Made this for fun
she had no intention to fall in love with a man, little did she knew, she fell in Johnny 'Coco' Cruz's love spell. That man had her and she had him. Marisol never thought she would fall for him, i mean, a whore of a mother, ladies...
"We never thought this transition would've taken so long. Things up in Northern Cali are just only settled down. And our other interests it's finally starting to land in the black." Chibs said. We began the meeting. I sat in the middle of Bishop.
"We've had a few sea changes ourselves."
"Oh, yeah. How is El Padrino?"
"Settling into the suit."
"Shit we had going we haven't made, uh, the handoff an easy task."
"Well, the North Cali Port Authority has made that decision for all of us. They're closing down Mendocino port, which means the Irish will have nowhere to bring their guns."
"Shit." The men swore. I sat there, nervously. I didn't know what to do.
"How long?" I interrupted.
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"Two weeks." Chibs gave me an answer. I started to look through my papers.
"Does that fuck us up?" Bishop asks.
"No, we're still good." I whispered back to him.
"There's one more shipment on the way. That arrives Tuesday. After that we get nada."
"That explains the urgency."
"The Irish are nervous. They're already looking for new dealers. I'm sorry we're dropping all this shit in your laps right now, but it's just the way it is."
"You want to bring them south. That's why my crew is here."
"Aye."
"Russians run Long Beach. San Diego's a naval clusterfuck."
"Farther south, brother Mexico. We have contacts in Tijuana. An MC down there runs the port."
"The Vatos Malditos." The room got tense.
"Cabrones, man."
"Shit."
"What?" Chibs was unaware.
"We just had a little a run-in with the VM. Didn't end well." Bishop explained.
"Well, fuck."
"Look, El Palo is a friend of mine. He didn't mention it when we talked." Well he can be a liar or keeping it on the down low.
"You talked to them already?"
"Yeah, I had to make sure we could make a deal. They're coming up here." The men swore.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Easy." Chibs dialed the room down.
"Hey, look. If Palo didn't say anything about a beef, that means he's willing to sit down. Okay, nothing's gonna go off the rails with us here. You got my word." Said the Vice.
