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even better proposal.”
    â€œYeah? What’s that?” Gerald asked, almost spinning in his direction, but still keeping his eyes on the road.
    â€œSlow down, nigga. What you tryna do? Kill me?” he asked playfully.
    â€œOh, my fault.” He slowed down the sports car.
    â€œYeah, it’s cool.” Mike glanced at Gerald briefly. “I’m gonna fire you as lieutenant and hire you as a partner. How ’bout that?”
    â€œPartner? What! Partner? Did you talk to Sam about this?” Gerald cocked his head, instantly becoming curious.
    â€œNo, not yet. But regardless, I’m still pulling you in. We only got a couple more months left before we quit, and I want you to at least have a million before we stop.”
    â€œA mill’? Damn, Mike!” he said, excited almost to the point of unbelief.
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œI mean, this shit is too damn good to be true.”
    â€œYeah, but you know I have a special interest in you. We go way back, and I could never forget your loyalty to me while in Lorton.”
    â€œFor real, Mike. I’ll never forget that you saved my life. If it wasn’t for you seeing my potential and pulling me up, I’d probably be on death-row or dead.”
    â€œThe main reason why I pulled you up was because I saw a lot of myself in you.”
    â€œAnd the reason I’m accepting the position is because I want to be rich like you.” They both smiled.
    â€œTake me back to my car,” Michael ordered. “I’ll set up a meeting with the three of us later to discuss the rest of my plan.”

 
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    Chapter 8
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    -THE MEETING-
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    s Michael, Sam, and their soon-to-be new partner, Gerald, sat in the living room of Michael’s apartment discussing the next few months, Black Sam felt it was his time to speak up.
    â€œHey. No offense to you, Gerald, but we don’t need a new partner, especially since we ain’t got but a few months left anyway.” Sam’s eyes shifted from both Gerald to Mike as he spoke. He was looking for an agreement of some kind, but neither man answered. For a brief moment, silence filled the room. Mike stood up and went to fix a drink.
    â€œWell, Sam, I see it like this. There’s enough money for everyone here. I have a lot of respect for young Gerald. My mission is to see that everyone comes outta this comfortable.”
    â€œI’m sure Gerald is man enough to make it on his own.”
    â€œI have no doubt in that, but if we leave him in the same spot, then he’ll never get out the game.”
    â€œMike, explain what you’re trying to say.” Sam demanded while looking back at both he and Gerald.
    â€œWhat I’m saying is that Gerald doesn’t have a connect, and once we stop hustling it’ll be like handing him out there to the wolves. Now, I fucks with this young nigga here, and I’m not about to just sell him out like that. I’d rather pull him in and let him get enough money so that when we pull out, he’ll be able to step off also.”
    â€œWhat if he doesn’t want to step off? What if he wants to continue hustling?” Sam asked.
    â€œThen that’s on him. But we already talked about that, and his decision is to get a meal ticket and step.”
    â€œSo you’re telling me that you and Gerald already had this meeting without me, huh? You done made your decision, huh? So you’re saying fuck what I think. I ain’t got any say-so, huh? The last time I checked we were equal partners, right?” Sam pounded his chest with his fist while giving Mike a hard stare.
    Michael stood in the middle of the living room, and with fire in his eyes he pointed his finger in Black Sam’s face.
    â€œNigga, what the fuck you mean equal partners? If it wasn’t for me coming home and puttin’ this shit together, your black ass would still be riding around in that raggedy-ass 190E Benz, making a