A Detroit Love Thang 3

The Next Day

Niles wasn't looking forward to anything. The only thing on his mind was the family he lost because of all his lies. He shook his head walking inside of Pretty Women looking for Lozella. She waved him to the back. In the office stood Kane and Lozella.

"We got a shipment coming through. The crate is full of guns, big beautiful guns. I'm going to need you and Kane to go get them for me. Down town at the auction house, there'll be a crate with paintings all around them. There'll be someone there to help y'all transport them." Lozella didn't waste any time putting Niles to work. She was going to use every bit of him before she killed him. "Bring everything back to my outhouse." Lozella handed Kane a bag full of money. "Make sure he gets this." Kane took the bag nudging Niles to follow him. Niles was back in old territory. Everything about that life started rushing back to him.

Kane and Niles made it to his car. Kane put the bag in the trunk and they both got inside, driving off. Niles didn't say a word to Kane during the drive. He had nothing to say. He just wanted to do his job and get back to family. He was scared that Alicia was not going to forgive him and the longer he's gone, the longer she has to ponder on the situation without his pleas and protest. I promise I'll make it up to her when I make it home. Kane stopped the car after thirty minutes of driving, making it to the auction house on Jefferson.

"Come on." Kane walked inside the place with Niles searching for the redhead, tall white man with freckles. You wouldn't think the man was a gun smuggler. They spotted the man fairly quickly. He made eye contact and they made their way to each other. "You got the merchandise?" Kane said to him, with full eye contact.

"Yeah I got it. You got my money?"

"It's in the trunk." The freckle-faced man began to walk, making it to the back of the auction house, opening a forbidden door. There was a big crate with private property stamped on it. Niles closed the door behind him. Freckles opened the crate revealing a whole slew of military guns. "Niles go get the money, bring it through the back." Niles left the room sensing something suspicious going on but he wasn't worried about his shit. "You got me on that deal?" Kane asked Freckles. "I get 5k of that 10k you're about to get and I'll get you bricks of that good shit. Have your people gone for days." Lozella got so much she'll hardly notice the shit gone," he thought to himself.

"Yeah, I remember the deal. I got you man. Get me the drugs and I'll get you the money. It's gone be waiting for you." Kane and Freckles shook hands. As that was going on, Niles walked in with the duffle bag in his hands. He walked over handing it to Freckles. "We'll turn around the back to load the trunk." There was another door in the back room that led out, which is where Niles came from. They did as so, making the transaction smoothly without any extra witnesses.

Niles and Kane made it to Lozella's outhouse. It's the place where she held all her drugs and guns. Rarely anybody knew about the place. It was a ground house. The doors opened from the ground inside a garage. Kane backed up his car, parking and unlocking the trunk. Both he and Niles unloaded the trunk, placing all the guns inside safely.

"Leave a few of them guns out, we have to make another trade. The Chinese are coming to town and they got a live package for us."

"A live package?" Niles asked, confused.

"Yeah, a live package. That's where we get our girls. I'm sure Lozella told you about her escort service." Lozella traffics young women to come to Detroit and trick for her in the streets and at her escort business. It was an underground escort service that nobody but them knew about.

Niles and Kane got back in the car after securing the place and driving off. They made it back to the club. "So I take it everything was success?"

"Yes it was," Kane reassured her.

"Good, not bad huh?" Lozella looked at Niles in the face. She knew he wasn't in the mood. Niles didn't say a word. "Aww poor baby." Lozella walked over to Niles putting her hand on his head, massaging it, when he nudged her away.

"Don't fucking touch me."

"Oww feisty. I like it." Lozella started to laugh. Her phone rang, she picked it up, talking on her phone for a minute. "It's time y'all. Let's go get this live package," Lozella said, walking through the door. "I'm about to introduce you to the other side of my game." They all make it to their rides, driving off.

Kane and Niles follow Lozella to a secluded area where they see a white truck with a Chinese man standing on the side. Lozella parked on the side of him getting out of the car. Niles could tell she dealt with him regularly because she was too comfortable around him. Kane parked his car as well. They got out of the car. Kane got the duffle bag that had the guns in them. He walked over to the Chinese man. The Chinese man saw the duffle bag. Kane opened it showing him the merchandise. He took the key he had in his hand, handed it to Lozella. After the trade was initiated, the Chinese man made his way to his car with his guns and drove off. Lozella opened up the back of the trunk. Niles couldn't believe his eyes. It was a truck full of females. Not just Chinese but Black, Latina, and White as well. Somewhere thick with big titties and some were averaged sized with cuffable butts. Somewhere even skinny with average size breasts. They came in all shapes and sizes. They all sat there quietly. Some smiled a bit and some didn't. Lozella closed the door back.

"Kane take them underground. Niles you can drive his car. Follow me."