Crossing The Line

Chapter Twenty Seven

●Dro●

I checked my watch, 11:05 and realized I was running a little late to meet OG but I wasnt sweating it. He was never on time. Plus I had a little business to handle that would benefit the both of us.

I drove around town to go visit a few of my spots, stopping at my main warehouse to meet an aquantiance.

I got out and walked in as Jerome greeted me at the door and followed me to the office.

"Im sorry for my tardiness, Im a busy man." I explained to my guest, who was already seated. "So what do you have for me today?"

"Well, we're still looking into Evan Tanning but we're going to need something stronger than what you gave us."

"What the fuck do you mean something stronger?"

"These are only accusations. We need evidence that he was present at the warehouse on that day."

"Look officer.."

"Burns."

"Yeah.. Whatever. I paid you and the rest of those pigs to take this mutherfucker down."

"I understand that but we need a confession or.. a witness."

I thought for awhile.

"What about that old cop of yours.."

"Officer Cedric? You had him fired sir. Plus, word on the street is, youre after his head."

I chuckled lightly.

"All of those things are true but.. I got something better in mind.." I said motioning with my index finger.

"Whats that?" He asked.

"Get a hold of your little friend, I want you to tell him I have a proposition for him. Tell him that if he brings me that whole crew, Id give him is job back and his problems with us will dissapear."

"So you want Evan and the others now?"

"Why have one, when I can have them all. You dont disrespect my bro and me and think everything is going to be okay. OG and I have been moving pawns but now its time to move some fucking kings and queens in this bitch." I said as I put on my shades.

Officer Burns looked at my every move as I sat back in my seat.

"Why the fuck you still sitting here?" I asked in a cocky tone.

He got up from his seat and stormed out the door.

Soon I'll have my hands on that whole clique.. I thought to myself.

My phone chimed in my pocket before I pulled it out. It was my new shorty Avery.

I seen lil mama walking the block one day when I was checking on one of my spots. I couldnt help but stop and get her digits. Funny thing is.. she'll never be more than a piece of ass to me. I know thats harsh but Im just keeping it one hundred. Maybe if I wouldve slid in shorty first.. we couldve had something. Shit after OG told me he already jumped in that basket.. it was a done deal for me. Shit it aint like me and bro aint shared a few hoes before but I refuse to be in a relationship with a bitch thats been passed around. She good company though and the head aint too bad.

I chuckled to myself.

But what tops it all.. is that fact that she's my enemy's sister. She dont know that I know that but soon she'll find out. What better way to get revenge on a nigga than fucking around with his sister with no intentions of wife'in her ass.

I smirked.

"Yo Dro," Jerome called to me.

"Wassup?" I asked as I looked up.

"I thought you had to meet OG."

"Shit." I blurted as I got up from the chair.

I headed to the front door, jogging down the steps of the front porch as I walked briskly to my car with Jerome following behind me.

We got inside and headed to the northside to meet OG at the house.

"OG didnt say what the meeting for?" He asked from the passenger side.

"Nah. Probably introducing a new suplier or some shit. You know we can't verify that on phones."

"Right right." He agreed nodding his head.

"Plus OG slick dont know how to address this shit no more. Ever since he got caught up he aint been on his toes with this game fr. Thats why he sends his hoes to do the dirty work. That business shit though. He smart as a mutherfucker in that one." I explained as I chuckled.

"Aye, you gotta admit, that is kinda smart. If they get caught , its on them."

"See. Thats true to an extent man. Once them mutherfuckers start laying out that time to they ass, they gone sing like a fucking song bird." I explained.

He laughed.

"You right." He responded, nodding his head as we pulled up behind OG's Bentley.

"Damn, this nigga already here. They day I decided to be late, his ass wants to be early." I said cutting the engine off.

I pulled out my phone and dialed his number.

I waited as it rung repeatedly.

No answer.

My left eye immediately started jumping with an intense.

I called again.

It rung three times before he answered.

"Hello, OG?"

Heavy breathing crept through the reciever.

"Who is this?"

A laugh exscaped the phone and pierced my ears.

"Two can play this game bitch! Or should I say five."

They laughed again and then the call dropped.

"Yo, who the fuck was that?" Jerome asked.

"I think I know exactly who it was."

I reached down in the arm rest to pull out my gun and load it with some rounds.

I jumped out the car and headed up the yard with Jerome on my heels.

"You want me to call the crew?"

"Yeah and tell them mutherfuckers to come deep but be discreet."

I walked up to the front door and opened it.

The whole house was pitch black. I felt on the wall for the light switch, flicking it up and down in an attempt to turn the lights on.

Nothing happened.

I knew something was up, there was no reason for the lights to be off when the bill was paid and there was no bad weather in sight.

"OG!" I yelled in the dark walking in slowly.

Nobody answered.

"Yo!" I yelled again.

The kitchen light flickered repeatedly then froze and the kitchen lit up dimly.

"OG!" I called.

"Jerome!! Get in here!"