STRAIGHT OUTTA SOUTH CENTRAL (Eazy-E & N.W.A Story)

Chapter 36: Dead Heart

Me, Dre, D.O.C and Suge were at Ruthless to talk about our contracts, but since we had to keep this hidden from E we gathered in a conference room with the door locked. I was only hoping for the best that everything was fine and that I had nothing to worry about.

"There was $30,000 taken from each of checks," Suge stated. "This paper work shows it all. Jerry put this money into his bank account leaving y'all with the remaining amount. This is more than the 20% cut he's supposed to receive."

"So he was stealing from us?" I questioned.

"Yep."

"That dirty jew," Dre growled.

"What do we do now?" D.O.C asked in his scratched up voice.

"We need to talk to E, he needs to fire him."

"Jerry is a problem for you all, mostly financially," Suge advised. "Let me know what you wanna do. Stay in touch."

"T," Dre said. "You want me to talk to him?"

I stared at the papers in disbelief, mostly because I wasn't sure how to go about this with Eric. "Um no. I can do it," I answered.

"Okay."

I got up from the chair then left the room. As I was walking out of Ruthless I called Eric, but he didn't pick up. I called again and still no answer, so I called Michel'le instead.

"Hey Michel'le," I said.

"Hi T," she said. "Whats up?"

"Nothing. Its just... Cube was right about Jerry. He was stealing from us."

"Oh no."

"Yeah. I need to talk to Eric about it but I called him like twice and hasn't picked up. Do you where he is?"

"No I don't. Sorry. Did you try paging him?"

"Hang on." I grabbed my pager and punched in his code. "I just did."

"That's funny."

"Yeah, he's usually quick to answer me."

"When's the last time you saw him?"

"This morning at home. He said he had to run some errands."

"Maybe he's back at home."

"Yeah I'm bout to go there. This Jerry thing is serious. And maybe after we talk about it me and him can do a little somethin, if everything goes well."

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

"Yep. I'm ready for it."

"Ooh get you some T!"

I laughed. "You know I will."

"Okay Marcel just woke up from his nap so I gotta go."

"Yeah me too. Bye."

I hung up then got into my car and I drove straight to Eric's house, when I got there I didn't see his car anywhere. I entered the house calling out his name.

"Eric where you at?" I shouted.

Nothing. No response. I looked around everywhere and he wasn't here. I got back in my car confused as ever. Where is he? He's not at Ruthless, he's not at home. I began to think the worst.

No, he couldn't be. I hope for fucks sake that I'm wrong. I sighed and started to drive.

Eventually I arrived at the old mansion, Eazy's Playhouse. I got out the car and my heart dropped seeing Eric's car parked in the driveway. This place hadn't looked like it was put up for sale, someone still resided here.