A Forever Kind Of Hood Love 2 (SAMPLE)

Two

TWO

Blurred Lines—Six Months Later

Chinno

"I like the name you've made for yourself, kid," Patience voiced as he stroked his beard. "You're keeping the legacy alive... running a real smooth empire."

I thanked him as I dapped him up before taking a seat across from him and questioning what brought him by. He shrugged. "Just checkin' up on you. You been keepin' your ears to the streets, son?" he questioned as he sat back.

"Of course," I assured him. I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't do so. The streets was my occupation, so I had to be aware of everything that went on.

"Well then, you already know that King has resurfaced? He's still gunning for you, Chi. Word got back that he's put a hit out on you," he informed me.

For the last few months, we had been searching high and low for this nigga. It was as if he had disappeared into thin air. After Tron informed me that he was responsible for what happened to Moose, I'd exhausted all my resources and connections to get my hands on him. However, he was already gone.

I heard, recently, of his movement back here in Cali. I just hadn't been able to track him. But when I did, I promise he'd regret the day he decided to fuck with my family. In all honesty, I'd never heard of this mothafucka before Moose.

Patience only informed me that he was the son of an enemy he'd had me take care of when I first started hustling for him. However, neither one of us were aware that the mothafucka had a kid.

"I heard."

"How do you want to handle that?" Patience inquired.

It was good to know that he always had my back and went out of his way to ensure that I was on top of things. As a man and the nigga he trusted enough to pass the torch down to, I wanted him to know that I could handle shit on my own. I assured him that I would take care of my King problem on my own before thanking him for looking out.

He simply nodded as he stood up and smoothed out the wrinkles in his shirt. "Alright, son. Let me know if you need anything. Kiss my girls for me. I'mma head home to the Misses."

A few minutes after he left, I called Tron, Tay, and Black and told them to meet me back at the trap. With King back in California, we had a lot of ground to cover. I'd be damned if I let this nigga get over on me for a second time. I had a lot of plotting to do, because the second I got the opportunity to even be in the same room as this nigga, he was done for.

I exhaled as I leaned back in my chair. I picked up my phone again after deciding to call home. I hadn't heard from my girls all day.

"Hey, Daddy!" Kahlyse squealed after answering my call.

"What's up, baby girl? Where's your mama?" I asked.

"She eatin' again, Daddy. Mommy gweedy," she replied with a giggle.

Since she turned three, she thought she was the next level of grown. This girl could talk a mile a minute and had a mouth that got her in trouble a little too often. My baby was getting all grown up and shit right before my eyes. Lil' mama had hit three and started acting eighteen.

"Don't be talkin' 'bout my baby," I warned her.

She smacked her lips in response, making me laugh. I swear she had her mama's attitude. "I miss you, Daddy. When you comin' home?" she questioned.

"In a little while, you'll probably be asleep though," I told her. One of the things I hated about my line of work was being away from my family. However, I had to put in the work to be able to provide them with what they needed.