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ISAIAH MANTES, 19
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"we have the shipment"
"did you send them in?"
"yes..but t-there is a slight problem.."
"what now?"
"half of the drugs are missing"
"..."
"sir we dont know who d-"
"line the men up."
"sir-"
"im not gon ask again mahki, line them the fuck up. you understand?"
"yes sir"
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i hang up and throw ma phone across the room, it mustve startled kayden because he flinched wakin up
"what the hell isaiah.." he said his voice raspy. "im sorry pa." i say rubbin his back.
"what happened?" he scratches his eyes , "nothin." i lie
he gives me a look "it has to be something, why else would you throw your phone across the room."
i shift ma eyes away from him
"why are you looking away from me?" i stay silent
"helloooo??" i sigh before lookin back at him
"listen, i-..i cant tell you. alright?" he looks at me confused "why not"
"its business." he scoffs
"the same business youve been acting crazy about? the one you wont tell me shit about?" he crossin his arms gettin off ma lap to sit on the couch.
"listen..i wish i could tell you-" he cuts me off "why not?!?-"
"kayden, fuck!, i just cant alright??" i yell at him, he looks at me with a hurt expression.
"fine." he stands up but i pull him back down.
"hey..look at me" he turns his head towards me "im just trynna protect you."
he looks down at the floor
he doesn't believe me
