Stepping off of the plane Hendrix felt on top of the world. One year after his wife unfortunately disappeared his business had been doing better than ever. Walking down the steps of his private jet he was greeted by his team who had been awaiting his arrival. While he settled things in Atlanta he had sent his team to survey the competition and eliminate anyone and anything that would stop his expansion.
"Boss Man" they all yelled out as he simply nodded his head at them with a small smile on his face. Engaging in small talk they all agreed to meet at the warehouse to catch him up to date about what was going on in the D.
It took approximately 30 minutes to drive down to the warehouse and once he arrived he nodded in approval. Everything was to his liking and he hoped that everything had gone according to plan as far as business. Walking into the warehouse he went straight to the office where everyone was seated causing them to stand until he took his seat.
Sitting down he signaled them to do the same before one of his many workers sat his drink of choice in front of him. Taking a sip of the drink he nodded in approval thanking her and then signaling her to leave the room.
"Talk to me," he says looking around the room at his trusted team he hand-picked to handle things in Detroit.
Everyone looked around the room waiting for anyone to speak up and tell him about their unfortunate setback when it came to taking over the D.
"Well, we been doing good with cleaning most of the money from Atlanta through small businesses in the community" Denzel one of his right-hand men spoke up causing Hendrix to nod in approval. Waiting for news about them taking over and removing completion Hendrix was highly disappointed when the conversation continued and it wasn't brought up.
"Whats parts of the city have we taken over?" He asks looking around the room with a straight face as they all avoided eye contact.
"Boss, its not easy way to say this. We tried our best but somebody beat us to the punch and took over right under our noses" José another one of his workers spoke up causing him to chuckle.
"Who is this somebody?" Hendrix asks as he feels his blood begin to boil at their failure.
"We don't exactly know," someone else speaks up. Nodding his head Hendrix drank the remainder of his drink before grabbing the gun from his waistband and shooting José directly between the eyes.
"Know if somebody doesn't tell me something useful all y'all gone die" he speaks up placing the gun on the table as everyone just watched as the young man's body laid limp against the table.
"All we know is that they own a club called Pussy Island on the East Side" Denzel speaks up.
Nodding he informed them that they would all be visiting the club tonight before dismissing them.
4 hours later
Arriving to the club Hendrix looked around with nothing else but murder on his mind. Walking towards the door he frowned at he fact that a woman was the security which was very unusual to not only him but the others as well. Instead of going towards the long line, he stood right in front of her taking in her appearance.
Light Skin, tatted, braids to the scalp, and clearly into women. She hit her blunt before blowing the smoke into his face with a smile once she seen that her actions clearly enraged him.
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