***Ej's POV***
I parked my black on black hummer and walked into the warehouse with two of my men trailing behind me carrying the bags of money. Even though shit got crazy last night, i couldn't let that affect this deal. Carlos was my number one supplier and without his product i'd lose millions, thats why i had to make sure this meeting went smoothly.
I let security pat me down and then i followed them to the back office, where carlos was waiting for me.
"Ah Ej... I'm glad you finally made it. Take a seat, my friend." he said in a thick columbian accent and motioned to the chair in front of his desk
"Carlos... how've you been man ?" i asked casually as i sat down.
Carlos took a puff of his cigar and sighed. "Not too good... A close friend of mine was just murdered earlier this week."
"Damn that's heavy... i'm sorry to hear that" i knew what it was like to lose someone close to you.
Carlos nodded his head in appreciation"Enough about me though... How's busniess ?" he asked curiously.
"I took a hit last night" I knew better than to lie because knowing Carlos.... he probably knew about the shit before i did. This nigga had eyes everywhere, especially on people he was doing business with.
"I know" he said as he nonchalantly dipped his cigar in the ashtray.
"Don't worry about that shit though... It's being handled." i reassured him
He nodded his head and looked out the window thoughtfully. "Do you have my money?" he asked, turning to me.
I motioned for the boys to come forward and had them place the duffle bags on the floor, beside his desk. He looked inside the bags and nodded his head in approval.
"I'm glad you were smart enough to make sure your little situation didn't come in between our business together" he gave me a knowing look "Alright... Marco will escort you out while the boys retrieve your product. We'll be seeing each other soon" he dissmissed. I nodded my head and followed marco out the door.
I took my product from Carlos' boys and hid it underneath the false bottom in the back of my truck and then drove off. After i dropped the product off at one of my safe spots, i went stopped by all of my trap houses and made sure security was extra tight. After last night, i wasn't taking any chances.
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***Adonis's POV***
After my boy Ej told me what happened at his spot last night , i decided to step in and handle this situation for him. I invested a lot of time and money into Ej and i wasn't about to let some random niggas fuck up everything we worked for.
Ej was like a brother to me. I wasn't that much older than him but he reminded me of a young version of myself. When i met him, i recognized his potential to be great, so i took him under my wing and taught him the game. I never wanted to be in this lifestyle but growing up as a young black male from Liberty City, Miami didnt leave me with many choices. When i saw how well Ej was grinding, i knew he was made for this life. I made him my protege and when i felt like he was ready, i handed my whole empire over to him.
I may have been out the game but that didnt mean i wasn't still connected. I knew a few niggas that would be more than wiling to tell me what i needed to know for a price, so i decided to use them to my advantage. I picked up my phone and called one of my old business partners named Rome
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All the Way Home (Editing soon)
General FictionElijah aka EJ Banks runs the biggest drug empire in Miami. He's the guy that every nigga wants to be and every bitch wants to be with. He went from selling crack just for a meal to riding in a different car every day of the week. Despite all the mon...