Nothing But Trouble (All The Way Home Sequel)

Chapter 18: My Gut.

***EJ'S POV***

I woke up earlier than usual today. It was eight o' clock and i usually didn't get up until twelve. I guess i'll be at work early today.

I got out of bed and went into the bathroom to take care of my business. After i had showered, i wrapped a towel around my waist and brushed my teeth.

Since it was my first day back at the trap, i decided to stunt a lil bit, just to remind these young niggas who was boss.

I put on my black Ralph Lauren jeans and my white Versaci button up. For shoes i put on my black leather timbs, with the white roses hand painted on them by Delano Brown himself.

I brushed my waves down a little bit then i put on my black leather hat and turned it to the back. After spraying on a little Gucci cologne, i buttoned my shirt up all the way to the top then i added a gold chain to go under the collar.

I stood in the mirror looking at myself for a minute. I looked fresh as hell. I slid on my Versaci frames and then headed out the door.

After a thirty minute drive, i pulled up to the trap blasting Fed's Watching by 2 Chainz.

As soon as i walked through the door, all conversation ceased. Niggas were looking at me like they had seen a ghost or something.

"Fuck yall looking at ?" i mugged them.

"Nothing" they mumbled, going back to their conversations.

"Yo who the fuc- Shit ! Wassup boss !" Capo dapped me up.

"I'm coming back to work. I smirked.

"Hell yeah ! That's what the fuck i'm talking bout bruh ! I've been waiting for yo ass to come back man, this boss shit it scressful bruh" he said, mimicing Gucci Mane.

"That's because yo ass ain't a boss. I was made for this shit, you just get paid for this shit."

"True, True. Aye, it's good you're here though. I was just about to call you."

"What now ?" i looked at him carefully, trying to figure out what he had fucked up.

"Let's go to the back" he nodded to the hallway.

I walked into my old office and smiled. This was my haven. My domain. My kingdom. I walked over to my swivel chair and sat down carfully. This chair brought back so many memories of the countless blowjobs i had recieved while i counted my money. It felt good to be back here. This was where i belonged.

"So what's the problem ?" i asked, playing with the ceramic ball on my desk.

"It's our supplier."

"Philipé ?"

Carlos stopped supplying us after i took a step back from the game. He refused to do business with anyone on my team but me or Elle so we had to persue other ventures.

"Yeah."

"Well what happened ?" i asked, impatiently

"He tried to fuck us over last night. He even shot one one of our runners. Luckily we came prepared and blasted his ass before he could get away with our shit."

"So how the fuck are we supposed to reup on product with no supplier ?" i said, getting mad.

"Don't worry, i found somebody." he grinned

"Who ?" i said, interested.

"His name King. I had Rona look into him, the nigga checks out nicely. His product is in high demand right now. He has exactly what we need to set the streets on fire."

"When can i meet him ?"

"Right now." he smirked. He typed something on his phone and a few seconds later a tall, buff ass dark skinned nigga walked into the room.

"Boss, This is King." he pointed at ol' dude.

"Nice to finally meet you" he held his hand out. Reluctantly, i shook it, looking him up and down.

"Have a seat" i motioned to the chair in front of my desk. For some reason, i couldn't stop staring at him. He looked familiar.

"Aye, don't i know you from somewhere ? i narrowed my eyes at him.

"I think we bumped into each other over at King Of Diamonds the other night." he laughed.

"Ohhhh shit" i said, as i realized who he was. "I remember now"

"Yeah" he laughed lightly. "Now that that's out of the way, let's talk business" he said, adjusting his tie.

"Alright. did you bring any work with you?" i leaned back in my chair.

He took a small bag of white out of his pocket and tossed it to me. I opened the bag and scooped a little up with my pinky. I sniffed it up one nostril and then rubbed a little on my gums.

"I'll sell you ten keys for ten thousand." he said, watching me intently.

"Not bad" i said, rubbing my nose.

"So do we have a deal ?"

His product was good but my instincts were telling me not to trust this nigga. I may do dumb shit but i'm not stupid. This nigga is a snake and i'm not doing business with him.

"I'll have to consult with my business partner before i make a definite decision. I'll let you know." I said, dismissing him.

"Of course, i understand" He said, standing up. "We'll be in touch" he nodded at me before leaving.

"Yo, what the hell ? Why didn't you take the deal ?" capo said.

"I don't trust that nigga. Something's off about him and i don't like it. Find somebody else." i dismissed him.

The one thing Adonis used to drill in my head the most when i was younger was to always trust my gut. Listening to my gut had kept me in this game for eight years. I knew my gut was never wrong and right now, my gut was telling me to stay away from this King nigga.
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***A/N: Four chapters in one day, i've reached a new record. Soooo how do yall feel about king ? We all obviously know it's Karter using a fake name. Is Ej smart or nah ? how do yall think this is going to play out ?

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