Jackson's POV:
Dontrell called me last night crying and shaken up by his ex Lamar apparently when he got home dude was already there with a gun and he made some threats.
I didn't even know Lamar Washington swag that way.
One I don't take kindly to the people I care about being threatened and two if you want to threaten me do it to my face and be ready to back it up, that's the reason I've been out on the streets all night looking for this nigga.
"You look like shit." Michael one of my father's corner boys said.
"Haven't slept in almost 24 hours," I said with a yawn, " do you know where I can find Lamar Washington."
"Why you looking for old man Washington's boy, if I remember correctly your father and his have a peace treaty and by the look on your face I know whatever you want with him has nothing to do with peace."
"Man fuck allat, this nigga threatened the shorty I'm with." Thinking about him pulling a gun on Trell has my blood boiling.
"You can't do anything about it with out starting a war between the families and besides I'm sure he doesn't know Who you are."
Most likely my father raised me as far away from his business as he possibly could so our paths have never crossed, I know Lamar's father is training him to take over from him, just like mine is training my older sister.
"Man whether he knows me or not that's not important this nigga pulled a gun on someone I care about, so I'm going to ask one last time, do you know where he's at."
Michael sighed in defeat, " I think you might find him at club Nova up north where all the trust fund babies hung out."
"Preciate it man." I said dabbing him up and walking back to my car.
As much as l would love to hurt him, I know I can't without creating serious repercussions, I just want to talk to him man to man.
It took me thirty minutes to drive to club Nova.
"Johnny my man." I dapped up the bouncer at the door, club Nova is not my usual spot but I know the bouncers and they know to let me in everytime no questions asked.
I walked to bar leaning against it, surveying the place try to catch a glimpse of lamer.
"Can I get you anything." A voice from behind took me out off my thoughts.
"Yea let me get a whiskey on the rocks, by the way do you know if Lamar is here tonight." If you want to know anything in a bar or club you ask the bouncers or the bartenders they see and know everyone.
"I saw him earlier but I think his upstairs in the private rooms." I nodded taking and paying for my drink I made sure to leave her a generous tip.
After bribing the bouncer on the second floor I made my way into the private room.
I walked in with my gun already out and shot two shots in the air and everybody went to the ground.
"Nobody has to get hurt if your name is not Lamar Washington get the fuck out." I said as calmly as I possibly could.
I watched people jump over each other to get out and with everyone out it left me and Lamar in the room.
"Do you know who I am?" He asked attitude already on ten.
I locked the door and slowly made my way to the couch he was sitting on..
"Didn't I just say your whole government name just now?"
He chuckled leaning back on the couch, "oh you a funny nigga."
"I guess so but I know you won't think I'm funny once I'm done with you."
