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Eric
Today is our first official day participating in Roberto's operation. After a group discussion we decided on moving forward with him. We love the way he operates and being under his supervision can teach us a lot. Looking over to the passenger side I witness a chipper William rolling a L. It's great to see my man in good spirits.
He was off his rocker lately. I think the incident with Malaysia had him on edge. He even informed me that he had a man to man talk with Angel for helping her out. That was very big of him and I totally understand that. Tariq is absent due to something he insisted couldn't wait. He said today was the only day he could do it. We took his word for it.
Upon entering the door of the warehouse I had to enter a code to gain access to the rest. Our eyes fall upon naked women who are bagging cocaine and weighing several varieties of drugs. Will walks passed them with no problem, on the other hand I stride slowly taking my precious time observing the female anatomy.
"Nigga come your goofy ass on." Will snaps me out of my trance. We make our way towards the back to meet Smoke. He was someone Roberto trusted with everything and now we were next in line.
Smoke instructed me that we had to take a short plane trip to California to set up shop out there. Roberto is trusting us on expanding. Being that I lack a personal life I will probably be the one who will spend the most time there. I adore California. I miss home a lot sometimes.
"Are you niggas sure y'all can handle this task?" Smoke looks from me to Will hesitantly. We both nod our heads agreeing.
"We can handle damm near anything smoke." Will retorts
"Ok nice to know." Smoke salutes us before giving us a proper tour of the warehouse we will grow to know the ins and outs of.
After running a few errands after the meeting with Smoke we went our separate ways. I immediately begin packing for California. Will told me he would bring Malaysia for a get away. I didn't see anything wrong with that. I visit the block in search of my sister. Erin pisses me off sometimes but I still make sure she has meals and hell even decent clothes no matter what she decides to do with them
Coming towards a small pathway I spot a few fiends smoking and laughing among each other. They instantly perk up when they see me.
"She ain't around here no mo." Slim said referring to my sister. I couldn't look slim in the eyes due to the guilt eating away at my flesh. Our history makes me very uncomfortable each time we cross paths.
I motion my hands instructing Slim to come towards me. I take in her once beautiful skin seeing the awful blotches and scars. This woman was once the owner of my heart. I shove two hundred dollar bills in her hand and she declines.
"E I can't take from you. When you wanted to help I didn't take it."
I begin recounting the many rehab centers I checked her in , the sleepless nights and all the pain I endured. She started off taking pills and it escalated to cocaine when she found a stash in the apartment we shared. Eventually her addiction graduated to heroin. I feel her demise should be placed on me. I take full blame. I made a vow to never bring harm to another woman I cared about while being involved in this game.
