Bigger Than Most

Chapter 29🖤

Anthony (Ghost)

                  I parked beside the building and hopped out with Kevin nem'. We was at this nigga Vito's strip club. This is where he wanted to have the meeting at. After I dropped Nae off, I called up Kev to tell him the move. I know I was supposed to tell her about this but I decided not to. Cause if anything happens she don't need to be involved.

And she had a point about this shit not lasting forever. I been knew that shit but if you find a way to make money and it's constantly working each time, you get addicted.

I didn't have a clue as to what this nigga wanted to talk about. I don't know him from nowhere and I'm not trying to do business with no one new. Especially with the shit I'm dealing with.

     "ID?" The bouncer asked. I heard Kev smack his lips.

     "We here for Vito." Mike said and the bouncer raised his brow mugging. "Ion give a fuck about that expression my nigga so let us through."

       "No ID, No entry."

I wasn't showing mines either. Again, I dont know these people and they not finna have my info. We see someone come out and whispered to him and he looked at us. He unhooked the rope and we walked past. We followed him up the stairs, pass the VIP areas, and up another set of stairs to a office down a hall.

He opened the door and some Asian looking nigga was in his chair behind a large ass desk. He had his berettas on top, his phone, a picture frame that faced him, and a two of his goons behind him. For some reason seeing this made me want to laugh but I held it in. Looked like some shit out of a movie.

But Kev and them must of thought the same since they chuckled, shaking they head. I was already ready to go, it smelt like nothing but straight ass in this club. And I've went to a few and they never smelt like this.

"Finally nice to meet you. Someone get our guests a seat." He said in his heavy accent, smiling.

     "I think you want to sit down for this conversation." He said not breaking his expression. Two of his people came back with four chairs and sat the down in front us. We sat down and waited to see what he had to say.

He sat there and looked, analyzing us. My patience was running low and my boredom was rising. And I was already paranoid about a lot of shit and us sitting in here don't make it better.

"I'm guessing you Ghost." He said nodded to me and smacked my lips.

"What we here for?" I sighed. He was making this longer than it has to be.

     "We here to talk business and rules of the streets." He said while lighting a cigar.

We looked at each other with scrunched up faces. As long as I been taking care of myself, I'm a grown ass man. Everything I know is what I taught myself. Nobody held my hand through shit, I'm the definition of self made. I was on them corners selling my own shit before I was able to pay niggas a percentage to sell it for me. The same for Mike and them, they was there wit me. I don't need another nigga trying to school me on shit.

     "Ghost, I'm sure you've heard of me and the business that I have here and elsewhere, I've been hearing bad things dealing with you. People that work for me can't do their job because of you and your people."

      Kev sucked his teeth with his face scrunched up. I'm just as confused on what he really tryna get at. And how is it my fault his shit not booming?

     "Nah we don't need to talk about any of that. And  no, I didn't know you existed until now. And you don't know who on these streets are working for me. And your business? What that gotta do me?" I said.