Monday December 10th, 2007
8 a.m.
Roderick
I got up to start my day. I'm a hustler that's what i do. School's for suckas. I had to go make a quick run for Maurice this morning, had to move a couple dime bags of weed. Life's good for me, I got money i got financial stability and I can provide for myself which is a good thing. After i did my daily routine i left my place over on South Lowe Avenue & drove all the way to Maurice's place near Russell Square park. I walked into Maurice's place around 9:15 a.m.
"What's up Maurice?"
"Ahh if it isn't my favorite person, he Roderick you ready?"
"Yeah i'm good to go."
"Bet just sit back and listen." He told me as i sat down. "I got a few pounds of weed here in this bag, now i need you to get this to some of my distributors in nearby Gary, Indiana. You got Five Thousand waiting for you when you get back." He told me. "The address is on this paper." He gave me the paper.
I took it and then I took the bag he gave me as well. I left, as I was leaving I scanned around to make sure I wasn't being watched. When I left his place it was 9:30 a.m. and I headed down to Gary, Indiana. It was a 20 minute drive there, on my way there i listened to 107.5 WCGI, they was playing some Nas, Lil' Wayne, and this group called The Shop Boyz. I got there around 10:05 a.m. or so and i looked at the paper and seen where it said 801 Vermont Street. I went ahead and went down Buchanan street then turned down West 5th Avenue then i drove a little further. I got lost, i had to pull over on the side of the road. I had to think, see if i could find someone that could give me directions. As i was about to turn my engine back on the police stopped behind me. They came up to me.
"Hey how's it going officers? I'm a bit lost, i have a relative here, an aunt, she just moved to Gary and she said she lived in this neighborhood."
"Well where does she live?"
"She said she lived near a place called Indiana Sugars. I think off of Vermont Street" I told him.
"Alright well sit tight, i'm going to check something." He said. He walked back to his car. A few minutes later he came back. "Alright well while i was over there my partner ran your license and tags, just as a precaution."
"Oh shit!!" I thought to myself. I didn't say it out loud. This could be the end of me, what if they could make me just by my tags, what then, i'd be on a high speed chase throughout the Streets Of Gary. That'd be a rough way to start things off.
"Everything came back okay. Well let me go ahead and give you directions." He said. He gave me directions to where Vermont street was. He told me stay safe and have a good day. That was stupid officer. I drove off and headed to Vermont street and i got there 10 minutes later. I looked for the address and found it. I turned onto E 8th street then pulled into the alley behind the house. I got out of my car and looked around, then i got the bag out of the car. I went to the door and knocked 4 times slowly, that's what Maurice told me to do. I waited and someone opened the door and took me upstairs into the room that the supplier was in.
"What's good? So you have the product?"
"Yeah i got it all right here."
"Good." He said. "Now Maurice told me how much was in here and depending on how good it is i'm willing to offer him $15,000 instead of $10,000." He told me. He got one of his boys to open the bag and get the weed and he lit it up and smoked it. (Coughing) "That shit is fire, pure fire man. This is definitely worth the 15 G's i'm giving him." He said. "Rook give him the cash. Hey kid if you ever think of a change in scenery here's my number, you could make more here." He said.
"I'll think about it. The money?" I asked.
"Right here you go." He said. He gave me a bag.
"Now how do i know it's $15,000 in there?" I asked.
"What?" He said, getting defensive.
"Hey i mean no disrespect man but Maurice told me to just be careful and make sure that i bring him back his money."
(Laughing) "You got some balls kid, for real. What's your name?"
"Names aren't important."
"Nigga are you crazy the boss asked...."
"Rook easy man easy. If the little man doesn't want to tell me his name that's cool. Let's be civil about this. I'm J-Money." He told me.
"Cool cool, well i'm "Chi"." I told him. "As in Chi-Town. Now i ain't trying to be disrespectful or nothing, i'm just a cautious dude." I told him.
"That's cool. Yo Rook count his money out for him." He said. Me and him talked for a few minutes while the money was counted out and i seen him count out the $15,000. After that i went ahead and left, something didn't feel right though. I looked around as i headed out. I went and opened my trunk and put the money in there and as i did from the glass in my mirror i seen Rook try to attack me. I turned and ducked his fist and I headbutted him in the nose and he crumpled to the ground.
"Nigga are you crazy!!" He said.
"Naw nigga you must not know who i am, i should kill you!" I said. "So what's your problem?"
"You a disrespectful ass nigga!" He said.
"Fuck you!" I yell and spat on him.
"J's gonna hear about this. You best believe he will."
"Yeah go and tell him, i don't care." I said as i hopped in my car and peeled away. Damn dudes try to fuck with me. They must not know who i am, i got something for them, they just don't know it yet. All i know is that i had to get back to Chicago. That was a close call.
End Of Chapter 3
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