Secrets Revealed

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Trill drove too the place that he was told too met this anonymous person at. He went alone, because he knew he could hold his own. He was his own shooter. He didn't need a bunch of niggas behind him who he couldn't even trust. He has never been the type of nigga to flex, or hang with too many people and he wasn't about too change now.

He was already fed up with this shit and he was very trigger happy right now. He wasn't about to play games with whoever this person was. So they better have some information for him or they were going to regret wasting his time. He had his glock 40 sitting on his lap as he pulled up into the baron parking lot. He drove to the back where he saw a parked car at.

The car was running so he knew the person he came to meet was inside. They both just sat In their cars for atleast a minute waiting on the other too make a move. Trill got tired of waiting an stepped out of his car with his gun in hand. He watched as the other person began to step out of their car as well. The first thing he noticed hit the pavement was a set of high heel shoes. Which let him know then that this was a women he was dealing with.

He took a deep breath and shook his head. He just couldn't accept that fact that women were nothing to play with. They were just as dangerous as men, if not more. It just wasn't possible too him.

She stepped completely out of the car and stood up against it just like he was. She held a blunt in her hand and she slowly put it to her mouth and took a pull.

"No need for the gun big pimpin'." The woman said.

Trill put the gun back on safety and then placed it in his waistband. He took a deep breath. "I got shit to do. You gone let me know Wassup or what?"

The woman laughed." Well damn." She took one last pull from her blunt then put it out on the ground, with the heel of her shoe. "Look it was a woman that killed your brother."

"How do I know that woman wasn't you? And you ain't tryin' to play me?" Trill said as he pulled his gun back out from his waist.

"Because. Why would I be so stupid as to be in your face right now if I was the one that killed your brother? Why would I even be wasting my time? The woman that killed your brother did something to you and me both and I want her dead just like you do. You got the connects and the shooters and I got the information. If we put two and two together we could both get what we want. So why not?"

"What does she have that you want?"

The woman took a deep breath. "Something she shouldn't, something she won't be able to keep for long."

Trill knew she wasn't telling him all of it, but if wasn't any of his business. She sounded legit so he was gonna work with her.

"iight, so you give me the information and I'll put the shooters in place." Trill said to her.

"It's a bitch named Isabella. Some Hispanic hoe. I don't know who she works for and why she did it, but I know she did it because she's known for it. She had other people working with her they call they're selves the viscous vixens, but the others are irrelevant because she's the ring leader and she's the one who pulled the trigger. I know what type of car she drives that's a start, I also think I know where she lays her head. However she hasn't been staying there and I don't know where she has been staying."

"iight. I wanna hear her side of the story. I wanna hear why and how she did it and I wanna hear her beg for her life. I wanna be the one to pull the trigger on her."

"Why do you wanna hear what this bitch has too say?" The woman replied hastily.

"Because I fucking want too. You should want her to know that you running shit as well, and that she can't have whats yours. Or are you lying too me?"