Battle Of Mississippi

Chapter Four

Uptown
Zavier Jackson

As the sun began to peek between my black curtains, I woke up with a brooding feeling that shit wasn't going to right today at all. Come to find out my nigga instinct was right.
Aleyah just hit me up a couple minutes ago yelling at me about somebody robbing two of our traps. What lowlife was really out robbing at five in the morning.

I called my boy Scat to see what word on the streets was because if anybody could get you accurate news on the streets it was him.

Apparently, some up and coming dealer from around the way named Beatz jacked my homies on Green Street.

"So who is this lil nigga" I asked aggressively.
"Lol dude real popular in the music scene"
"I'm surprised you ain't heard of dude. He got a little crew out of Midtown and all they known for is stealing."

"Well him and his bitch ass gang of thieves gone meet my ass today. Put word out that either they gone meet with me today or I'm gone pick they ass up tonight." I yelled into the phone.
I'm sick of the little wanna be gangsters.

"Alright, word! Give me an hour" Scat replied.

I hung up my phone and jumped out of bed in my yesterday clothes and went to brush my teeth. After I finished, I grabbed my burner and the keys to a 1999 Ford Taurus. Which is one of my cars I did work in. On my way out of the house,I grabbed a bottle of water and activated my alarm system.

I hopped in this ugly ass car and sped off to the meeting that Aleyah called. It only took me about 35 minutes to make it to our Warehouse which is out in the woods. Only Elite members of our crew got to meet with us and visit this warehouse. I struggled to get out of this small ass car and headed into the building, but not before examining the perimeter.

As soon as I stepped in the building I heard Aleyah's ass going off. I made my way to my seat at the head of the table and let her finish her speech.

"It's about to be War around this bitch for now on until I get back all of my shit that was stolen plus motherfucking interest" she hollered at everyone while looking into everyone's eyes one by one.

"Do y'all fucking hear me?" she asked as a chorus of 'yes ma'am' ensued.

"Good, cause it's time we give these streets a blood bath!" I said to our crew.

"And another thing tell ya families to be safe and stay alert in the streets." I said informing them on our plan of attack.

"Kill anybody you think got some to do with it! And that's an order!" Aleyah said while pacing back and forth trying to calm down.

All of us were pissed as fuck and you could see it on all our faces. Even if it was only two of our smaller traps every little bit counts. As Aleyah called our meeting to a close and began assigning tasks I headed into my office and reminded Aleyah to come chat with me for a minute after she finish doing her.

I was only waiting for about 10 minutes before she came marching in and sitting in the chair facing me.

"Good job out there handling business little sis.We need to make a few changes tho because they took a good bit of our supply of Drugs and weapons. I know We got a new shipment coming at the end of the week but We need shit now. So how you wanna handle this?" I said while giving her props and thinking about our business.

"I say we use what's in our reserve and on the next shipment double up even though that's more money than We need to dish out right now. Until then, just divide product among the other 8 traps and make sure we aren't caught slipping. By the way that lil nigga Beatz and his crew are in the basement, I'll let you handle that." she relayed to me while giving direct eye contact.

"I'll get to them tomorrow. We got way more pressing matters to attend to such as bitch ass downtown robbing our other trap. I'm going down there by myself today and handling this shit."
"What the he'll you mean you going down there? Two traps just got hit today Nigga and it's only nine in the morning. To black ass need to be here handling shit. Redistributing product and shit." I noticed she looked really angry that I was handling business, but what she expect. She probably didn't want me to go alone. I'll handle that easily and take a small crew to satisfy her ass.

"Look, I'll take a few people with me. Don't even trip, but this shit is getting solved today. Ain't gone be no more trap robbing like We some weaklings. We motherfucking Uptown and We run this shit. Not they weak asses and if i see any of they bitch asses I'm shooting on site every time I see one of them. We worked too hard for this shit and some of our supply is just gone like I swear I want to kill Moe big, burly ass! " I ranted as Aleyah looked at me with this curious glint in her eye.

"Right, handle that brother."

And with those words,I rounded up JoJo, Stank, and Real I and we jumped into Leyah's black Tahoe and jetted to Downtown to see bout Moe bitch ass. It was as if her truck knew exactly where we needed to go. As soon as we crunk that hoe up,directions to Downtown were being shouted at us by her GPS system.

It had to be fate for us to take this trip.
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