Undercover

Chapter Nine

Jordyn Edwards

"Jeeeeeeffff." I yelled after my brother knocked hard on his house door. "I know you here nigga, open the door before it gets bust down."

Cliff knocked again but the door never opened.

"Knock the fucking door down." Cliff said.

Tank used his shoulder to break in his door then we walked in.

"Jeff! I hope you're in a good hiding spot. But it really doesn't matter because I'm going to tear this fucking house apart until I do find you!" I said.

"Go find that nigga." Cliff instructed everybody else. They scattered all over the house.

"What the fuck is going on?" Some ratchet bitch asked, stepping in the house.

"I'm looking for Jeff and my money, you know where he is?" I asked her.

"Who are you?!"

"His boss. Now where the Fuck is Jeff and my 5,000 dollars?"

"Bitch he don't owe you shit, Fuck you and that 5,000 dollars."

I just looked at Cliff. He loaded the gun in his hand and sent a bullet through her skull. Obviously I don't tolerate disrespect.

We heard tussling upstairs then Jeff came flying down the steps.

"There he iiiis!" I squatted down in front him. "I've been looking for your sorry ass for two motherfuckin weeks! Since it took me so long to find you, I just know you got my money right?"

He didn't say anything.

"I don't think he heard you sis." Cliff said.

I grabbed his nappy ass hair. "You got my money right?!"

"Jordyn let me explain." Jeff said.

"Explain what nigga?! I gave you 12 hours to bring me my money, that was two fucking weeks ago! So you better tell me you got my shit!"

"I just need one more day. Please."

I laughed. "You know, I think I'm a nice girl and I think it's time for you to start being real with me. Tell me why you need another day and why you didn't have my 5,000 in the first place and I'll decide if you should get another day."

"Jordyn you can't be ser-." Cliff started but I threw my hands up.

"I had the 50,000 on collection day, I promise I did. That's why I was upset when Mike said it was short. So I get home trying to figure out where the money went. My girl walks in with shopping bags telling me she found the duffle." Jeff explained.

"Wait, this bitch with a fresh bullet in her head?" I asked.

"Yeah." He answered. "I beat her ass after that cause she almost got me killed and you thinking that I'm out here not respecting you and that's not even the case. I've been trying to find everything to sell to get your money, I promise I am."

I looked at Cliff to see how he was feeling about this story. Cliff mind is probably still set on killing him. But this ain't his call anyway, it's mine. "How much you got?"

"4,000. I just need a couple more hours."

"I'll give you til tomorrow night and that's it! I shouldn't even be doing this cause I feel like you ain't gone take me serious."