







"Please don't kill me KJ... Please I have kids... A wife... I have the money. I promise it's all there." The helpless man pleads to deaf ears. Well not deaf, but no one cares. No one cares about his life. Or his kids. Or his wife. I have my own fucking problems. "I killed niggas for less." "Karter just shoot him so we can go." "Who the fuck you talking to nigga? You lucky your ass still breathing. Don't fucking call me Karter either. You're irrelevant." Bird shut right up and we turn our attention back to the man who thought he could steal from me and walk away. I raise the gun and shoot the man in between the eyes. "Find somebody to clean this shit up." "Yeah KJ."
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