Dead Heat

Quan

As soon as i landed in LA i hit up the nearest bar. With the bomb that China dropped on me I needed about 20 shots. This bitch was tripping if she considered having that baby. Leaving ATL took some weight off my shoulders. I figured out of sight out of mind. After the bar i met up with my boys Cali & Meek from out here. Meek had LA on lock! From the bitches down to the money & drugs. Cali was well known in LA too. He messed with computers and locks, all that fraud shit. He the one who got us into Amir house. " You aight man, look a little shook up" Cali said to Quan. " yeah I'm aight nigga, always will be" Quan shot back. " So how much money you touched that night at son crib?" Cali questioned. One thing about Quan was you couldn't tell if he had a mill or $10 is his pocket. He always remained the same. "Listen you got paid brotha, what you spent that already?" " Na neva I'm just fucking around with you, loosen up bitch" Cali laughed. " let's not bring this up again its done!" Quan didn't mean to be so uptight with Cali but he hated talking about missions he already completed. So he acted like that wasn't one of the reasons he was shook up and went on to tell Cali & Meek about how the bitch China was pregnant. "Aw man you believe that broad Quan?" Meek asked. "I mean yeah I did shoot the club up, shit crazy though I gotta deal with that soon" Quan replied. "Well handle that kid". Quan, Meek, and Cali proceeded to the strip club later on that night to celebrate completing a mission like they always did. After the club Quan check into the W hotel by his lonely leaving him with nothing but time to think.