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made my way thru the club over to Rico. He signaled for his security to let me into the VIP suite. Rico had some thick lovely ladies giving him a lap dance. The waitress came straight over to me as soon as I sat down. I ordered a double shot of VSOP and a Corona with a lemon. Rico finished up with his dance and sent the chicks about their business after he handed them a C-note apiece. He signaled for me to come over and sit next to him. That’s when he leaned in and began to speak to me.
“Ayo young blood you’re not going to like this shit at all. That wasn’t any accident in Philly or a mistaken Identity either.”
Rico said.
“What do you mean it wasn’t a fucking mistaken identity?”
I asked Rico as I took my shot straight back.
“Yeah man, word around town is. Darrin younger brother Smoke has been hiding out in Philadelphia maybe even has a crib out in Jersey and shit. Darrin was feeding him real good. You know after that robbery. Once his funds were gone, he was still sending shit up to him. I had that license plate looked into and it belongs to that Lil Nigga Smoke!”
Rico said to me as he puffed on his Stogie.
Rico started putting me D about things Smoke had been getting in since he left New York. Down in Philly, this Nigga Smoke started some type of a little business. He wasn’t too much of a problem back in the day, he was a cool lil Nigga just heading in the wrong direction. The best thing Darrin could’ve ever done was get Smoke ass out of New York after they robbed me. It could’ve been lights out for both of them Niggas.I didn’t worry too much about him though until that is he tried to run my lady over. That Nigga was nowhere near my Levels and I can touch that Nigga just like I did Darrin. I didn’t think my life was going to be bothered by him. Darrin case was still open but nobody was talking about it. The only people who knew about the real killer were Savannah, Rico God and myself.
What Savannah and I had going on I know for a fact a lot of Nigga’s wish they were in my shoes right about now. Some of them either locked the fuck up or 6ft under in some rich man’s cemetery or just broke as shit. Rico has relationships with members of the Police Department down in Philly. Shit, that Nigga even had the Mayor on his payroll. Without me, even knowing Rico had already put calls in for a Nigga. So in Philadelphia Rico made sure a brother was loved.
Savannah started hitting me up on my cell. I knew if I didn’t hit her back I was going to have some problems at home. I chopped it up with Rico for another fifteen minutes before I made my exit out the club. Savannah left me a couple voicemails as I pulled away from Sin City I hit her phone back up.
“Yo Babe, what’s up?”
I asked Savannah.
“I was just checking on you. You left home in such a hurry. I didn’t know what was going on.”
Savannah said to me sounding a little worried.
“Listen Babe I need to go check in at both the stores and sign some paperwork and then I’ll be there shortly. If you need me, just hit my jack. Babe while I have you on the phone. How are my girls?”
What Rico just told me was still sitting fresh on my mind. Not knowing what type time Smoke was on. I needed to watch our backs at all times. En route to Savannahs World, I received a phone call from my store manager over at Treasure Island. Stating they needed me over at Savannah World immediately. I didn’t know walking into Savannah’s World today would change my life forever. As soon as I walked through the door Blake, my store manager looked up and said.
“There’s the man of the hour.”
I smiled and nodded as I walked thru the door. Not expecting to have a meeting with anyone because I damn sure would’ve dressed the part. There were a couple of men standing at the register in business suits and a couple more roaming throughout the store. Instead of
“Ayo young blood you’re not going to like this shit at all. That wasn’t any accident in Philly or a mistaken Identity either.”
Rico said.
“What do you mean it wasn’t a fucking mistaken identity?”
I asked Rico as I took my shot straight back.
“Yeah man, word around town is. Darrin younger brother Smoke has been hiding out in Philadelphia maybe even has a crib out in Jersey and shit. Darrin was feeding him real good. You know after that robbery. Once his funds were gone, he was still sending shit up to him. I had that license plate looked into and it belongs to that Lil Nigga Smoke!”
Rico said to me as he puffed on his Stogie.
Rico started putting me D about things Smoke had been getting in since he left New York. Down in Philly, this Nigga Smoke started some type of a little business. He wasn’t too much of a problem back in the day, he was a cool lil Nigga just heading in the wrong direction. The best thing Darrin could’ve ever done was get Smoke ass out of New York after they robbed me. It could’ve been lights out for both of them Niggas.I didn’t worry too much about him though until that is he tried to run my lady over. That Nigga was nowhere near my Levels and I can touch that Nigga just like I did Darrin. I didn’t think my life was going to be bothered by him. Darrin case was still open but nobody was talking about it. The only people who knew about the real killer were Savannah, Rico God and myself.
What Savannah and I had going on I know for a fact a lot of Nigga’s wish they were in my shoes right about now. Some of them either locked the fuck up or 6ft under in some rich man’s cemetery or just broke as shit. Rico has relationships with members of the Police Department down in Philly. Shit, that Nigga even had the Mayor on his payroll. Without me, even knowing Rico had already put calls in for a Nigga. So in Philadelphia Rico made sure a brother was loved.
Savannah started hitting me up on my cell. I knew if I didn’t hit her back I was going to have some problems at home. I chopped it up with Rico for another fifteen minutes before I made my exit out the club. Savannah left me a couple voicemails as I pulled away from Sin City I hit her phone back up.
“Yo Babe, what’s up?”
I asked Savannah.
“I was just checking on you. You left home in such a hurry. I didn’t know what was going on.”
Savannah said to me sounding a little worried.
“Listen Babe I need to go check in at both the stores and sign some paperwork and then I’ll be there shortly. If you need me, just hit my jack. Babe while I have you on the phone. How are my girls?”
What Rico just told me was still sitting fresh on my mind. Not knowing what type time Smoke was on. I needed to watch our backs at all times. En route to Savannahs World, I received a phone call from my store manager over at Treasure Island. Stating they needed me over at Savannah World immediately. I didn’t know walking into Savannah’s World today would change my life forever. As soon as I walked through the door Blake, my store manager looked up and said.
“There’s the man of the hour.”
I smiled and nodded as I walked thru the door. Not expecting to have a meeting with anyone because I damn sure would’ve dressed the part. There were a couple of men standing at the register in business suits and a couple more roaming throughout the store. Instead of
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