Chapter Twenty Five

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•°Lauren°•

The phone rung on speaker phone as I held it to OG's ear.

"Wassup bro, how you been?"

"Wassup man, Im doing good."

"Aye you heard from that lil bitch you ran into at the store?" I looked at Stacy who was staring OG down when she heard Dro talk about the so called bitch from the store, knowing clear as day that it was her.

OG avoided contact as he spoke.

"Nah man. That was the last time I heard from her."

" Dont matter, she'll get hers, they all will. Tito them told me the other day when we sent them on that outing, that they missed the crooked as cop and shot his moms.. shit I felt bad but aye, who gives a fuck, thats what she get for raising a pussy nigga. Shit the daughter was even fucked up too, see how she ended up.." He rambled on as he laughed aloud.

"Dro."

Dro continued to run his mouth about all the things him and his brother talked about in secret. The more he talked the more embarrased OG got as all his dirt was being aired out.

"Dro! Man shut the fuck up! I cant even get a word out."

"My bad man wassup?"

I gestured for OG to spit the shit out.

"Aye. I need you to meet me at Richman."

"For what nigga?"

"Business. I cant tell you over the phone."

"Aight .. aight. What time?"

"11:00."

"Fasho. I'll be there and dont have me waiting like you always do."

"I wont."

"Aight man see you there."

We hung up.

Stacy turned the blowtorch off.

"Nah that wasnt hard now was it?" She said as she stood up.

I handed her back the phone.

"Its 9:45." I said to Stacy after I looked at the time. "What shall we do with this fucker?"

"I dont know.." Stacy said but she already knew the answer.

"You two dumb as fuck if you kill me. You bitches need me! If I dont show up at that meeting with Dro, he's going to know whats up."

"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled.

"Aint nobody told you to start begging for yo' life yet!" Stacy yelled. "Pull the car around." She directed to me.

"You gone be straight?" I asked.

She nodded.

I threw her the gun and walked out the front door, walking briskly to where the car was parked. I jumped into the driver's seat and turned the ignition on.

I backed up out of the ally instead of driving straight out. The neighboorhood was awake but not alive, so to avoid looking suspicious I drove around the block like I had just entered the complex.

I pulled up into the driveway and pulled the car into the garage beside his already parked Bentley closing the door as I entered. I cut the car off, getting out and going into the trunk to get the car cover. I covered the car up and went back inside.

"Car is in." I said as I came back in through the door connecting the garage.

When I walked into the kitchen where I had left Stacy, she was all over OG.

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