Oscar Marshall//Omar
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"They what?!" I growled.
We were currently at the trap. Apparently someone stole some of our imports. (Guns, drugs and some other stuff)
"Yea. I'm self frustrated." Said Tai
"They only managed to take some of each. They didn't take all of it because they didn't have enough time." Black said.
"The fuck?" How tf was I supposed to explain this to Killa. "How?"
"K3 stopped by at the warehouse to drop of a few things for Lamar and noticed some fishy behaviour. By the time he was heading to the back of the warehouse, the people who stole the imports we already fleeing away." Black explained. He was the brains here at the trap.
"Didn't K3 find anything else."I asked.
"He managed to catch two people and they're currently locked up in the basement." Tai said.
"Shit. Did y'all already tell Killa?" I asked. I know for a fact they didn't.
"Nope."
"Nah."
I just slapped my face and left the room. I pulled out my phone and called Killa.
"Bro what the fact. Why you calling me so fucking early. It's legit 5am." He groaned.
"Stop being a pussy and come to the trap. Now!" I said.
"......."
"Hello?"
"I'm coming." And he hung up the phone. I could already tell her was pissed off.
Lamar Kingston//Killa
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"So lemme get this straight. Some Niggas managed to break into the warehouse, steal our imports and two of them are kept hostage in the basement." I said. I was so annoyed yet so fucking angry.
"That is correct." Black said casually while watching the footage of when they broke in.
"Yea man. So I-" Omar was cut off by Black clearly annoyed because he doesn't like people cutting him off.
"Uh hahhhh. So that's how you wanna play." Black was starting to talk to himself.
"Dude you okay?" Tai asked
"Dee." He said
"Huh? What about Dee." I asked
"We need to head to the warehouse. NOW!" he said rushing out of the trap.
We didn't say anything. We all just followed him to his truck and he sped to the warehouse.
"Why we going to the warehouse?" Omar asked.
"As I was watching the surveillance footage, I saw Dee helping the enemies with the imports." He said
"Wait Dee from our gang? The fuck" I said dead ass furious.
"Yea. He was with them at the time. You notice how the truck didn't go through the main gate and rather the back gate. Even tho we instructed Dee to make sure the driver goes through the main gate and deliver it at garage 1." Black said. Nigga's smart. How did we not pick that up while we were watching the surveillance footage.
"Damn I didn't notice." Omar said.
"Remember when Dee said he had to go to the Harbour to go check if everything was okay. I'm guessing he killed the driver who was supposed to bring the imports to the warehouse. Meaning he drove the truck instead." said Black.
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Living Off Past Trauma.
ChickLitGirl who got raped by her friend when she was 15 decides to move to California with her bestie at age 18. She lives her life freely. She's "Living Off Past Trauma" but doesn't know that her trauma comes back for her.
