Kaine – POV
"I want him gone. No trace," I said coldly, staring out the window.
"That's the plan," one of the crew replied. "His son's prom send-off. It's perfect timing."
"We're only hitting him," I reminded, my voice firm.
"Bet."
See, me and East? We were tight once. Like brothers. I was his right-hand man, and for a long time, it was us against the world. But that all changed the night Mya told me he was plotting on me. That was his girl—so why would she lie? She said East was planning to take me out so he could move up under Benny. I didn't want to believe it at first. But then things started making sense.
I set a play in motion to get him first, thinking the crew would ride with me. I was wrong. They sided with East. Tried to take me out. That was when I knew she was telling the truth—he had already got in their heads.
I barely made it out alive. After that, I disappeared, laid low in Louisiana, and watched East turn into Dave East. He got the streets. He got the career. He even got the girl. But this story ain't ending with him on top. It's my time.
Flashback
"My fuckin' boys," East greeted, slapping hands with me and Bully as we kicked it in the trap house.
"What's up, Crip?" I smirked.
"Yurrr," Bully grinned.
"We got that big hit tomorrow," I said.
"I know," East replied, serious now. "This the biggest one yet."
"Jamaicans moving in on Benny's shit," Bully added. "We can't let that slide."
The tension in the room was thick. We all knew what was at stake.
My phone buzzed.
Text – Mya
Can you come over? I miss you.
Yeah, I'll slide. Yo nigga not coming by, is he?
No, he working.
Bet.
I slid the phone back in my pocket.
"We meeting back here at 9. All black. Ready for war," East said.
"Bet," Bully and I echoed.
"What y'all on till then?" I asked.
"Nap," Bully replied.
"Meeting with Benny," East added. "You?"
"Going to see my one thang," I smirked.
Bully laughed. "This nigga."
We all dapped up and dipped. I headed straight to Mya's place. Her pops never home—some truck driver, I think—so every time I come through, we smash. No interruptions.
Mya opened the door with a smile. "Finally."
"Girl, I thought East would be over here."
As if on cue, her phone rang.
"Shit—it's him," she whispered.
"Answer it. Act normal. Put it on speaker."
"Hello?"
"Where you at?" East asked.
"At home. With my dad."
"You tryna come over?"
"Can't. Family night."
"Aight, you good."
In the background, a woman's voice: "David, come on, I'm hungry."
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