Chasers

Chapter 2

As I woke up I could smell cinnamon rolls and coffee coming from downstairs. It's Friday morning which means we leave for Texas today. Dayza spoke briefly with Jagger last night over the phone confirming that we would still be meeting this evening. The flight would be about a hour and 30 minutes so we booked a flight for 11:00 which would give us enough time to check into our hotel, get settled, and freshen up.
I got out of bed and slid my feet into my house slippers before going downstairs. The closer I got to the kitchen the better the cinnamon rolls smelt . To my surprise when I entered the kitchen I saw Dayza putting icing onto the jumbo cinnamon rolls. I looked at her strangely but she didn't notice. Any other day you couldn't pay Dayza to get out of bed before 11 O'clock, but here she was 8 O'clock in the morning making cinnamon rolls and brewing coffee.
"Are you feeling okay ? Do you need me to call 911?" I joked feeling her forehead and examining her eyes . She rolled her eyes and swatted me away laughing .
"Ha ha ha , really funny bitch." She said sarcastically as she turned back to the cinnamon rolls and continued to put the icing on them . I grabbed one that was already iced and sat it on a paper towel while I fixed myself a cup of coffee.
"No seriously, why you in such a good mood ? Making coffee and shit . " I asked as I added cream and sugar to my coffee . Dayza shrugged her shoulders and tilted her head to the side as if she were thinking .
"I don't know, I'm just excited to go to Houston. We need a getaway." she said placing the spoon she used for the cinnamon rolls in the sink. I just nodded my head letting her know I understood.
I sat my coffee and cinnamon roll on the bar in front of the stool I planned on sitting at. Kehlani walked into the kitchen saying good morning to Dayza and I before going into the refrigerator and fixing herself a glass of orange juice.
"Oh , while the 3 of us are here I wanted to talk to you guys about some things that I found before we leave." I remembered. I reached to the top of the refrigerator where I had put the binder I was reading last night. "So I was going through the records to see where we distribute the product we receive from Jagger and how much profit we make from it by the month a-"
"And what made you do that ? " Kehlani asked cutting me off .
"Well if we're going to meet a man and discuss business don't you think we should educate ourselves on how we're even business partners . We don't know what product we get from him, where we send it to or anything. If we just go there not knowing shit this man will think we're a joke." I explained .
"Right , remember what Uncle Ace said, we're three females under the age of 25, these men will automatically think we're in over our heads . We have to stay on our P's and Q's." Dayza agreed .
"Exactly, which means everything that glitter ain't gold. I'm talking friendships , relationships, and family. Don't get played ." I told them both in all seriousness. They both nodded their heads and I just hoped they took my words seriously , but didn't continue to elaborate on the subject. "But like I was saying, I was going through the records last night and basically Jagger is one of our weed men. We buy marijuana from him called Sour Diesel."
"Ouhh that just sound like some good shit." Kehlani said leaning on the counter now looking more interested making us all laugh.
"So we never have to worry about transporting the weed from Texas to here because Jagger and his people take care of that . They deliver the product to one of our locations in Mississippi and one right around the way in Beechwood and they make the exchange there. I was looking at the profit we make from the Beachwood location and for the last 6 months we've been bringing in around $7,000 ." I explained showing them the binder of information.
"Okay but this says the profit from last month was only $4,000." Kehlani said pointing to the information in the binder.
"Exactly, so we have a problem." I said looking between them both.
I was up all night last night trying to find if there was any reason why the income from that location was short $3000 and I couldn't find any except one , somebody was stealing. I'm not sure how my sisters and I are gonna go about the situation , but I do know the person responsible is going to be identified. Playing with somebodies money is the most disrespectful thing you can do if you ask me , that's like spitting in my food. I could already see that these niggas gone try us because of our gender. Them niggas wouldn't even think about stealing from my Uncle Mace , let alone actually doing it . Now they got word that he passed away and his daughters are running shit now and they think money up for grabs. That shit dead.
"So basically what you saying is when we touch back down from Houston we rolling over to Beachwood and take a nigga life?" Dayza said snatching the paper from me looking at the records herself. Little Ms. Sunshine baking cinnamon rolls and shit was gone and you could see she was pissed off .
"Man fuck a Houston why we can't roll around there right the fuck now ? Let me see this fucking paper , who supposed to be running shit over here? Who allowed $3,000 dollars to float right out the fucking door ?" Kehlani said leaning over the counter and snatching the paper from Dayza searching for the name of the person in charge of the Beachwood trap.
"I'm already onnat, it's a nigga name Tay. I called Cousin Cal and let em know wassup , he ran a background check pulled up all his info. His real name Taylor , stay on the Southside with his babymomma, they just had a lil girl a few months ago." I informed them .
"So what's the move? What we waiting on ?" Kehlani asked looking between the both of us like we was stupid .
"I think we should continue our trip to Houston and handle the situation when we get back. If it's today or tomorrow it's still gone get handled. Plus Jagger is already expecting us." I tried to reason with them. From the looks on their face I could tell they wasn't trying to hear that shit . "We already packed , already booked our flight , already booked our hotel and all. It's pointless to cancel our trip today for something we can do tomorrow."
"I guess bitch." Kehlani said rolling her eyes. She picked up her cup of orange juice and started heading out the kitchen. "Soon as we get get back we going check him. Got me fucked up."
Kehlani left out the kitchen continuing to mumble shit under her breath and I just shook my head at her. Dayza got herself a cinnamon roll and left the kitchen as well leaving me at the bar alone. I finished my cinnamon roll and threw the paper towel away that I used. I went upstairs to my room to chill until it was time to go to the airport.
I slipped off my house slippers and climbed into my bed getting comfortable. Right when I got settled my phone started ringing. I sat up and grabbed it from the nightstand onside of my bed where it was charging. I rolled my eyes seeing it was Deshane. After Kehlani and I left the park the other night he called me and Kehlani was ready to fight me to answer the phone, so I had no choice but to answer . We talked for about an hour , then I told him I was going to sleep. The next day we texted a little throughout the day but I stopped texting him back. Now here he is calling my phone on FaceTime. I laid back down in the bed pressing the green button to answer the call.
"Boy what do you want?" I asked after the call connected.
"What I want you to do is stop playing with me. Why yo' big head ass ain't text me back yesterday?" He responded giving me a stank face. I could tell he was in a car from the surroundings in the background , but he wasn't driving.
"You called my phone 8 O'clock in the morning to holler about a text back? And you not my nigga', you not obligated to get a text back."
"Autumn , I'm not gone keep telling you watch how you talk to me. I'm gone get that la' attitude up outcha'. You talk stupid and be mean to them other niggas, not me."
"And what makes you so special?"
"Girl, do you not know my name?" He asked looking at me like I had just asked the dumbest question in the world, making me laugh. "But wassup , what you doing today ? You off?"
"Off? I don't work , but I'm leaving for Houston in a few hours."
"You don't work ? Then how you get money?"
"Just know I got it." I said smirking making him laugh.
"That explains the attitude and shit. You was one of them privileged spoiled kids that got everything handed to them. Now I guess you live witcho' momma nem and they take care of you with they rich asses." He said highly confident in his assumptions . I don't know how he got all of that from one statement.
"Not even close , you think you got me all figured out huh ?"
"Nah not yet Audi, but when you coming back from Houston? I wanna take you out."
"Audi? And I don't know you like that for me to just be hopping in cars witchu."
"Yea that's the nickname I gave you , gangsta right? And you act like nigga gone try and kidnap you or something."
"You just might." I responded . I'm assuming he had reached his destination because I didn't see trees going by in the background like I had before and I heard a car door open and close. I'm assuming whoever was driving had got out of the car .
"I gotta' go but text me and let me know when you touch back down here , ight?"
"Alright."
"Bye Audi." He smiled making me laugh. I waved bye to the camera and with that he hung up the phone . I sat the phone back on the nightstand and got comfortable once again.