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Emanuel
I paced back and fourth infront over the beat down abandoned house where we hid our 'stuff ' . You could tell I was nervous as hell , it was written all over my face.
The cops could take our asses to jail at any minute but I didn't even care , jail is like a retirement home for niggas it was nothing like you see on tv unless you not bout shit . So jail was far from my mind at this point , right now I was just trying to make sure this nigga Andre , gets his shit without any unnecessary problems. He's known for making things harder than it needs to be and I rather go to jail than be killed and hanged by my shoelaces.
Finally my mind came to an ease and an all black Hummer with tinted windows pulled up . Without any hesitation I ran inside to where Prince and Julian were .
" where Prince at?" I asked Angel, after I saw that they were no where to be found. She was standing right on-top of the loose board with her arms crossed at her chest with the hammer in her hand , waiting to get this shit over with like I was.
" they upstairs . Is he here ?"
Before I could answer her question , the front door flew open and in walked Andre and two of his goons behind him. One of them caught my attention right off the back , not only by the visible gun hanging out his front pocket but by the way he was staring down angel . I couldn't tell if she knew im him or not cause she wouldn't look his way . He probably was one of her regulars from the club , I thought to myself.
Right on time , Prince and Julian came sprinting down the moldy staircase.
" Just the youngins I need to see, how you kids doing," Andre spoke " no need to answer that , I hope you have my things."
Prince quickly ran over to where Angel was standing and slightly pushed her to the side . " it's right here dre." Angel handed Prince the hammer .
" Yoo what the fuck ! " Prince's outburst set the whole mood of the room.
The safe was gone .
This can't be happening . I looked down at my shoelaces , and thought about all the rumors that were told to me about Andre . Shit .
Prince
No words were spoken . All you could probably hear was the loud thumping of my heart. It was going so fast I couldn't even catch up with it. But then something weird happened and it slowed down to its normal pace, Andre began to laugh .
I slowly stood up and looked at Andre .While Emanuel's dumb ass started loosing out his shoelaces . Julian was surprisingly acting none of this phased him, and angel had no expression I couldn't tell if she was scared or mad like I usually could.
" So does anyone wanna explain to me Where my shit is ?"
" it was uhm here not to long ago " Prince said .
Andre began to laugh again, then he looked back at his goons who looked about ready to snatch our heads off.
" see this is why I don't let little niggas handle my business . See I should could kill all Four of you with my bare hands . "He took a few steps closer to Me. "However I won't . I'll give you a second chance only Because I believe you'll be able to get everything back for me " he pressed his large hands down on my shoulders ,
" and maybe even more . I'm giving you 3 weeks to get everything thing that you lost back , plus there's some other business I'm going to trust that you will handle for me ." His smile was far from pleasant , he was up to something I didn't know what tho. What business does he need me to handle ?
" I think it's time I let someone new handle my dirty work for me "
Andre turned on the heels of his crocodile shoes and made his way to the door .
" remember. Young buck . 3 weeks ! And be on the look for a call from me , very soon ."
3 weeks . 3 fucking weeks .
" listen baby !" Angel yelled ,literally shaking me out of my thoughts . " all we gotta do is find the dumb ass crack headed mutha fucker that stole this shit. It's that simple "
" it's not that simple angel ! You can't hunt down no crack head in brooklyn , especially not one with over 500,000 dollars . Somebody with some sense had to do this shit"
Emanuel had a point . This had to be all Andre's plan . Take the money and the drugs , then turn me into his salve just to get it back and just like a slave I'll have no choice but to do what he says in order to survive .
Angel
After tonight , Prince demanded I went to work tonight to gather up some extra cash . It was semi packed for a Sunday night , it was mostly the old ass wanna be gangstas that hung out here every Sunday when they wife's were at bible study.
I was making my way to the back , when I saw a familiar face slumped down at a seat by the bar . It was that cop . shit .
I tried to look away but his sexy dark skin , and strong muscular arms had me in a trance . I quickly snapped out of it and pulled my hoodie over my head trying not to be noticed. But before I completely walked by him . Something came to mind.
I turned on my heels and zipped my jacket half way down exposing my bedazzled bra and tapped him on the shoulder .
" so you're a cop huh ? "
He turned around and sat up straight when he noticed it was me.
" why are you here ? Are you looking for some clues or some shit?"I asked while laughing
He paused for a minute , " I was actually looking for you "
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General Fiction31 year old New York police officer Jamal Parker finds himself falling head over heels for A local Queens stripper , 23 year old Angel Harris . While chasing after her drug dealer boyfriend , Prince . In this crazy love triangle , Jamal and Princ...