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*Next Day*

SHANNADE POV

"You must be real comfortable to be smoking in my backyard." I said to him.

"Good morning to you too and I'm being respectful. I came outside, Ms. Clermont."

"Do you know anything about Andre Wilson?"

"Andre Wilson, yeah, that's my boss and apparently you're enemy." He said. 

"That's exactly why we keeping you here. You gone work for me now, no questions asked nigga." I said, not looking at him for a reaction.

"What the fuck? You expect me to rat out my boss."

"Either that or you leave here in pieces, your choice." I said, turning away and about to go inside.

"You don't intimidate me." He said.

I walked up to him.

"Try me." I said then turning away going inside.

WILSON POV

"I told him to do one thing, one thing. He couldn't. Too friggin soft." I said to myself.

"Boss, you got a call." My guard hands me my business phone.

"Wilson speaking."

"Tried to kill me, Andre." Shannade said.

"No hard feelings, Philly's too small for two of us." I chuckled. "You can keep him, he's useless to me." I said.

"Oh for real, you just made a big mistake." She hung up.

"Thus, war begins." I said aloud.

SHANNADE POV

"Well, he doesn't need you anymore. You're useless to him but very useful to us." I said, looking at them across the dining table.

"You work for us now." I said.

"Understood." Tysheem said.

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