[Dave]
"Thanks for taking care of that situation Smoke." I dapped him up then I picked up the rest of my bags so I could head back to Miami, what was about to become my new home.
"Look bro, it's cool. I got you. Don't forget where home is."
"Harlem is me nigga."
"I know you gonna do big things in the MIA."
"Fasho."
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After a long flight back I was finally back in what I could now call home. I didn't want to tell Yanna I was back yet because I had to first make a visit to see her uncle. I haven't spoke to him since he showed me his secret stash might as well say.
"Mr.Davis."
"Hey now, I told you about calling me that."
"Yeah I know, it's just a respect thing sir."
"Can't get enough respect in this world anyway, but what brings you by?"
"Well, I just got back from Harlem. I had to handle some business some serious business."
"You need a lawyer?"
"Not right now, BUT just incase my name come back up. I think me and my boy-"
"Boy? Who?"
"His name Smoke."
"Mistake number one son, don't get others involved in crimes you committed. You handle dirty work by yourself."
"Why is that?"
"You don't know who a snake, you don't know if he could ever turn on you... rant you out, and if he do, kill him."
"No offense, but Smoke has never did anything like that.. ever."
He chuckled and fixed his tie
"I once knew a guy, we were good friends as long as I could remember. Don't judge a book by its cover. That's all I have to say, but if anything else comes up. Let me know I'll contact my lawyer."
"Alright, thanks." And with that he walked away leaving me in his foyer.
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Charm | A Dave East Story
General Fiction22 year old Ayana "Charm" Davis is taken under the wings of her aunt and uncle, Keyshia and Radric "Gucci" Davis - aka The Wopsters, when her parents were shot and killed in 98' over a drug deal. Ayana's uncle tries to give her the life she deserve...
