Dead Heat

Amir

Three weeks went past and still nothing. I was still down 200k. Hanna ass been distant with the heat I've been putting on her about this. My bitch or not i needed to know who did this. This shit was stressing me, i needed to evaluate everybody around me. I packed my shit and went to LA. There i had time to think in my loft. Hanna didn't know about this and i wasn't telling her as for now i couldn't trust her.  Soon as i got out here I ran into this bad bitch at the Mall. Kesha. I took her number down. She told me to come out to the Club tonight. Fine as she was i wasn't turning it down. I headed back to my loft and made a few calls to my runners in ATL to make sure shit was still running smooth while I'm away. I thought about what I'd do to the mother fucka that stole from me. Head tap? Burn them alive? Or , feed them to my pit bulls. Either way they would pay!

"Hey you, still coming out?" Amir read Kesha's text across his screen. He stared at the message for five minutes before replying. "Yea. Let me shower and I'll pick u up, send your location." Amir replied. Amir had to show out he put on his most expensive suit after his shower. After 30 minutes he headed downstairs where his wraith awaited him. He put Kesha's location into his gps and sped off.

"Mhmm you smell good" Kesha complemented Amir. "Thanks babygirl , you look amazing" Amir shot back. Kesha's eyes lit up. She's never seen the stars in a wraith. She felt like she was in a movie and was ready to enjoy her night with Amir fine ass. When they entered the club Amir payed the bouncer to let him in with his gun. He still had to be on point. When niggas see too much money they hate and he wasn't going out like no sucka. Kesha ran into a few of her friends at the club. Amir invited them into his VIP section and ordered 30 bottles. When the bottles came in all lit up, it caught everyone's attention. Eyes followed to Amir's section. Mainly bitches and a couple niggas. This was normal to him. There was two niggas that stood out to Amir. Not in a good way. He payed a bottle girl to invite them to his section. When they came over Amir introduced himself as "Mir". "That's Meek and I'm Cali. Mir had a funny vibe about them. He gave them their own bottles. "It's my birthday?" Cali joked. "Na, just a introduction" Amir replied. As Meek and Cali emptied their bottles into their stomachs Amir began to ask questions. " so what ya do for a living?" Before Meek could utter a word, Cali blurted "rob niggas" " yo what the fuck i told you about that". Meek cut Cali off. " It's all cool im no police nigga" Amir replied. Meek got an important call and went to the bathroom to answer since the club scenery was too loud.  Cali was so drunk he rammed in to Amir on how him and his boy Q do home invasions and be in and out different states. Amir eyes grew with interest since his house was just raided a few back. He got him to talk more with more liquor. " Man me and my boy Q paid. We did a hit not too long ago came up 200k. You can get with us one day." Amir became enraged. " yeah shit I️ can't turn down money " Amir said sarcastically.  He thought in his head what the fuck was the chances of his house being raided for 200k and this nigga here just came up 200k. Amir played it cool he needed more time. He dismissed Cali telling him his bitch wanted to go home and he was leaving. After Amir cleared his section he did 110mph taking Kesha home. "Slow Down babe!" Kesha said in fear. "My bad just tryna get home i don't feel too good." Amir replied. In less then 10 minutes they arrived in front of Kesha's place. " Aren't you gonna come in, I'll make you feel better." Kesha flirted. " Maybe tomorrow babe, ima catch up with you." Kesha slammed the door with an attitude. After all those drinks in the club she wanted some long hard dick but Amir was focused on what Cali has said to him in the club. I guess his name a Cali for a reason. Quan raced to his loft and made several more calls. This time he was ready to fly his boys in.