Finishing college can hard but running a drug empire can be harder. Brooklyn is doing everything she can to keep her fathers legacy going. With the help of Tre her boyfriend and also a powerful drug lord she's able to accomplish those task but some...
They threw me into there vehicle. It wasn't a regular cop vehicle. It was a black truck and they had put us all in separate vehicles. I was confused, scared, and frustrated. This means they did kill Tyshawn, but why wouldnt they tell me that? I was a little nervous though because I was the one who killed Charles.
The thing about being in the game was if you killed someone the cops wouldn't be involeved because they didnt nesscarily care about people like us and its dangerous because they could easily take you down for your drug empire. Lucky for us our trap mansion didn't have a single ounce of weed or drugs inside. It was always sipped into another place after each run was finished.
I was in the car handcuffed to my back. I looked up to see men dressed in a swat uniform in front of me. They just watch me not saying a word. I was silent the whole ride until the car stopped. The men got out one by one got out then pulled me out. I looked around to see this was the not the police station it was a large area of land with a building surrounding it.
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They pushed me to go inside and from the corner of my eye I could see Tre'Kell. I looked over at him to see him staring at me. He nodded his head slowly telling me to relax. I took a deep breath as I walked in the building. I closed my eyes from the brightness as I stepped in. They led me into a room and told me to take a seat before locking my hands in cuffs to the table and shutting the door behind them leaving me alone. My legs began to shake as I hated being in places where I didnt know my outcome.
I never been in this situation before.Of course I been kidnapped before, but this was different. I could easily be locked up leaving the empire to fall. The door opened and a middled age white man dressed in a suit walked in. He shut the door before he walked towards me and sat down on the other end of me.
"How are you Brooklyn?" He asked me.
I stared at him hestitant to say anything.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"You dont know me Brooklyn, but I know you. I know a lot about you actually. Like how your father was Drechon Harrris and your his daughter, and now your know running his drug empire because you he died by a gun wound to the head."
I stared at him trying to let my face show no emotion because if I did one wrong movement I was done for.
"If that was true. How would you know that? Are you stalking me?"
He smiled.
"Of course thats my job. We been watching you for awhile Brooklyn. Your one of the biggest drug empire in Chicago. We cant focus on every empire but we could focus on the main one which is you. You guys are good keeping what you do a secret. Not being involved with the police,but you fucked up Brooklyn and now your done for."
"How did I fuck up?" I ask.
"That man you killed Charles Smithers was head of the Legacy Manhattan company. His son was the CEO and future executive of the company but there dead now."
