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DAMITRI

Tasia smiled while she buttoned up her shirt. "I forgot about how good you were."

"That's 'cause you was too busy fuckin' that lame nigga." He replied referring to Quentin.

Tasia rolled her eyes and sat on the bed. "Fuck that nigga."

"What happened wit y'all?" He asked uninterested. He really didn't care but he had to keep the conversation going.

"He didn't know how to keep his dick in his pants." Tasia started up. "...Fuckin' every girl with a fat ass."

"Since we on the topic of his bitch ass, I need you to do me a favor." Damitri said.

"What?"

"I know you've heard about the nigga sellin' bad shit for Quentin. Who is it?"

Tasia shook her head. "I can't tell you that. Quentin would kill me if he found out."

"He ain't gone do shit. I got you Ma." Damitri assured.

Tasia took a deep breath. "Quentin was pissed that you were selling in his area so he came up with this plan. He thought if he got someone to sell bad coke as yours, people would stop buying from you and start buying from him."

The plan worked too. Damitri has been losing business ever since he found out.

"Anyway, he's payin' some lil dude to say that the bad coke he cooking up and selling is from you." She informed.

"Who is he?" Damitri asked trying not to sound mad. Quentin was really trying him.

"I don't know. I only met him like twice. Just some lil nigga who need the money."

"I need a name, Tasia." Damitri said.

"Anthony." Tasia finally blurted out. "Yeah, his name is Anthony." She assured.

"Anthony who?!"

"I don't know, Damitri." She stated. "Some young nigga. I'm pretty sure he goes to Clark. Light skin, kinda a pretty boy."

"I gotta catch you later, T." He said gathering her things for her.

"You know him or somethin'?" She asked.

"I said I'll catch you later." He repeated. "Let yoself out."

"Asshole." She mumbled before leaving.

When she left, he sat on his bed to think for a couple of minutes. He walked over to his door and opened it.

"D!" He called.

"What?" Dorian responded a few seconds later.

"Come here for a minute."

Dorian busted into the room."What you want nigga?" He said. "You found out who selling?"

Damitri nodded his head.

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