Undercover

Chapter Fourteen

Okay last one for a while! I got other stories to focus on. I'm just happy to see everybody enjoying this story, I really didn't expect this. There won't be that many chapters in this story but there will most definitely be a second book. ENJOY😁

Jordan Edwards

Sitting inside of the now empty warehouse with my brother, a few workers and Tank. Just thinking of all my hard work from the past few months that went to waste just fueled the rage inside of me.

In front of me sat my .45 and residue from the two lines I just did. The room grew hotter and I became more antsy. All I wanted to do was find Rhodes and kill his bitch ass.

Until then, I'd take my anger out on other things. Slowly climbing from my chair and grabbing my gun I walked over to Jeff. The one that I was nice enough to give a million chances to bring me money but never did. I thought about just letting it go. It was only 1,000 more dollars needed and I thought I was a fair boss.

But then niggas got way too comfortable and on top of that the story about his now dead girlfriend stealing the money was a bold face lie. He used the money to invest in another dealer.

So not only is he a liar, he's a snake and I don't like snakes.

Jeff looked up at me with blood pouring down his face from the beating he just received. I grabbed the lace blunt from Cliff and took a few puffs before passing it back.

"Respect has really been lacking around here. I think too many people have forgot who the fuck I am." I placed the barrel of the gun at his temple. "I was being nice to you Jeff, I gave you so many opportunities and you took advantage of that. Then I hear that your talking shit about me and my brothers behind my back. Now you know that there are two things I don't play about. My fucking money and my brothers. You fucked up on both ends. So what should I do to you?"

He could barely focus, slipping in and out of consciousness.

"I think I'm going to make an example out of you." I placed my gun on the table and picked up a steel bat, sending a blow to his head. His head cracked and blood trickled down. "BET YOU WISH YOU GAVE ME MY MONEY NOW, DONT YOU?!" Another hit went to his head and he fell out the chair. I just kept going and going. Blood splattered all over me.

I was pissed.

I no longer saw Jeff, I saw Rhodes, I saw every man that ever crossed me. His meat came out of his head. I couldn't stop, I didn't want to stop.

"JORDYN!" Cliff called. I looked back at him. "That's enough! Tank get her out of here."

Tank grabbed the bat and tossed it then he grabbed me.

"Clean this mess up." I yelled before walking out the door and climbing into the back of my truck.

Tank eventually joined me. "J, you really need to chill."

I just looked out the window.

When we got home, I rushed up to the bathroom and cut on the shower. I tossed the clothes I had on in the trash. Standing in front of the mirror I just stared at myself. Honestly I didn't like what I saw.

Dried up blood stained my cheeks and forehead. My eyes were barely open.

I've never took a loss this big.