<NOBODIES P.O.V>
Trent and his boys sat outside of jacobs building just watching the place, as usual. They had been doing this for about a month now.
"ugh. How long is this gonna take." Kirk asked from the backseat with a sigh. Trent shot him a look.
"it's gonna take however long I say". He said. He was getting tired of his complaining. Ever since day one kirk had been gripping about the assignment they had been given.
"this cant be that hard. Just grab the mother fucker and go." He insisted making eric, who was in the passenger seat, laugh.
Trent cut his eyes at them both.
"It's not that easy lug head." He spat angrily.
"this is a high profile model we're talking about. Thats why malcom cave us specific directions to follow." He said.
"and what are those directions other than sitting around here all day?" Kirk asked.
"that's for me to know, and. Y'all to find out." He said said settling in his seat. The car grew quiet as trent began to think to himself.
This is a nice ass place. I bet everybody who lives in this mugg is stacking paper to.
I wonder how much malcom's gonna give us for doing this?
Im hungry. Definatly going to burger king once we finish up our rounds for today.
He was distracted once he saw someone coming from inside. They all focused in on the person.
"hey, isnt that him?" Eric asked sitting up in his seat. He could tell by the big poofy hair, and skin tone. "yeah." Trent replied. They watched him hop into the back of an all black range rover, accompanied by a big black man who looked like his body guard.
"where in the hell is he going?". Kirk asked, peeping the luggage he had with him. Trent shrugged his shoulders.
"i dont know but im sure gonna find out." He said pulling out his cell phone.....
AUTHORS NOTE: changes I tell ya. This story is about to make a complete 360 soon. You just keep reading and wait and see. Chao!
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