Rocky POV
I woke up to a text from Twelvvy letting me know that we had a meeting this morning.
We were about to get into some heavy shit, I'm talking 'bout M's! We were about to hit the biggest lick that we ever done, no petty shit either so, I began to get ready. Starting first with my personal hygiene. For a street cat, I took my hygiene just as serious as my image because they both go hand and hand. Alot of these dudes just want to look the part externally but, they be funky as shit. Nah, that ain't me. Never have been, never will be.
After taking a brisk shower, brushing my teeth, washing my face, and getting dressed - I grabbed my wallet, phone, and keys then made my way out the front door to the destination; The Underground. The Underground is basically a hidden off spot deep in the walls of Harlem, that we go to when The Mob is making very confidential plans. Nothing gets in or out that place without it being permitted first--that goes for plans, money, drugs, and people.
I made it to my destination and checked my surroundings before ringing the buzzer. Someone opened the slot on the door that only revealed their eyes.
About six locks turned before the door quickly opened. I walked in turning to see Yams then dapped him up.
Everybody was here except for Carti. He can be so damn unreliable when it comes to shit like this but it's to be expected because he is the newest addition to the operation and the youngest but, those are no excuses. He knew what he was getting into when he begged to be in this shit so I can't understand why he acts brand new at times. His actions are really showing that he may not be cut out for this kind of work. I don't need no liabilities.
"Aye yo, where is Carti? Twelvvy, did you call him to let him know that we was meeting up?"
Yams asked
"Yeah, I tried but it goes straight to voicemail. I sent him a couple texts too but he ain't hit back yet. "
Twelvvy said nonchalantly.
Yams just nodded his head and rubbed his chin, something that I noticed he did when he was getting in thought.
"Look, we have to get started because time is money, aight. In about 3 hours two vans filled with about a million each are gone hit the streets of Manhattan. Now this heist ain't like the ones y'all used to, this one's different. The slightest mistake could end your life, so everybody needs to pay very close attention and follow instructions."
Yams explained to us
"Now if we do this right we can get in, get the shit and get out without them even having the slightest clue as to who hit they shit. We all know that Antonio and his crew ain't got shit on us because we been under the radar, staying low-key. We know all about them and they know nothing about us and we gonna keep it that way. Everybody is required to where these mask with ya hoodies. We will not address anyone by name that goes for nicknames too, this whole job will be done in silence. Get In and get out no extra shit, y'all got that?"
Everybody nodded their heads silently.
"Good, Good."
Yams nodded his head in approval.
Yams went into further details about the plan; placement, timing, we even had access to the streetlights for this one. We all stayed underground until the time began to approach for us to get to our post and hold our positions. Yams had showed us the blueprint and street map with all the checkpoints that lead up to where we come in. Everything was planned out perfectly. We all said a prayer together and headed to our destination.
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