𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐀$$

005.

SOUTH SIDE JAMAICA, QUEENS, NY.
November 1991.

"I need these red caps pushed out all over Queens. This some good shit. These niggas going crazy." Nique spoke to his crew while holding up one of the red caps filled with coke. "Don't be fucking stupid, move this shit on my corners." He handed out the bags that he had Worrell distribute the caps out in.

"Fuck is in these caps?" One of Niques Soldiers, Casanova, said while holding the cap up.

"Nigga quit asking allese questions and do what the fuck I asked. Get up outta here." He said while watching the guys walked quickly out of his tailor shop.

Taking his coat, off he laid it on the chair. Grabbing his toothpick, he placed in his mouth while he watched them ride off.

"Worrell make sure these niggas out there doing what the fuck they supposed to." He threw his brother a wad of cash.

"Ight I'll call you if anything pop off." Worrell dapped Nique up. Watching Worrell walk, out he seen Raq walking inside his shop. His soldiers were on point and watched her every move.

"This shop still look how Ronnie left it." Raq walked around looking the clothes on the wall.

"What you here for Raq?" Nique came from behind the counter and looked at Raq.

"I don't know what the fuck you got going on with my daughter, but stay away from her nigga." Raq pointed her finger while switching her purse to her other hand.

"Word?" Nique laughed, Raq didn't know. If Nique wanted something he was gonna do anything to have it.

"I ain't fuckin' laughing with you. Deanna is precious, she don't need a nigga like you fuckin' her life up."

"Yeah I hear you. Why you ain't been holding up ya end of the deal?" Nique folded his arms and waited for her bullshit response.

Raq got silent. She didn't have any corners to move her work on. "Still in the works of making sure everything will be played out nicely."

"Or you ain't got no corners." Nique smirked. He knew why she hadn't pushed any product, her corners were bullshit.

"Look nigga we done here stay away from my daughter." Raq turned on her heels quickly walking outside of the tailor shop.

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"Kadeem here?" Nique heard Deanna's voice from the front of the store. While he sat in his office, he watched at her on the cameras.

"He in the back. Who you?" His cashier Raina smacked her gum.

  "I'm D, but that's beside the point. Quit poppin' allat gum in my face." Deanna rolled her eyes walking around the register. Reaching Nique's office, she walked inside.

"Whats good baby?" He leaned back as he watched her walk inside closing the door behind her. Looking at what she had on, he seen she had on a three piece pink matching set that fit her body in all the ways it needed to. Her hair down with her curls flowing down her back.

"I need my coat hemmed. It's long as fuck." She laid her coat on the chair before walking around Nique's desk. She sat on his desk while looking at him.