Lick

New Task

322 4th Street.

Anyone that's from New York would know that's the address to Seneca Niagra Casino. But what they didn't know was that one of the biggest drug dealers in the city warehouse was right below where they gamble at. Another thing that they didn't know was that the same dude that's the biggest drug dealer out here, is the same dude who runs the casino. Yeah, that's right. All of this is Carlos's shit. Him and I, along with our crew, work at the casino. They also sell to their clientele in the casino as well. I'm just a bartender there though, nothing major. So during the day, I'm making drinks, at night I'm calling hits.

When coming into the warehouse, there's always security on deck. It looks like just a regular entrance to a parking garage. No one is allowed to come down here without access from Carlos, and trust me, he has the place surrounded by 24/7.

Lo, and Marcus was at the gate tonight. When I pulled up, they already knew it was me because of my car, so they just let me drive through.

Once I got out of the car, Carlos was already waiting for me. Now, even though he's my boss, Carlos is really feeling me. I ain't like these other bitches I don't really have a thing for hood niggas. I put my life in jeopardy enough I do NOT need double the trouble. Besides, it would be just dead wrong to fuck my boss.

"Brooklyn! My favorite girl in the whole world!" Carlos yelled out at me while I was walking towards him. Every girl is his favorite girl when they do him a favor or when he needs something from them. I stood before him.

Him. Carlos in the flesh. The 6-foot tall multi-million businessman and Drug Lord.

"Cut the bullshit where's my money, Carlos?"

"Come inside follow me. You know I won't bullshit you for your money Brook."

"You're not allowed to call me Brook, Carlos only the woman who birthed me can." I replied while following behind him.

"You know Brooklyn, I am so glad that I met you. I don't know where my business would be without you by my side." His words sounded so sweet and full of bullshit. He grabbed my hand and then kissed it. I never pulled so quickly away from him.

"Now all of a sudden you're glad but when you first met me you wanted to kill me."

"Well, that is because you were messing with my money Ms. Brooklyn. Now things have changed you're helping me make sure my money stays rolling in and that my identity stays a secret." I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, you're identity. You and your Hannah Montana double life bullshit now can I have my money, Carlos?" I asked.

"You're getting feisty I see. Speaking of money, I have another gig for you love!"

"Sure another gig already like I didn't just get finished sucking some dick what do I have to do now?" I asked irritably.

With the quickness, Carlos reached for my neck slightly choking me.

"Look, Brooklyn, you're alive right now by my choice you do as I say with NO back talk. Do you understand me?"

I nodded my head.

"What do you need me to do Carlos?" I asked. He pulled out his phone and showed me a picture of a brown skin dude with tattoos and long dreads.

"I need you to take him out for me."

"Take him out personally? Like I gotta pull the trigger?"

"Is there a problem with that?" He asked.

"How much?"

"Because I am very fond of you, $30,000." he replied.

When I heard that amount, my heart dropped. That'll be the most money I've ever made out on a hit.

"Why so much? Explain to me. Who is this dude? He's kinda cute." I said giggling. But by Carlos's facial, he didn't find that funny.

"This is Gunna. He's my only competition in this city. Somehow, he's found a way to take over a lot of territories. Territories that I myself do not have."

"That's because you don't have no connects with the streets. You didn't build your shit from the ground up like most people you just happened to meet another businessman who sells throughout his clubs and he put you on with the bullshit." I replied.

"I don't need for you to tell me things I don't already know I understand that! I've been having my eye out on him. His clientele is growing. A clientele that I need Brooklyn! His team is small, but stern. I need them. They have the street credibility that I need from them. Selling through just my casinos are not going to cut it. All I need is for you to take Gunna out, and I will handle the rest. Are you up for the challenge?"

"I'm always up for the money." I replied.

"Good. Now speaking of money here is your cut for the lick you hit today." he said while pulling out my money. 2K, all hunnits.

"Thank you, Carlos. I'm leaving now. Make sure you send me the picture of Gunna and tell your men to get on it. You know the drill, I need to know his whereabouts." I said while walking.

"I got you baby!" he replied.

"And also, can you send me in some percs? I really need them." I asked.

"Brooklyn when are you gonna quit?"

"When I'm 6ft under with my father Carlos!" I yelled while walking out of the warehouse. Time to start on my new task.