DEEP ( Completed)

Chapter 9

                                                                                      Mishon

We was all back at our little kickback spot counting the money and waiting for Benny to arrive. Benny was this cool laid back older dude we worked for, see years ago before we started off we was just a bunch of broke ass young niggas trying come up with a quick scheme. That was until one day me and Damon went to visit his dad in prison, after that day shit changed for us.

                                                             Flashback~ A few Years Back

Me and Damon sat down at the visitation table across from Damon's dad Orlando. He was doing a time on a couple charges and possibly murder. He was Awaiting trial for the murder charges and drug charges.

"Wassup son... What's going on"? Orlando said. Orlando dapped Damon up then me.

"Wassup dad how you been"? Damon asked.

"Im ard.... You know how it is in here all I wanna make sure is that you two niggas don't end up in here"Orlando said.

"We won't... But we need ya help with something pops" Damon said.

Orlando sat with a confused face, "I'm listening".

"We was wondering if you knew someone we could put in some work with. Shit is kind of thick and we need some money" Damon said.

"What type of money"? Orlando asked still with a confused face.

"We tired of being broke fr" I said.

Orlando took a deep breath and looked around before facing back towards us.

"Look I got this cat's number from one of my man's in here I heard he's a good person to go to and he'll put ya on. But I repeated do not end up in here with me" Orlando warned. He slide a folded piece of paper across the table.

Me and Damon looked deep in his eyes and knew he meant nothing but business.

                              Flashback over ~

That was the days when we was just a couple broke niggas in the hood. We living good now thanks to Benny and Orlando for hooking us up, but sadly we never went with O's choice of resource... later that night we wined up bumping into our own resource. I knew Damon's dad was about that life, he use to run around with Lil. Travis's pop and some cat name L, word was they was some hardcore drug lords who ran the streets of Chicago and couldn't nobody I mean nobody touch them.

"What we got"? Damon asked entering the room me and lil. Travis was in.

"300,000" Travis said rolling up a blunt.

Damon chuckled taking a seat down beside me "Ok... That's what the fuck I'm talking about".

"Fuck is Benny ass at"? Lil. Travis asked.

And the minute those words left his mouth Benny came walking thru the door. Benny was brown skinned man in his late 40's, he was an average weight and height man with a little patch of gray at the top of his head. Even tho Benny was cool as fuck he was about business and didn't take no shit. But he took us all under his wing and treated us like family and for that we gave him the up most respect.