Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

Karter "Kay" Santiago

"FUUUCCK" I growled as I released my kids in this chick mouth. I think her name is Sasha or some shit like that. All I know is she's a hoe and she get around, she's gave me head on probably 3 different occasions now but I would never fuck her because she wanted it to bad.

"C'mon baby lay down I'm not done yet" said Sasha as she whipped her mouth with the back of her hand, she tried climbing on top of me.

"Naw I'm good ma, go clean yourself up. I'm out" I replied as I moved her off of me. I jumped outta the hotel bed, washed myself off, and pulled my jeans back up.

"You got me fucked up, you act like your dick  golden!" she said angrily as she grabbed her belongings and headed for the bathroom.
I swear we went through this every time. She must've thought my dick was golden the way she always begged for it.
I pulled a wad of cash out of my pocket and peeled off 4 hundreds. I threw them on the night stand as I made my exit.

As I drove through these Miami streets I felt my cell phone vibrate from my pocket
'Ace'  came across the screen.

"Yea" I answered

"Man I been trying call you for the last 20 mins" it was Ace. My right-hand man, together we controlled Miami and everyone in the city knew it. It was simple you're either with us or against us, and against would always lead you to a dead end.

"I had some shit to handle, what's up ?!" I replied

"Man meet me at the spot, 911" said Ace, in other words letting me know it was an emergency.

"Headed there now" I said hanging up.

Making a quick u-turn, I headed towards Lil Haiti one of the most dangerous places in Miami a person could come to. That's one wrong turn you just don't want to make, but to me and Ace it was our territory, our playground - which is what we sometimes called it when we spoke in code. Throughout the neighborhood we had trap houses set up, security was posted as well.

Pulling in I threw my hand up and nodded at a couple of the workers in charge, as I made it to the back of the neighborhood I made a stop at the last house which we considered our warehouse. No one had access to the inside but me and Ace, it's also where our offices were stationed.

Ace pulled up right behind me so we entered together. Once inside I made my way to my office which was full of cameras that watched our  entire playground.

"Man check this out, I did pick ups last night and  Dre's trap was short $20,000, and this isn't the first time" Ace informed me. Ace always handled the things that were more hands on, he could be so cold and ruthless when needed to be and he never hesitated to body a nigga.

Me, I'm the brains, I handle all of the business and put in work when necessary. When I speak everyone stops and listen, and nothing moved without my ok. But one thing Ace and I have in common is we hate a thief and a rat.

" $20,000 huh??" I replied very calm "let him know he has 24 hours or his ppl can start planning his funeral" I finished.

Grabbing my keys I dapped Ace and made my exit.

Pulling up into the car wash I noticed it wasn't as packed as usually, Shit people come here just to hangout, or go next door to eat at Miami FingaLickin which was the main reason I was there today.

"Aye Mike! wash my shit up, I gotcha" I yelled as I tossed him the keys to my Porsche and make my way inside of the restaurant.

"Let me get a chicken quesadilla with extra broccoli, and a mystery drink" I ordered.

"Kay what's up man, I hear you boss now" I turned around to see Jason. He was the biggest dj in the city right now and always kept a different bitch with him.

Laughing I dapped him up "I hear you man, I'm chillin tho" I replied.

After a short conversation with him, the chick that was with him and little girl that I assumed was their daughter because she looked just like them both, was seated at a table, my order was called and I choose to sit at the bar to eat and watch the game.

After eating I made my way back towards the car wash, after paying I stopped to holla at mike for a min. Out the corner of my eyes I could see two chicks watching me while talking, DAMN she look familiar I thought about one them. Shorty had Asian features. I can't lie I needed to know who she was and why the fuck I kept running into this girl. First it was at the mall, then the gas station, now here?! I hope she isn't plotting trying to pull a fast one on me or wasn't following me because even though she's bad as fuck I won't hesitate to put a hot bullet in her.

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