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Montana Harris|February 1st|Glo's House
"And you left yo' phone with Sage right?"
"Nah, I left it with Sleeze. I ain't wanna get her or domo caught up with any of this shit." I mumbled making sure my gun was fully loaded. He looked at me with a sigh.
"Are you sure? I'm telling you, I can do dis' on my own foe. You gotta family nd' shit to lose."
"nd' you don't?? Nigga yo mama depend on you, and she gon forever have to worry about her son daily until we put that nigga to rest, for good" I gritted, the amount of pain and suffering this man has caused me since I moved here was insane. I'm not an angel but this nigga was definitely the devil, and he needed to be exorcised.
He shook his head in defeat, he knew I was right. Just because it was his mother, losing a son would cause just as much pain as it would cause Sage losing me. Nobody should be worried about losing us and this is why I was leaving the business after murdering this man. I had more than enough money to last me and generations of my family, I think I stayed in this lifestyle cause I was scared to venture out— but it's different now, I need to protect my family...and myself.
After a couple more moments of silence, glo got up. "They here" he simply said while walking to the door, I followed him outside his house seeing a black van. Two of my favorite subordinates sat in the driver and passengers seat. I dapped them up before getting in the back of the van with glo and four other of our members— our best hittas.
We had got word that Jace was at his warehouse typically around this time, I knew it wasn't a lie cause even when I worked under him— he kept a consistent schedule.
I felt the car stop shortly followed by the van doors opening, I could see the warehouse in the distance, it wasn't too far but not too close. I pulled the ski mask I had wrapped around my hair down and immediately checked the surroundings of the van. I didn't hear nor see anything so I waved the group down.
We made it all the way to the gate of the warehouse before stopping. There were two kids guarding the front door of the warehouse. For the first time, my stomach churned. I told them to kill on sight but these was kids. I saw out of my peripheral Mac raise his gun as if he was about to shoot making me smack his gun down which let off a shot that they couldn't hear since he had a silencer on his gun.
"Fuck! Sako, what the fuck is you doing ?" Mac muffled, the ski mask always made it hard to hear each other.
"They decoys" I lifted my mask up so they could all hear me clearly.
"Decoys???" Another one of my members said.
"Look— they don't even have no gun" I pointed to the boys who wore sweats and hoodies. They both were talking to each other leaving their hands out of their pockets, showcasing that there was no gun on their person. "He's expecting us, he know I'd never kill no kid" I groaned having to think of a quick new impromptu plan.
