𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 |𝐃.𝐄|

Eleven

I walked into the dark warehouse where him and his men were standing across from mine. "Ahh East, so good to see you again fratello." Emiliano aka Mili greeted me.

The Italians and I weren't exactly best of fucking friends but we respected each other, and we always had good business.

"Nice to see you again Mili, let's get the over with." "Always straight to the point, I like that about you." He chuckled as his men came up with 3 duffle bags full of cash.

"There's your cut, now mine." I signaled for my men to give him his product. "I heard about your friend Deeno, you must be so happy that he's out." What the fuck? "That nigga ain't my friend, and how you hear about that." Something seemed off about tonight. We always had a quick exchange and went on about her day.

Mili was talking too much, and he was speaking on Deeno. Who the fuck told him me and this nigga are friends. "Oh? Well he was going on and on about you so I assumed y'all were close, new house, new stash, new babymama."

I pulled my gun out instantly and aimed it directly at his head. His men instantly aimed his guns at my men who did the same. "Don't fucking play games with me Emiliano."

"Ah I hit a nerve didn't I but I will s-." A gunshot went off hitting him directly in the head killing him instantly. It wasn't my gun tho. "GET DOWN!" someone shouted and I ran towards the nearest crate to cover myself.

There was a masked man in the back with an M4 in his hand. I only know one nigga that had access to guns like that. Deeno.

I hopped up and began shooting at his figure hitting him in the head instantly. Once the shooting stopped I looked around to see that everyone on my side was good but Emiliano's people were gone.

And they left his body. That's kinda fucked up.

I walked up to my men who surrounded the dead body. I pulled off the mask and it wasn't him. I've never seen the nigga before so he had to be one of his men.

I reached down and started checking his pockets and found a note. I quickly opened it and started reading.

Sorry about crashing your little meeting, super sorry about Emiliano, guess you'll have to find new business elsewhere.

Oh and I would get home to India now if I were you, ion think you should be leaving her alone in the middle of the night.

FUCK!

"Get rid of both of them." I put the note in my pockets and grabbed the bags of money before leaving.

How the fuck did he know so much. After reading the note it's obvious that he planned on killing Emiliano to fuck up my business. I still got the money and my product back so it wasn't a big loss.

I needed to find a place to stash the money, they knew about everything so I knew I couldn't take it to my house or India's.

I had to put in my safe house. No one knows where it's at because it out of the city and in the middle of nowhere. I know I needed to get back home to India so I just got in the car and went to her place.