Eshals POV - Coke Talks

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    I have to go to the pad today to help Bishop and Nook with how to get their money back in the matter of two days.
   I throw on a designer hoodie and sweats, some Rick owens, and my LV backpack. It takes me a couple minutes to curl my hair and after I brush the curls and flip it to the side I do my makeup. I grab my car keys and I'm out the door.
   I ask myself why am I even putting myself back in this situation to begin with. Blinded by love? Am I being dumb? Shit I don't know.
   When I pull up to the pad I park behind Bishop's Audi, good he's here before me. When I walk in everyone is sitting on the couch  or standing around, it's full of 45th Hoover's in here.
   "Look the Lady Hoover came to save the day." Juice says putting his hand out for me to step in. I take his hand and smile, I give him a kiss on each cheek.
   "Hey Shal'', "Hey Boss Lady" and whispers with overly loud chatting begin to fill my ears. I scan the room for Bishop. He ends up coming out of the back room and when he sees me he walks towards me and I give him two kisses on each cheek.
   "You're an hour late," he says, handing Juice a piece of paper. I lift my eyebrow at him, "It's good though." he adds, changing his attitude.
   "Oh okay I thought so." I say smiling all petty.
   "Ight all you mothafuckas listen up Eshal Blake is back so y'all know what that means." He says catching everyone's attention, they all quiet down. Eshal Blake? The fuck. I'm just going to ignore that.
   "More money!" A random guy yells out.
   "Hell yeah and more product." Nook says coming out of nowhere, he gives me a side hug before standing next to Bishop. 
   "What a good way to greet them...mothafucka." I say mimicking Bishop under my breath so Bishop could hear me. He sucks his teeth.
   "Where you been, Shal? How you recovering?" A guy sitting on the couch asks.
   "Well, thank you for asking. I'm here about business though, not my well-being." I say politely, he says nothing but he nods his head.
   "There's a shipment of coke coming in from Bolivia tonight, I need good men there to accept that shipment and if anything goes left Nook and B are going to assume we got a rat and we don't need rats taking money from us," I say, everybody agrees with me and nods their head, I check everybody's body language, "after we receive the shipment, we bring it to to the pad and we'll keep five hundred bricks and put the other five hundred bricks in bags and tubes to sell out on the street, the bricks are for the big mans willing to buy from us. Anyone tries to break the coke down getting their ass kicked, we don't break around here aight." I say.
   Bishop nods his head.  "Y'all heard the woman, no coming up short, no late runs, and find who the fuck stole my shipment. We not moving coke through Mont Vert, move that shit to the Northside, weed only in Mont Vert, we ain't poisoning our streets." Bishop adds along, I love that he's selling out of our town that's showing how much love he has for our hood.
   "So who's all working with the shipment tonight?" Another random guy speaks. Bishop looks at me to answer.
   "Z, Juice, Blizz, Jerome, Mark, Sando, and Rodriguez." I say, those are the only guys in here I can trust from me just talking to them. They all work hard.
   "Aight, y'all heard her get on it." Bishop says. Everyone then continues their conversations. I turn to Bishop and Nook. Nook claps as we gather and Bishop looks impressed.
   "Hell yeah Shal." Nook says cheering me on.
   "Thank you." Bishop says smiling at me, I nod my head. He begins to size me up and drool like a dog.
   "So y'all a thing again?" Nook asks pointing at the both of us.
   "No." I say, Bishop says nothing.
   "Not yet." He finally says. Nook laughs.
   "Yo we gotta finish packing those boxes." Nook says, Bishop gives me a hug and an actual kiss on the cheek. He holds his hand around my waist and looks at me.
   "I'll call you tonight." He says before walking off. I can't help but to blush. He still has an effect on me for some reason. I love it and hate it at the same time.
   I motion Z, Juice, Blizz, Jerome, Mark, Sando, and Rodriguez over and they all come to me. I hug Zaric and give him a kiss on each cheek, it's like I'm the mother of the click.
   "A'ight, I want to know if I picked the right men for this job."
   "You know you did Shal, we got you and B." Zaric says, Rodriguez nods his head.
   "Ok make sure everything is in the shipment nothing should come up short, and if y'all spot any iffy activity shut that shit down." I add, I look at all of them in the eyes to make sure they got me.
   "Cool." Blizz says rubbing his hands together.
   "Jerome and Juice you two drive the truck, Z you check the shipment, Rod you make sure everything is where it's supposed to be. Mark and Sando test the coke." When I see that they all heard me loud and clear I cold my hands together.
   "I have to go now, y'all be safe." I say walking towards the door.
   "It's stay dangerous!" Blizz corrects me laughing, I just smile and ignore him, they are all something else.

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