"What do you mean kinda?"
"We're just acting as muscle for a guy I owe a favor to"
"Who?"
"Santiago"
"Last name?"
"Jesus Riley, what's with all the fucken questions? You wanna come or not?"
I sat in thought for a moment.
"Yeah"
We both got up, went to his car, and got in.
"So what is it?"
"Coke"
"Where we headed?"
Liam hit his forehead against the steering wheel.
"Oh for fuck sake just go back inside"
"Ok ok ill stop asking questions"
The rest of the ride was silent until we arrived at a parking lot. Liam got out, went to the trunk, and produced a slick all-black briefcase.
"Get out. We're walking the last block"
I got out and we walked a bit to some warehouse. When we entered it was pretty dark but I could make out a guy standing at a table waiting for us.
"You Santiago's guys?"
"Yeah, you got the money?" Liam asked.
"Hell yeah fool"
Liam placed the case on the table as did the other guy. Liam clicked open the other case and began to inspect it. Just as he did shots from an AK-47 began to ring throughout the building.
"FUCK RILEY GET DOWN" Liam shouted as he grabbed me by the collar and pulled me to the floor with him.
As I was getting pulled down I saw the buyer get gunned down. We scrambled across the cold concrete behind some crates we used a cover.
"Shit. It's the fucken cops" I said, my heart racing.
"Last I checked the NYPD didn't implement a shoot-first policy" Liam corrected.
I scanned around the building and noticed a door to our right. I nudged Liam.
"Look there's a side door"
"Do not stop running. 1. 2. 3."
On three we sprinted out of there. I heeded his advice and didn't stop running. As we ran we could hear sirens in the distance. We must have run a good mile and a half before stopping. Liam only stopped to throw up on the side of the road and catch his breath. We just so happened to stop outside a motel so we went inside.
"Hey you room" Liam said panting and throwing a 50 on the counter.
"Name?"
"Mark Boggle"
"Ok, sir. Room 14" The manager said handing him the key.
We walked over to the room and once we were inside Liam locked the door, shut the blinds, and called James.
"Hey, where are you guys? Dinner is about to be ready. Mom made spaghetti."
"Yeah we're not going to be home for dinner"
"Oh Mom is gonna be pissed man"
"Look I don't give a flying fuck what she's feeling James. Now listen to me. Me and Riley were jumped at a drug deal. I need you to grab my gun and a change of clothes for both of us then get to the super supermarket parking lot to grab my car and drive to the motel on Barrage Ave. room 14 okay?"
"Liam I-"
"James if the next word out of your mouth isn't ok I will run back to the house grab my gun myself and fucking shoot you"
"...on my way"
Once James hung up Liam took out his phone's SIM card and flushed it down the toilet.
"You got your phone on you?" He asked.
"No, I forgot it"
"Good"
We sat and waited for about half an hour until James knocked on the door.
"What the fuck happened?" He questioned.
"Me and Liam were doing a deal when some thugs with AKs shot up the place"
"Are you sure it wasn't the cops?"
"Given their arsenal and the fact they didn't seem too interested in taking us alive, it wasn't the feds," Liam explained.
Liam and I changed then we headed to the car.
"Let's just get home before dinner gets cold" James remarked.
"Nope, we're making a pitstop." Liam said.
"Where?"
"Santiago's"
"You think he set us up?" I added.
"Don't really see another way"
We rode to Santiago's apartment and knocked on his door.
"Hey, Liam you-" He was interrupted by Liam pushing him to the ground and entering the apartment.
Liam aimed his gun at his head.
"You set me up you cocksucking piece of Spanish shit"
"Woah woah woah woah. Why the fuck would I set you up. The fuck are you even talking about"
"The deal was a setup. Some goons with ARs jumped us. Killed the buyer and tried to kill us"
"Why the fuck would I jump my own deal and lose my own coke?"
"FUCK" Liam said as he started pacing.
Santiago got up.
"What exactly happened?" He asked.
"We met with the buyer and exchanged cases then some guys with AKs started shooting up the place and after that, the cops came" I explained.
"What did they look like?"
"I don't fucking know. It was dark as hell in there" Liam said grabbing a beer from the fridge.
"Did I say you could have that?"
"I'm still the one with the gun shitbird"
"Ok look. Liam go home and get some sleep or something. You're clearly stressed. I'll feel out and see if I can see who jumped the deal. Remember you're not the only one who got fucked here. I'm out 50k and a bunch of coke"
Liam sat and thought for a moment.
"You better not be fucking me"
YOU ARE READING
Family comes first
ActionRiley Casey is a member of the infamous Casey crime family. He wants to continue the family business and be just like his older brother Liam but he doesn't know if he can muster what that task takes.
