Sorry for leaving you all hanging, I'm back with another update.
BEEZY RICHMOND VA
Czar was chilling in the backyard, kicking back watching the gardener mow the fresh green grass and the pool guy clean the sparkling pool. It was the good life. Each morning he'd feed his dogs Zeus and Pharaoh their breakfast out back. Folks didn't really think of him as an animal lover, but he totally was. Animals just got him, ya know? Before lighting up a blunt and puffing a cig, it was part of his morning routine. He'd grab his iPhone from the pocket of his robe and FaceTime Doe, who was either passed out or making breakfast, showing off a wad of cash. Both dudes knew their way around the kitchen. Czar always made sure he could cook so his food didn't get poisoned. He wasn't trying to get got.
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" Let's wake this hoe ass nigga up," Czar said, searching for Doe's number.
To FaceTime with Doe, he clicked on her cell phone. The cellular device displays a sleepy grungy tone. As Czar chuckled, he considered being louder than what he was doing right now. In contrast to Czar, who was an early bird depending on what strain of marijuana he consumed, Doe wasn't an early bird.
Doe huffed, throwing the covers back on his girlfriend, Paris. " Nigga, why are you up this morning?"
Czar said nothing displaying his wand of cash in the view of the camera.
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Doe yelled, laughing at Czar's behavior. " Dog, you crazy. Why you got a whole construction person dumping yo' money in the fuckin' pool?" Czar did an overview of his backyard for Doe, who had the phone on his bathroom counter because he was using the bathroom.
" Well, I'm not your average nigga." Czar smirked and began walking back inside and sat down in his living room. Zeus galloped over and sat next to him. Czar smiled and ran his hand down Zeus's back and underneath his head. In the morning, Czar spent time with his dogs.
" Neither am I," Doe answered.
Last night the two didn't get a chance to run down Dino because there were police around the area snooping for Czar. After Czar went to prison, he kept his trace of evidence limited. The department wanted to charge and blame him for the recent killings that have been happening in Grover's Park.
[ Grover's Park is fiction. ]
According to rumors in the streets, Czar's gang ' OHB ' committed multiple homicides last summer, tallying 40 homicides. After a leadway turned into a dead end, the police became frustrated.
" Aight, let's skip to the shit." Czar's mind kept racing to Dino still being able to function daily.
The scent of tobacco lingered in the air as Doe's car glided through the dimly lit streets. Czar leaned back in the passenger seat, peering through the foggy window as they passed worn buildings and flickering streetlamps. He rubbed his temple, thoughts churning like the dark clouds gathering above.
This beef with Dino had gone on too long. Ever since that heated dance battle years ago, bad blood simmered between them. And when Dino's boys took out Psalm...Czar barricaded his heart after that. Pills and weed to numb the pain. Then syrup when those didn't cut it.
He glanced at Doe dragging on a cigarette, wisps of smoke dancing around his head. Czar reached for it, craving the burnt aroma. It stirred something in him - not sure what. They drove in silence except for the hum of the engine. Doe tried making small talk about relationships. But Czar just wanted to handle business.
Get in, get it done, get gone. No loose ends this time. As the cigarette dwindled, Czar flicked it out the open window. He rubbed his forehead again and sat up straight, focused. The city lights ahead marked their destination. Time to plan this homicide and get back to living.
" Man, I wanna see you with somebody. We are getting older, and where we are from around hea' there's no love in the game." Doe stopped at the stop sign looking over at Czar, who seemed to be in his world.
" Neither is it being in a relationship. I'm cool with leaving this earth without somebody." Czar bluntly said and sat partially, finding his gun by patting around his waistline and his hand gripping the weapon and removing it. He twirled the gun around, singing a chilling song that anyone thought was sinister.
" Whatever, man, stop thinking every girl is the same. Anyways, you wanna do a drive-by or meet this nigga in person?" Doe stopped the car and watched from afar at Dino and the crew on the porch and some in the grass talking.
Czar tied his red bandana ski mask over his head and muttered to Doe, " Face, nigga." He shrieked a snicker getting out of the vehicle and walking in hiding. He wasted no time dashing through the grass, gaining the attention of others residing on the property.
Czar opened fire on feet, throats, and the middle of the head in the morning like a war of gunshots. As he walked closer to their territory, he lined everyone up from a distance. Czar heard a gunshot with blood squirting everywhere. It didn't matter if it was Doe; he continued his assault, walking up the porch steps and finding his favorite victim holding his shoulder blade. In an attempt to catch a glimpse of Czar approaching, Dino lifted his head slightly.
In response to Dino's cry for help, Czar kneeled at Dino's level. As Dino lifted the mask halfway, Czar revealed his appearance to him. Dino knew this day would come, but not so soon. Dino slit his eyes and held the pistol against his forehead as Czar stared at him. With a sinister smile, he pulled the trigger twice, allowing the gushes from the head to drain. The splattered blood caught Czar's attention.
He was blocking out the shouting of Doe's voice and sirens coming from the police that were soon approaching. Czar's mind went to Psalms choking on his blood. Without reluctance, Czar ran behind Doe, got the car, and swerved off the premises.
" That's for my baby boy," Czar let out as Doe drove recklessly down the hill.
