Nothing But Trouble (All The Way Home Sequel)

Chapter 20: Business is Business.

***EJ'S POV***

"Fuck" i slammed my phone down on the desk. I had just got done arguing with Elle.

Man, i couldn't believe how fucked my life was at this moment. All i wanted was to take care of my family and make money. How the fuck does that make me the bad guy ?

Fuck it. I don't need anybody but my damn self. All i got in this world is my family and my money but since my family aint fucking with me no more, i guess this money is just gone have to do.

"Yo boss, King is back to see you" Capo said, walking into my office.

"Send him in." i said, rolling up a blunt.

He left out the room and came back a few minutes later with King behind him. King walked in looking like a tall as black manaquin in his Armani suit.

"Have a seat" i took a pull of my blunt.

"So, have you and your team made a decision yet ?" he asked.

"We have." i blew smoke out of my nose. "After careful consideration, we've decided to decline your offer." i said, leaning back in my chair casually.

"May i ask why ?" he raised his eyebrows. "I was under the impression you were in desperate need of a supplier."

"We were. I just recently got in touch with an old business associate of mine and he gave me a better deal."

"I see." he looked pissed. oh well.

"Don't take it personal. Business is business." I blew smoke in his direction.

"Business is business." he smirked.

***KARTER'S POV***

"How'd it go ?" my boss asked.

"He didn't buy it." i sighed, fruastrated at the whole situation.

"So you fucked it up ?"

"No, i didn't fuck it up"i said, getting angry. "He's not a fucking idiot. Of course he wasn't going to trust me."

"I don't give a fuck about all that. Just do your fucking job. I want this shit dead by any means necessary."

"I need more time. I can't get him to trust me over night."

"Fine. You have two months to finish this assignment or else. Get back to work." he hung up in my face.

"Bitch ass nigga" i mumbled under my breath.

I had to figure out a plan B. I needed him to get close to him so i could make my move. I couldn't do that if he wouldn't trust me. I was going to have to start back at square one. It was time to go see Twan again.

I started my car and pulled out of the warehouse parking lot Ej's business was located in. I turned the car around and headed for Liberty City.

Twenty minutes later i arrived at Twan's shitty apartment building. My knuckles grazed the door lightly as i knocked, chipping away some of the rusty brown paint. I heard the shuffling of footsteps and the sound of a lock being turned. Suddenly the door yanked open, but the chain lock prevented me from coming inside.

"Who is it ?" Twan said. It was dark outside so he couldn't make out my face.

"Remember me ?" i said, pointing my gun through the door.

He unlatched the chain and let me inside. I walked in and the whole place was a fucking mess. There were empty been cans and used blunts littered all over the floor. The wall behind his couch had a huge hole in it the size of a softball.

"The fuck happened in here ?" i sat down on the couch.

"Party" he mumbled, sitting down on the opposite couch. "The fuck do you want now, man ?" he grumbled.

"I have a few more questions to ask you." i said, getting comfortable.

"Fine. Just hurry up."

"Alright. First, who do you work for ?" i asked.

"Nobody" he lied.

"Don't." i pointed my gun at his head. "Don't fucking lie to me. I'm NOT in the mood right now so tell me what the fuck i need to know."

"Alright, Alright" he said, holding his hands up.

"I work for GMC"

"GMC ? The fuck is that ?" i frowned.

"Get Money Crew. Rashad's gang."

"lil Rashad ? Rashad felton ?" i asked, surprised. I knew him from around the way.

"Yeah that's him" he nodded.

"I need you to set me up a meeting with him" i said.

"Fuck no." he mugged me. "i just got that damn job !"

I cocked my gun. "Wrong answer" i smiled. "You're going to get me that fucking meeting."

"Fine." he smacked his teeth.

"My nigga" i grinned. "Nice talk. I'll drop by tomorrow, i expect the meeting to be set up by then."

I tucked my gun away and left. He had better come through with this meeting or else that was his ass. I had a plan but the only way it would work is if i had Rashad on board. If i could pull this off, i could get Ej's ass once and for all.
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***A/N: Drama, Drama, Drama, and more drama. This was just a filler, i have alot planned. Ummm progress reports come out this week and my grades look like Mama Dee's singing career. Struggle. 3 AP classes senior year was the worst choice of my life. so there's a possibility that my mom is going to take my phone which means no updates *cries* i dont know for sure though. If she does, no biggie. I'll just update like 4 chapters at once like i did the other day. Anyways, comment what you think is going to happen !

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