C H A P T E R 3
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"Each day could be something special spent with you..."
"Power, the shits here."
Power looked up to Mason, his close cousin,who stood by the entrance of his office.
Power nods and places the wad of money he was counting on his desk." Aight, round everybody up."
"Everybody?"
He looked at Mason as if he was dumb, Power hated to repeat himself. "Yes nigga everybody, all them bitches and niggas!"
"Aight damn." Mason leaves going downstairs of the trap house that was located in a secluded area where it would be hard for cops to find their operation."Yo, Power wants all of y'all in here. Get the bitches in here too Tony!"
"Why them?" Tony asks.
Mason sucks his teeth." Ion know nigga just get them in here!" He barks making Tony flinch before running to the back where some half naked girls were packing and sealing heroin.
Power comes downstairs once everyone was gathered, a Cuban cigar dangles inbetween his fingers.
Jules, a fat nigga covered in tattoos, stood with a cardboard box in his hands.
"You got my shit?" Power asked, an emotionless expression on his face. Everybody watched in anticipation.
Jules nods, his voice coming out hoarsed." Yeah, 10kg's right here."
"Lemme see"
Placing the heavy box down on the long wooden table, Jules takes out his pocket knife and slices the top of the box open. Opening the top, he takes out a bag of cocaine and every nigga's eyes go big at the big package of white powder.
Power nods,licking his lips and puffing on his cigar." How much?"
"Two mills."
Power squints his eyes, the atmosphere falling silent." Two millon? My nigga nah, a milly."
"Houston said at least two-"
"Houston? That's your boss right?" Power asks and Jules nods slowly, he started to get nervous." Well tell Houston to suck my dick, if you make it that far." He smirks.
Everyone chuckles but sweat formed on Jules forehead as he identified the low-key threat.
"Look man I'm just delivering this shit. Houston wants two millon." Jules says, his voice shaky.
"His shit must be good then." Power clicks his fingers before pointing to one of the girls, Jaslene." C'mere."
The pretty chocolate girl struts towards Power in nothing but black lingerie.
"Yes..." she flutters her eyelashes.
Power smirks, pinching her chin." You gon' try this shit babygirl. Tell me if it's good."
Never get high on your own supply. Power couldn't do it, so he was gonna get someone else to.Jaslene nods, a smile on her face.
Power gets Jules to cut open the pack of cocaine with the pocket knife. Jaslene gets some on her finger, sniffing a little and everyone in the room waited to see if this shit was worth two million.
