The Youngest Sincere Janae Lee, didn't really know how quite powerful her father name was, even after the many times boys wouldn't talk to her because of her dad. But she knew that someone would date her despite of her father and the family name. Sh...
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Samir Santiago Smith
"Where the fuck is my money, Jose?" I asked standing in front of one of our clients. He been dodging us for awhile knowing we was coming to collect. He's been dodging us for a little minute now and it kinds of pisses me off that I have to fly out here to handle him. Like why couldn't the Atlanta crew do that shit.
"I swear I have it Mir, It's in the bank."
I nodded sitting down in the bar stool that was also in front of him. I scratched my beard with the butt of the gun, "Hm...you don't think we checked your bank records Jose?"
Sighing, "Look man I took it out the bank it's at home."
I chuckled, "And we checked that to man. Listen here buddy." I grabbed the back of his hand putting the gun on his temple. "I'm away from my daughter and my girl dealing with this bullshit, you feel me. So, why the FUCK do you continue to lie to me?"
"Man, you finna take me away from my dau-"
I shook my head, "Damn, lie number 3. You can longer see your daughter. Give me one fucking reason why I shouldn't blow yo fucking brains out right this second!" I yelled snapping.
He smirked, "You won't get your money."
I chuckled taking the gun from his temple than looked at the rest of the crew, "Is that right? So you think I'm doing all of this, so I won't get my money?" I asked laughing at his face. "Jose, you ever heard of this thing called debt?"
"Yea why?"
"Well when someone is in debt, it passes on to a family member when that person dies you know." I said pacing the room slowly. "So think of this as debt. Easy debt that you couldn't pay off. So when I kill you, somebody else gets your debt."
"Leave my family out of this man."
"See, that's the thing mijo, I wanted to." I said shaking my head. "i gave you multiple chances, but you mijo just couldn't come through. So now, either your rich ass mom gets the debt, your poor ass sister or maybe even your rich ass brother. Or should we just go for your rich ass wife? Who would just hate your guts even more, what you thinking Jose?"
"Leave my family out of this!!" He yelled making me pistol whip him.
"Who the fuck you yelling at chico!" I stopped hitting him then backed up pointing my gun at him. "Pick! Now!"
"FUCK YOU!" He screamed spitting blood on my shoe. My temples started to throb, as my I felt myself wanting to shoot his ass lifeless. "Vete a la mierda! (Go to hell)"
I chuckled cause he really thought I ain't know Spanish, "Sálvame una perra sentada. (Save me a seat bitch)" Laughing at his reaction, I shot him in the head twice watching his body fall back.
I wiped the blood off my face with the towel next to me, "I want you to go to his mama house and get our money. If she fails to work with us, kill her ass." I said starting to change out my shirt.
