***KARTER'S POV***
"Look man, when we get in here, be cool bruh" Twan warned.
"Nigga,i know what the fuck i'm doing" i mugged him.
"I'm serious, man. These niggas in here don't play especially when it comes to outside niggas."
"Relax. I got this." i said, tucking my gun in my waist. "Let's go." we got out the car and headed into the warehouse.
"Yo, Twan, who the fuck is this nigga ?" The gaurd at the door looked me up and down.
"Aye, Trell, This is King. He has a meeting with Shad." he nodded at me.
Trell patted me down and removed my gun, then he motioned us inside the warehouse.
"Follow me" twan said.
Twan led me down this long hallway,far away from the main entrance of the building. He stopped at the door at the end of the hall and knocked fast six times and then slow six more times.
The door swung open and Twan ushered me inside the room. Rashad was sitting in at a long wooden table when i walked in. I'm assuming it was supposed to be his desk.
"You're king ?" he looked me up and down with a slight mug on his face.
"Yeah, that's me." i looked back at him.
"Twan, are you fucking stupid ? Why the fuck would you bring this nigga in here !" He yelled at him.
"I didn't come here to cause trouble" i held my hands up.
"Yeah right. Get him the fuck out of here." he stood up, pointing his gun at me.
"I came here to help you take down the Empire" i said.
"Oh really ?" He laughed. "Why should i believe you ?" he gripped the handle of his gun.
"Because i'm the best at what i do" i smirked. "Help me, help you."
He thought it over for a minute before he reluctantly agreed.
"Alright. Let's hear your plan" he lowered his gun, sitting back down in his chair.
"I'm thinking, we set him up." I said, sitting down opposite of him.
"And how the fuck are we supposed to do that ?"
"Hit him where it hurts the most. His pockets." i grinned.
"I'm listening." he leaned back in his chair.
"Ej doesn't have a supplier, which means he's running low on product. If Ej runs out can't re-up in time, that gives you an opportunity to take over." i explained.
"So we just wait ?" he asked.
"Yeah. Just be patient. Pretty soon, all of his product is going to run dry and when it does, I need GMC to come in full force. I need niggas on every corner, flooding the streets with weight."
"What part do you play in this ?" he raised his eyebrows.
"I'm the supplier" i grinned. "When your crew starts taking all of their customers, he'll run to me for product as a last resort and from there it's a wrap. I'll end his ass once and for all and i'll let you run your lil business hassle free."
He sat for moment and thought everything through. I knew he'd agree because i had a pretty solid plan and i knew for a fact he wanted Ej's empire. The only way he could get it was through me. I'm the plug.
"Alright" he spoke. "We have a deal." i leaned over the table and we shook on it.
"Perfect" i grinned,standing up from my chair.
"I'll be in touch"
I walked out of the warehouse with a smile on my face. Everything was starting to come together. I was one step closer to completing this assignment.
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*A/N: Another filler -___- i was going to wait on this chapter but i didnt feel like adding another pov. Ummm i think the next time i'll update a GOOD chapter will be friday or saturday but it depends on if i have plans with the bae or not. Pleeeeaaasse pay attention because this story will take you on several twists and turns. I am 2000 percent certain that none of you will predict the outcome of this book correctly soooo just be prepared. I do promise not to kill anyone you love so that should make you feel better. Also, for those of you who read love crime, idk when i'll update. This book is easier for me to write so thats why i update this one more often.
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