RELL&JASMINE:A HOOD LOVE

PROLOGUE

Rell-What drives a hunger for money? Is it the thoughts of wealth or greed? What are you
willing to sacrifice for it? Would you let them cannons blow for it? Empty pockets, stomach on
empty, busted gear, the dead presidents talking to me. My hunger is for the fast life is what I
want the C.R.E.A.M., it rules everything around me but like cream I will rise to the top. Im
starting from the bottom like cream I rise to the top. Like Nino, THE WORLD IS MINE for the
taking all these bum ass niggas getting money I want my share Rell thought to himself what
eluded his flights of fancy was with getting money come sacrifice.
Rell was sitting on the couch listening to WBAV old school mix. The hood was alive like
always; cars stopping and copping dope or ass, fiends running like ants after sugar, and hoes
beating the pavement waiting for their next trick to roll up to feed their habits. Rell watched this
shit everyday as he reminisced back to watching him older cut and bag work while his hunger for

that life grew. A life that had taken his father and older brother from him but he also saw the
spoils of the life also which is what made him so hungry for it.

This window was his front

row seat but they would call him a square if they saw him lurking. As they mixed Biggy these
words recycled through his mind, Shit is real for the bread and butter I put niggas in the gutter.
Rell was watching motherfuckers stunting the flyest cars, women, and the money they spent with
no worries. Rell was hungry and the niggas that he peeped at peeped back at him laughing
because the struggles was real. While they laughed he sat and plotted. They just didnt know
he was plotting and studying so he could take over the game.
Take them damn earphones out of your ears and gawking at them bums, Patrice yelled to
Rell. He was so enthralled in what was going on outside and the music mix that he didnt hear
her come in the backdoor. Patrice stayed on him about getting an education because she knew
only a few escaped them and the streets had cost her enough tears. Patrice knew Rell had the
hunger because she saw it in his brother Quan they both got it from their father who left their
family for the streets when Rell was just three his kingpin ambitions were more important than
being a father and those same street killed him and fed Quans hunger and greed. Growing
fatherless affected him in more ways than one it killed his family and to see his mother struggles
but of his absence father only feed my anger to protect and provide for her.
I hope you not idolizing them little fuckers, the fast life dont last but so long. A startled
Rell jumped at the sound of his mothers voice. Hey Ma, he mumbled as he regained his
composure from her startling him. You cant be walking up on somebody like that. I was in
my zone. Im be in that ass if your grades not on point, Patrice teased.
Patrice was a thick, pecan brown skin woman, with shoulder length hair which she always
wore in a ponytail. Her face was fresh, nicely pointed nose, and full lips. Patrice was still
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turning heads with that her figure. For a woman her age she could easily pass for mid-thirties
when she was dressed up.
Are you done with your homework? Patrice asked. Im not bullshitting about those grades
Rell
Yes maam, Rell quickly responded. So how was your day?
Nigel wants me to help him too stock shelves tonight, Rell responded trying to divert his
mothers wrath. Rell had a part-time job at the neighborhood grocery store as a stocker. Every
dime of the money from his PT job went to his mother to help with the bills.
Rell what time you have to be there? Patrice inquired. Her eyes darkened at the thought of
her son out that late at night. Im so thankful for Nigel giving you that job, added Patrice.
Rell headed back into his room, seven tonight until we get finished, he yelled back at her as he
rushed to get ready for work.
Thirty minutes later Rell was dressed; he was wearing a faded Pelle Pelle t-shirt, some worn
Ralph Lauren jeans and some outdated black Nikes which were given to that he cleaned and
cared for like they were the brand new.
Ma Im about to roll out, said Rell as he made his way to the door.
Make sure you call me when you get to the store, responded Patrice.
I will Ma, dont I always? Rell smiled.
Rell stepped out on the stoop and stood there for a minute looking at all the comings and
goings of his neighborhood. Wassup? Rell spoke to all the guys that were sitting on the stoop.
Wassup? they said in unison as he made his way down the stairs when he got to the bottom
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stair he was damn near nose to nose with Malik aka (Boo), he was the leader of the block boys.
Malik was very knowledgeable to the game and getting money and his crew respected him for
that.
Malik was about 59, baldhead and hazel eyes, with a lean, muscular frame. Malik was
designer- fitted from head to toe. Adidas was his label of choice. Today he was sporting a red and
white track suit with red white Adidas shell toes to match he was always on point for the ladies.
Damn, nigga you to close back the up? Malik scarfed as Rell bumped him clearing the
stairs. The stoop was so crowded with Malik and his crew so Rell had to maneuver his way clear.
My mistake I didnt see you there, Rell responded sarcastically
Whatever, make sure you work on that, mumbled Malik.
Malik was from the Blacksburg projects so he had no clue about Rells fighting skills. Malik
just thought Rell was the crazy dude that always was peeping out at them.
Rell kept walking past him and brushed off Maliks remarks.
Hey, when you want to make some real money get at me. Malik gruffed as he flashed bands
of cash. Rell just waved him off as he started his trek to Nigel Grocery Store; it was the
neighborhood store usually a hangout spot for whinos, and crack whores looking for someone to
give them some change. But Rell loved working for Nigel it was a way to help his mother.
Rell walked through the littered parking lot that was full of debris such as paper, food
wrappers, etc. He peered over at the 24/ hr. laundromat. Jose was there as usual, it was full of
Mexicans washing their work clothes and you could hear the Mexica n music in the background.

He rounded the corner of Nigel Grocery and was at the side entrance. He tapped on the metal
door twice and was greeted by Nigel.

Chapter -1 Welcome to the Game

Good evening. Nigel greeted Rell with his thick Jamaican accent.
Nigel was charcoal black with dark eyes and a big barrel chest that overlapped his jeans
which bulged with wads of cash. His hands were big and meaty that look like they could palm a
watermelon like a vise. Though he had a little age on him now, back in the day he was the ruled
the neighborhood. He was well respected by all age groups because of his reputation for being
fair to people and everyone knew he was the neighborhood plug.
Are you ready to work? Nigel asked Rell with a big grin We have a long night ahead.
Yes sir, Rell responded as he grabbed his smock for stocking.
They made their way to the back of the store with Nigel whistling all the way. Rell come
here I need your help before you start, said Nigel.
Wassup? What you got? Rell nervously remarked. Rell had helped Nigel with night time
stock before, but tonight was different they headed towards the deli part of the store and into the
cooler where slabs of meat, and wrapped exotic fish were hanging on hooks.
Rell remember when you told me you wanted to make more money to help your mother?
Nigel inquired. Feeling the effects of the cold of the freezer, Rells teeth chattered and answered,
Yes sir more money is always good. Rell was always respectful of Nigel, thats why he
always looked out for him and his mother.
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Rell, still curious by Nigel words joked, What are you talking about old man?
Nigel demeanor had changed. Rell body tensed up and snapped, What the hell you expect
me to do for this money? Rell stepped back fist clenched and repeated the question. I want
money but its only so many things Im do for it.
Nigel just laughed as Rells demeanor change and the fact that he cussed. Calm down bad
man, he chimed. Rell relaxed.
Im no chi chi (fag) bwoy (boy), Nigel stammered. Come now. Nigel said as he led Rell
on their way through the maze of frozen meat. As they exited the maze they came to a red door.
Rells eyes widened, What is this? He asked as Nigel fiddled in his pocket looking for a
key. Rell anticipation built while doing so he had heard about this room from Quan cause use to
cop dope from Nigel.
There it is, he exclaimed as he pulled the key out of his pocket exposing his 9mm under his
shirt.
Still apprehensive Rell watched as he turned the lock and opened the door to a dark room.
Rell had a clueless look on his face as Nigel flicked the light on to a room full of kilos of cocaine
and bales of marijuana. He was eyes was counting as Nigel gazed over at him. Nigel literally saw
Rells greed exposed.
What do you think yuut? Rell was at a loss for words. The room had kilos of dope stacked
like boxes. Rell knew what weed and blow was he just hadnt seen that much be fore in reality
other than on television

Remember you said you wanted to make more money bad man? Nigel giggled. I do but
my mom would kill me, Rell answered.
Are you ready to be the Hot Steppa? (Criminal) Rell was truly speechless then uttered,
Yes, I want to give my mother a good life. The possibilities of how the contents of this room
could change his life excited Rell, in a sense that very moment the light came on stole his
innocence. As greed took over the room was the key to his problems. The walls were lined with
block of cocaine, bales of weed.
I will teach you everything you need to know, Nigel assured him.
I will teach you how to cut it, cook it, weigh it, and bag it. I will give you connects, real
estate, and also I will provide you with the people who will keep you laced up from head to toe,
Nigel let him know.
You are my heir to throne (confidant) from this day forward, said Nigel as he put his hand
on Rells shoulder.
Rell, green in some areas not totally pertaining to the street and slang asked, What exactly
is an heir?
An heir is a person who you trust the most with everything you own because you know they
will never betray you.
Rell scratched his head, Why not teach your own kid this? He asked. Nigel smile went flat
then he cleared his throat and said, my yaad (house) burn down killed my wife and son. Nigel
accent fluctuated with his emotions. You are my heir (good friend) is that a problem rude boy?
Nigel chimed. Rell glowed after Nigel said what he said.

You are like a son to me, said Nigel. Rell responded smiling like a son at his father who had
drop some gems (knowledge). Nigel went over to a shelf which on it sat a black box. Nigel
opened it and pulled out a cargo (gold chain) engraved in the links was Vank (conquer) he
handed it to Rell. Rells mouth fell open from this gift as he held the gold chain in his hand.
Rells eyes glowed as the shine from the gold lit his face up. Rell always wanted a gold chain but
he valued it more coming from Nigel.
Put it on Hot Steppa, Nigel smiled.
Is it real gold? Rell asked as he fastened the gold chain around his neck. Nigel just laughed
as he watched Rells innocence replace with a look of confidence. Yeh it is 14 carat gold.
Nigel replied.
Enough for tonight yuut, said Nigel as he flicked the light off and locked the door back.
Whats next? asked Rell no longer apprehensive but more so excited as to what lie ahead as
his greed kicked in.
Calm down rude boy all in due time. Nigel smiled because he felt like the person who gave
a crack head their first rock. He knew by Rells enthusiasm that he was hooked. They made their
way back to the side entrance of the store. As Rell was about to open the door Nigel said, You
cant be the Hot Steppa without the right gear. You looking like a zutopong (low class unkempt
person).
Nigel pulled out four coils (rolls of money) and placed them in Rells hand. Rells mouth
dropped open as he asked, What is this for?

I need you to go to my brethren (brother) barbershop tomorrow on Lennox Ave. Tell him I
sent you to see him, responded Nigel.
After that, I want you to go downtown to Classy Styles and ask for Jasmine, she is my sister
and friend; she will take care of you. Understand? asked Nigel as he looked at Rell directly
awaiting a response.
Yes sir, I understand, said Rell
Okay yuut now get home safely and let me see you once you have done, said Nigel.
Rell opened the door as Nigel locked up. Nigel and Rell were outside now as Nigel locked
the back exterior door. They made their way to Nigel black 380SL Mercedes; it was jet-black,
big wide body and it shined from the lights that lit the parking lot. This is my baby I just
brought her. Nigel boasted as he popped the locks to the car. Rell opened the door and took in
the interior of the massive cabin of the Mercedes. He looked at the wood-grain interior, the car
also came with a c.d. player, and he liked how the interior lit up neon green. Instead of gauges
and dials everything was electronic.
The plush seats made him feel like he was sitting in a movie seat the way it conformed to his
body. When Nigel pushed the button to start the car, the engine p urred. Nigel eased into gear and
put an old-school c.d. into the console, the sound system sounded like a live concert to Rell as
the car sleeked around every corner like they were floating. The car came to a rest in front of
Rells apartment; the crowd that was hustling and bustling seemed to have come to a stop as Rell
got out.

Rude boy lata. (Later) Nigel pulled off as Rell made his way up to his apartment as he
heard the Oowee cheers and jeers in the background as he closed the apartment door for the
night. Rell anticipated the next days events.

Chapter -2 No Secrets
It was an early Saturday morning. Rell had awoken to his mother cooking breakfast, he could
smell the bacon, and her coffee brewing as he made his way to the kitchen. His mot her was at the
stove as he peeked into the kitchen.
Good morning beautiful, said Rell as he sat at the table.
Good morning son, how was your night? She asked
She had now turned full circle facing Rell who was at the table looking anxio us as she
removed the bacon from the pan.
Are you hungry? Patrice asked as she was now humming
Yes maam, Rell answered.
So why you so happy this morning you are singing and smiling? Rell asked jokingly.
His mother just stared at him smiling and responded, God is good child is all I say.
Rell looked puzzled at his mothers remarks because usually she only stated that when
something good had happened to her.

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I woke up this morning to a man knocking on the door and he and two others were holding
two boxes of meat delivery from Nigel enough meat to fill the freezer and deep freezer. She
responded as Rell took in the remains of the empty boxes that had held them scattered on the
floor.
Really, Nigel sent that many boxes of meats? Rell asked as he looked at his plate that was
running over with bacon, eggs, and homemade pancakes. Rell was use to skimpy portions for
breakfast but that wasnt the case this morning. Patrice loved cooking when it was groceries to
do so working two jobs it was still a battle to keep food stocked.
Thats why I dont mind you working for him. Patrice responded as she was now cleaning
up.
Regardless of what people in the neighborhood say about him he is a good man. Patrice
said as she sipped her coffee. Most hated on Nigel because he had wealth that they only
dreamed of the life he was living.
Well, what do you have to do today? Patrice nosily asked.
Rell sat silent for a second and answered, I have some things to do for Mr. Nigel. He called
him Mr. Nigel in his mothers presence because she was big on the young respecting their elders.
Well I have to work a double shift today so make sure you in the house before it gets late.
Patrice said. You better be here when I call to check on you.
Rell knew today was his day to shine to show all the ones that he envied now that he was the
heir to Nigel Empire, he headed back to his room to pick through his clothes to find something to
wear. Thirty minutes later, Rell was dressed wearing a grey Izod shirt that was about to be too

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small, a pair of Bonjour jeans, and a pair of black &white Puma sneakers that his brother had left
behind. Rell had his gold chain tucked in his shirt because he didnt want his momma asking him
fifty questions about where it came from. Patrice was back in her room lying down when Rell
entered. It pissed him off that Patrice had to work so hard to support them.
Ma, I am about to roll out, said Rell. I want be gone that long. Patrice had lost her older
son Quan to the lure and trappings of the street where the streets had more priority than family so
in return she was extra protective of Rell.
Patrice gave him a thorough looking over and said, Remember what I said. Be in this house
at a decent hour your ass not grown. Rell always held
Rell just looked at his mother as he thought about how he was about to do what he had to do
so she wouldnt have to work so hard. Rell loved and respected his mother but he knew the
streets would benefit them. I gotcha ma. Rell smiled as he exited the room. Rell was standing
on the stoop as he took in the atmosphere. No corner boys were on the stoop or the corners that
they usually patrolled waiting on customers and hanging out. Rell made his way to the bus stop
when he realized he had forgotten his money. Rell raced back to the house to get it like a mad
man after his victim. As he burst through the door his mother was watching television in the
living room it caught Patrice off guard.
Boy, why you coming in the house like that? Patrice yelled.
Rell not realizing that he scared his mother responded, Sorry, Ma I forgot my money and I
dont want to miss the bus. Rell ran to the room pulled the two bundles of cash out of his pocket
and five minutes later he dashed back out of the door and was back at the bus stop. Patrice knew
something was going on so she peeked out on the stoop and heard some of the old heads talking
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and one said, Nigel about to retire and Rells about to take over these streets but hushed when
they saw Patrice. Rell was sitting on the bus stop bench when the bus pulled up and he waited
patiently to board the crowded bus. Rell always hated the gas fumes that seemed to linger when
the bus came. He boarded the number seven bus and it was packed as usual with people coming
from work, or either going. He sat beside a man who reek ed of alcohol, and funk causing him to
hold his breathe the whole ride as the fumes seeped through the window. Rell ride only lasted
thirty minutes as the bus came to a complete stop at Lennox Ave. Rell jetted off the bus and
minutes later Rell was at J&J Barbershop. Rell entered the half empty shop which showed signs
that back in the day it had been a booming business by all the pictures of celebrities that covered
the wall. The barbers were talking amongst themselves but quickly silenced with Rells
appearance.
An older gentlemen greeted Rell as he sat down to wait on a barber.
How may I help you? He asked Rell
Nigel sent me here to get a cut. Rell responded.
Hello, Im Niles, the man introduced himself as he sat behind the barbers chair. Rell
thought he resembled Nigel, he was around forty, 64, slender built, cocoa brown skinned, and
dreads that flowed down his back. He was wearing a Polo multi- colored shirt, a pair of khakis
and leather Timberland boots. His fingers and neck were covered in gold jewelry not too much
just enough to show he was making money regardless of how dated his shop looked. Niles had
someone in his chair but he told them to get up as he ushered Rell to his chair. The patron didnt
raise a fuss he just obliged.
Rell responded, I could have waited like everyone else.
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Hush now rude boy and sat your bum down, snapped Niles.
Rell did as he said but was shocked by what had happened. Rell was nave to the world, let
alone street life but he knew in order to provide his mother with the luxury of not having to work
so much he would have to learn those ways real quick.

So young man how you know my

brethren, asked Niles, as he put the barbers bib around Rell and made him comfortable in the
chair.
I work at his store helping him stock, clean floors, whatever he needs me to do. Rell
answered
My brother is a good man you know. Niles interjected as he combed Rells hair out, and
Rell just nodded his head in agreement. Twenty minutes later he was done with Rells hair.
Do you like your hair cut? Niles asked Rell as Rell looked it over with the mirror that Niles
had handed him.
Yes, I love it you did a great job. Rell smiled as he was now hearing other customers agree
that Niles had did a great job. Rell stood up out of the chair and asked, How much do I owe
you?
Rude boy your money no good here. answered Niles as he shooed Rell away playfully. Rell
confused as why he wouldnt take his money asked him why.
The bills been paid yuut. Niles responded. Rell was relieved at his response because never
would he want to offend Nigel family in anyway.
Thank you, Niles I will be back to see you. Rell said as he exited the shop. Niles threw his
hand up as he motioned the other client back to his chair. Rell made his way back to the bus stop
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to head across town to the clothing store so he could upgrade his gear, except this time he was
going to catch a cab. Rell walked up a block from the barbershop to Haggler Blvd. where he
flagged down a cab.
Where are you going? The driver asked Rell
Im going to Classy Styles off of Perlman Ave. answered Rell. The cab was a weathered
and beaten Chevrolet Impala, it reeked of spicy food but Rell knew it would get him there
quicker than the bus. The ride was long and hot.
Your stop is coming up soon, the cabdriver said. As he slowed the cab to a stop, Rell raised
forward from the seat after he came to a complete stop.
How much do I owe you? questioned Rell?
Your fare is $13.80. The driver responded as he turned to get the money.
Rell exited the cab and began to walk towards the drivers side of the cab. Rell pulled the wad
of cash out and handed the driver a $20 dollar bill and the drivers faced lit up at the tip Rell had
given him.
Sir, did you want change back? asked the driver.
No you can keep the change. Rell smiled
Rell started walking towards Classy Styles, as soon as he reached the entrance way he was
greet by a Jasmine, 27, she was pecan-brown, 34dd tits, beautiful smile, wide hips and an ass you
could sit a drink on. She was very well dressed wearing Ralph Lauren all the way from top to
bottom, Rell was taken by how pretty she was. Rell was a virgin but something about her had his
full attention he was feeling emotions that he hadnt ever felt.
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Hello, Im Jasmine but everyone calls me Jas. She said as she welcomed him into the store.
Hello, Im Rell. He said as he took in the view of the store. The store was shelved with
Adidas; Nikes, Jordans, and Pumas, all the newest ones, even ones he had never seen before.
The clothing racks were filled with Ralph Lauren, Sean Johns, all of the hottest brands. Rell was
starting to feel his new found power and confidence.
So what can I help you with today? Jasmine asked
Rell answered, Nigel told me to come see you and that you would know what to do. Nigel
had known Jasmine for years he helped her open her shop. She use to work the blocks for him
and do money pickups until her ex got killed and she wanted a change.
Jasmine sighed as she sized Rell up and responded, Honey I got you.
Is there a particular designer you like?
Rell feeling bashful answered, I like whatever you like Im not picky.
Okay then, lets make it happen and get this party started, Jasmine said as she started
pulling clothes and putting them in a basket.
Rell watched as Jasmine pulled different outfits from racks as he watched her in silence as her
hips swayed as she walked. Jasmines fragrance, Beyoncs Heat Rush intoxicated his nostrils.
Also, his mind was filled with how he was going to tell his mother.
After an hours of trying on clothes Rell was ready for his grand reveal. Jasmine had ensemble
him 16 different outfits but the one he was going to wear home was a pair of black Rafaela jeans,
black short sleeve Ralph Lauren polo shirt, and a pair of black and white Jordans. Rell was in
awe of how Jasmine had dressed him and picked out clothes that looked good on him.
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Thank you oh my God, said Rell. Yeah, now you looking like an up and coming boss,
teased Jasmine.
Damn, baby I took you from a hooptie to a Benz. joked Jasmine.
Rell couldnt stay out of the mirror, he was so taken with his new threads.
I want to thank you for helping me pick out everything. said Rell smiling ear to ear.
Jasmine just smiled as she saw her work on display with Rell. Rell felt his confidence
building by the minute. With the new clothes, he looked at the pile of bags with designer labels
stuffed to the brim.
So whats your next move? asked Jasmine as she was now playing with Rells gold chain.
Even though he was younger something about him turned her on. Jasmine was never one for dboys after Herc, her ex was ambushed in a drug deal gone bad they were like Bonnie and Clyde.
Uhh uhh. stammered Rell. I dont know what the next move is gonna be Im just going
with the flow.
So you the new heir to the throne around here? joked Jasmine
Rell smiled and held his head down at the thought of that. He looked at Jasmine like she was
the last woman on the planet.
Well, how much do I owe you? Asked Rell.
Your bill has been paid in advance. Jasmine stated.
Ive never known Nigel to pay anyones bill; you must be something special to him,said an
impressed Jasmine. Nigel must have really saw something special in Rell she thought to herself.

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Rell was never the one to have attention drawn to him so every time Jasmine flirted or gave
him props he retreated bashfully. Jasmine was all in Rells face as she was looking him directly
in the eye, causing Rell to look away. Jasmine could tell he was young around 17 or
So rude boy, are you ready to put the city on its ass? Jasmine teased in a Jamaican accent.
Jasmine was inches away from Rells face; he could feel her breath on his face, he could
smell the mint on her breath as she talked. Rell had never had girlfriend let alone an older girl
notice him before. Rell just stood listening, it had really hit him that he had basically been
handed the keys to power and all that came with it.
So why are you so concerned? Rell asked nervously as he became uneasy with Jasmines
undercover intrusiveness.
Rell eased back after he asked her the question. A silence fell on the room and Jasmine was
now on the hot seat. She just looked off in the distance for a minute and then she stepped back
into his personal space.
Cause you seem like a cool guy and I hope you know what you doing. Jasmine answered
Plus I hate to see someone rob you and plus Im being nosey.
Im sure Nigel has my best interest at heart. interjected Rell. Yeah, he is a good guy hes a
person of his word, added Jasmine.
Well, I guess I better get these bags together so I can get home. said Rell
Jasmine was so caught up into their conversation that she didnt realize how much time had
passed. Rell bent down to gather all of the bags and as he was doing so Jasmine said, Do you
need help with that or a ride?
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Rell stuttered, Im catch a cab but I appreciate it.

Jasmine knew if she let him leave her shop, more than likely she would never see him again.
So she imposed herself on him and said, I will give you a ride just hold on Im closing in thirty
minutes.
Oh okay I appreciate that, said Rell as he sat down on the recliner that was in the store to
wait on Jasmine.
Jasmine just smiled as she started closing up her shop. She started closing blinds, locking the
door, and counting her register down.
Do you need any help? Rell asked wanting to be helpful for her being so helpful.
Nah, Im good I will be done in a minute. answered Jasmine
Rell sat there watching as Jasmine ass bounced and sashayed across the shop showroom floor,
he never was one to check girls out like that but it was something about Jasmine that peeked his
interest. Jasmine was beautiful to him, everything about her excited him. Rell had always been
bashful, shy and one who didnt like attention drawn to him. He didnt see why Jasmine had
taken an interest in him. Jasmine was walking toward him and Rells body clenched the closer
she got. He was now standing to his feet. Around the time she reached the mass of shopping bags
on the floor the phone rang.
Who the hell is this? They know my shop hours. Jasmine said as she went to answer the
phone and finish closing.
Hello. Jasmine snapped.
Hey, this is. Nigel did my guy come to you and get outfitted? Nigel inquired.
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Yes hes still here. Do you want to speak to him? Jasmine asked.
No just tell him I will meet him at his place in about 30 minutes. He responded
I surely will Nigel. She answered then placed the phone back on the receiver.
Rell had a perplexed look on his face he knew that it was Nigel that she was talking to so he
just started grabbing bags and heading towards the door, Jasmine followed behind him with the
remaining bags. As Rell reached the door and asked, Which car is yours? We need to hurry
Nigel wants to see you in thirty minutes, added Jasmine.
The grey Jetta over in the corner, answered Jasmine She walked around him so she could
lock the door to her shop. After fiddling with the key for five minutes, she had finally locked the
shops door. As they walked to the car Rell had figured it was her boyfriends car because it had
a custom paint job, Enkai silver sports rims, and a full body spoiler kit with tinted windows like
something from the Fast & Furious. Jasmine saw how Rell looked at the car and just smiled as
she unlocked the trunk so they could put Rells bags in the trunk. She could tell by his facial
expression that he was impressed. Rell closed the trunk after they were done packing the bags in
the trunk.
So you ready to go? Jasmine asked
Sure youre the one driving. Rell answered.
Jasmine opened the drivers side door of the car as they both sat in and fastened their
seatbelts. The car vroomed as she turned the ignitio n, she placed the car in gear and they were on
their way. Rell always being an observant person took in the interior of the compact car, the c.d.
player, the velvet feel of the seats, the way the tints lighten at the stop lights, the ride was a silent

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one. Rell was never one for a lot of talking, so music from the radio filled the atmosphere. I
live on 124th , said Rell. Do you live in the Westshire apartments? asked Jasmine as they
got close Jasmine slowed down. Rell saw the usual scene: the corner boys hopping, and stopping
passing cars as usual. He sighed from being embarrassed at where he lived. Jasmine sensed the
change in his body language.
That is my apartment on the left. said Rell
Okay honey I got you. Smiled Jasmine. I see Nigel beat us here.
Where is he? I dont see his car. said Rell as he looked for the Mercedes but Nigel loved
driving different cars.
Nigel was leaning against a XJ-6 Jaguar, gold coupe with factory spokes, it had a sleek, wide
body, and its shined even more under the lights. Rells eyes lit up at the sight of it. He was used
to seeing them in James Bonds movies. Rell stepped out of the car and headed to the rear of the
car to get his bags. Malik and his crew was littered over the stoop as usual, Rell and Jasmine
grabbed the bags out and made their way to the stoop. The corners boys were gawking, lurking
as they did. Jasmine was in front of Rell till he gently pulled her back and led the way. The
closer they got to the base of the stoop the louder the corner boys got. Nigel taking so much
interest had most of his neighbors wondering why.
Yo, Rell whos that sexy piece of ass you got with you. One corner boy yelled they burst
into laughter as Rell and Jasmine got closer.
The other guys in the pack that was sitting on the stoop chimed in hooting, whistling, and
catcalling. Rells demeanor went from relax to defensive as they cut through the mass on the step
one was even bold enough to brush her ass.
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Hold up, motherfucker I know you just didnt touch my ass. yelled Jasmine. Rell had
opened the door threw his bag into the apartment and was now truly pissed. Malik started
laughing because he had never seen Rell in this state.
Who the fuck touch her ass? Barked Rell
The noise of the crowd died down most of the old school corner boys knew Rell was good
with his hands but there was a lot of newbies that didnt and was going to try him because he was
always so quiet and a loner.
I did motherfucker. Yelled Tex, Maliks right hand man.
Rell was at the top of the stairs, he walked down daring any one of them to intervene, and the
tension was thick. Nigel looked on to see how Rell handled himself but also ready to be his
backup if needed.
So you one of them disrespectful brothers, right? questioned Rell
Get the fuck outta here. said Tex.
He sprang forward to hit Rell with a sucker punch but Rell moved out of the way and
connected his eye with a left followed up with a right to the jaw before Tex could get another
punch off and a barrage of punches followed.
Get his ass Tex. yelled Malik You better not let him whoop your ass.
I got this motherfucking punk ass nigga. responded Tex
Tex face was starting to swell from the impact of Rells punches, his squad was owwing, and
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was now blackened as he laid on the sidewalk. Rell just looked at the da mage he had done to
Tex.
Get your ass off that sidewalk. yelled Malik embarrassed Rell had whooped his crew
members ass.
You got me looking bad sorry no fighting motherfucker.
Malik cut his eyes at Rell with a surprised look. Jasmine was in shock that Rell had defended
her, himself so well. Nigel was no longer leaning on the car he was smiling like a proud father
after the ruckus.
Thats it rude boy kick ass take names lata. Said Nigel Malik side-eyed Nigel comments but
he knew better than to speak on it.
Jasmine made her way down the stairs which now had parted like the red sea, she was smiling
all the way. Tex still laid on the ground recovering from the ass beating Rell had laid on him; he
looked up at Rell with both of his eyes swollen hoping he wouldnt hit him anymore.
Now get up and tell her you sorry. demanded Rell
Tex managed to get to his feet and looked Jasmine in her face as his crew eyes burn holes
through him waiting to see his next move.
I am sorry for being disrespectful. muttered Tex
Nigga go ahead on with them troubles because if he wouldnt have I would have beaten your
ass. Jasmine said as she shooed him away.
Get the fuck over here. yelled Malik. What the fuck was that? You getting your ass beat by
the next man?
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Tex just bowed his head like a kid getting scolded by their parent his crew looked on as Malik
berated him. You letting this man beat your ass in front of your crew, said Malik
Thank you for defending my honor? said Jasmine sarcastically.
I was just saying that because their mouth and disrespect had to be checked. stammered
Rell. Jasmine was impressed he reminded her of Herc.
The corner boys started to disperse from Rells stoop murmuring as they did so, Maliks eyes
was fixed on Nigel. He knew him from the grocery store and had heard tidbits about him but
didnt understand how Rell had gone from rags to riches overnight. He was pissed that Tex had
just gotten his ass beat, it wasnt a good representation for his squad. He watched as Nigel, Rell,
and Jasmine conversed without a care in the world on what he perceived was his block after the
fight.
Why is this fucking blood clot looking over here? asked Nigel
Rude boy do we have a problem? Nigel asked
Malik just stared at Nigel as he questioned him, his crew that wasnt hopping gathered around
him Nigel walked toward the crowd with Rell and Jasmine at his side. No we dont have a
problem Nigel, answered Malik
Nigel moved his big frame well for his size as he was now eye to eye with Malik, the old
heads in Malik crew that knew Nigel scattered like roaches. Malik stood his ground as sweat
beaded his forehead and his heart raced.
I say again do we have a problem rude boy? asked Nigel.
Malik knew his crew had taken a blow today so he wasnt about to back down.
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This is my block I runs this bitch from corner to corner. barked Malik
Any money that flows through this bitch my hands touch so dont question me. sneered
Malik. Maliks crew jeered him on as he boasted, his crew was surprised at his boldness. Nigel
was nose to nose with Malik as his crew watched the standoff.
Buoy I will make this block red hot, so if you got any su-su (gossiping) about me I right
here, boasted Nigel.
This is your block for now. said Nigel. This neighborhoods mine always will be.
Man, go ahead on with that bullshit, responded Malik nonchalantly.
I been ere twenty years I might want to charge you property tax.
Really? Malik chuckled.
If I pay you hell will freeze over. I mean no disrespect but its not happening, added
Malik.
Malik backed away as he saw Nigel face grimaced at his remarks. Nigel facial expressions
had went from relaxed too pissed off. Rell and Jasmine took note of the change in Nigel
demeanor. Rell stepped in between the two men to break the tension which had escalated
quickly. Jasmine was impressed at how Rell had handled both situations; how he re mained calm
seeing how he exploded earlier.
Okay everybody lets go our separates ways, said Rell. Jasmine looked over at both men.
Believe me this is not the last of this, we will run into each other again, threatened Nigel.

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Malik and his crew fell back as they separated to go back to doing what they were doing
beforehand.
Nigel grumbled as they made his way back to his car. Malik was back barking orders to his
crew but they had moved a stoop over.
Well, on to other things I am digging this new look. joked Nigel.
Jasmine smiled at Nigel remarks. Rell just kind of brushed them off as he took in the going
ons of the block. Jasmine notice how Rells demeanor had changed also of how protected he was
of people around him. She knew he was a lot younger than her but her attraction for him was
crazy; she had never taken an interest in her clients before. Something about Rell drew security
and honesty for her in the little bit of time she was around him, plus she thought he was se xy, but
the fact that he hadnt discovered that about himself made him even more appealing. She knew
Rell was nave to certain things far as the streets and she wanted to help him learn because she
knew he would need schooling quickly to survive in them. Rell was talking to Nigel as Jasmine
was trapped in deep thought.
"Rude buoy you really look nice I almost didnt recognize you, chuckled Nigel. Rell had
changed into one of the outfits Jasmine picked before they left.
Rell smiled and responded, Man go ahead on with that. I look the same as I did before.
Jasmine chimed in and said, He is looking rather dapper, quite a handsome young man.
Rell quickly dug into his pockets and pulled out the money that was left over to give back to
Nigel.

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Nigel looked at Rell as though he had insulted him. His face grimaced as he saw what Rell
was doing. Jasmine noticed Nigel face also and placed her hands over Rells and guided his
hands back to his pocket. Rell picked up on what was going on and just put the money back in
his pocket, Nigel face was relaxed again. Rell looked at Jasmine who also had a relieved look on
her face.
When I give you something I dont want it back. fumed Nigel
If I wanted the remaining back I would have asked for it.
Well you know hes green, interjected Jasmine defensively. But I will personally teach
him. Jasmine smiled.
Jasmine loved Rells innocence and could tell his mother had shielded him from the world.
She knew he was willing to learn the game for himself but also for those around him. She could
tell he had been raised by an old fashioned mother with strict ways by the way he had defended
her honor plus she also saw his dark side that he suppresses, but it was sexy to see he had thats
side to him. It would benefit him in the game. She also knew Rell would need her to help him
fully embrace this lifestyle.
Well Rell you have made me proud. smiled Nigel
Rell had a look like a son who had aimed to please his father he beamed at Nigel accolades.
I see that you take orders very well I knew I had made the right decision
Nigel shook Rells hand and hugged Jasmine tightly as he made his way to leave.
So you gonna be the new Bonnie and Clyde? joked Nigel

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Jasmine and Rell looked at each other neither saying a word. Nigel was now sitting in the car
smiling like he had just won the lottery. Jasmine and Rell still had blank looks on their face.
Im just teaching him what he needs to know this isnt a partnership. she answered. The
best partnerships start that way, responded Nigel. Jasmine knew he was referring to her and
Herc.
Rell looked puzzled at the conversation that was going on around him, he looked at both of
them and said, Yall do realize I am standing here? I didnt sign up to rob banks, joked Rell
not realizing that his statement only Nigel and Jasmine understood.
Jasmine and Nigel both had what the fuck look on their face after Rell made the statement.
What the hell are you talking about, asked Jasmine as she laughed at the comment Rell had
made. I was responding to the partnership statement, answered Rell.
Yeah you got a lot to learn but I will school you. Dope Academy 101, joked Nigel.
Im looking forward to it, Rell smiled devilishly. Nigel looked as the two banter went on as
he crank the car to let them know he was about to leave.
Good job rude buoy I will be in touch, said Nigel as he rolled off in the Jaguar, Rell and
Jasmine both waved as he left. The sun was setting and Rell knew he had church tomorrow and
that his mother would be home in a little while so he looked at Jasmine and said, Let me walk
you to your car its getting late.
Jasmine was disappointed that she had to leave but she knew she would see him again and
that they would be spending lots of time together, so she was comforted by that fact as she
walked in front of Rell to her car. Jasmine steps slowed as she got closer.
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Well, I really have enjoyed your company today. smiled Jasmine

I enjoyed your company as well, I look forward to seeing you again. Rell said.
Rell stood in place as Jasmine got situated in the car. He had never spent this much time
with a female before and he had enjoyed every minute. Jasmine started to pull off then stopped.
Hey, I forgot to give you my numbers to reach me anytime. said Jasmine.
Do you need mine as well? Rell asked as she passed him her number. It will be our house
number, added Rell
Sure that way we can set up a time to talk and really get to know each other. she responded
They both exchanged numbers, after they did Jasmine rolled off. Rell watched her car
disappear before he moved. Rell turned around and walked toward his apartment all the while
taking in his surroundings especially after what had happened earlier today. As he reached the
top there were a few old heads and newbies sitting on the stoop Rell body tensed up. Thats
when one of them said,

Slim, you laid that ass whooping down today. the others agreed.

Rells body relaxed after the comments and getting dapped up. He was about halfway up the
stairs when one old head Rell knew from his brother said, So thats your shorty? Shes a straight
dime piece I see you making big moves.
All of them gave Rell dap after the statement was made. Rell was a loner so this type of
reception from them was out of the norm for him because most of the time it was no
communication from the corner boys.
Most of the old heads showed respect because of Rells older brother, Quan who was well
respected in the streets. Rell had finally made it in the house as he scooped up the bags of clothes
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to put them away in his room. After fifteen minutes of hanging, and folding cloths, Rell
collapsed on the bed with thoughts of Jasmine and all of todays events before drifting off to
sleep.

Chapter-3 Out With The Old In With The New

It was barely daylight as gunshots rang out. Rell was in a deep sleep when his mother burst
into his room, Are you okay?, she asked The gunshots got closer as Rell was now fully awaken
from his sleep, He heard sirens blaring,

It was barely daylight as gunshots rang out. Rell was

in a deep sleep when his mother burst into his room, Are you okay?, she asked The gunshots
got closer as Rell was now fully awaken from his sleep, He heard sirens blaring, and people
yelling as he and his mother finally had the nerve to peek out of his room blinds bodies were
spreaded out along the sidewalk. It looked like a scene from a movie. The police lights lit up the
sky; people were sitting on their stoops to see what exactly happened. Rell was still dressed in
his clothes from the day he had fell asleep in them. He could barely see anything from the police
cars. People who were now moving in closer to see what had happened. The flood of police, and
ambulances made one think that it had been a midnight slaughtering. Patrice had now made her
way to the stoop and wasnt shocked at the mass of people that had come to be nosey.
I bet its some of the little boys that hangs on that damn corner all day, Patrice responded.
Im not sure but by all the yellow tape and cops flooding the streets Im sure its serious,
Rell replied. Rell mind raced knowing he had to talk to his mother about Nigels proposition and
tonights events wouldnt help his case.

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Patrice could hear people whispering that at least fo ur corner boys bodies was scattered in
the street including that of Tex killed execution style, Patrice continued gawking and figured she
would get more information as the crowd thinned out by passerbys talking and the revelation
she heard from the stoop earlier was sitting at the mind. Rell and Nigel would definitely feel her
wrath if he lied.
Thats why I tell you to stay in the house if I am not at home, these streets will always win.
remarked Patrice to Rell.
Rell just nodded his head in agreeance, knowing all along that he would be a part of the
streets soon enough to give his mother a better life. He just told himself it was for the greater
good he just had to sell her on it.
It seemed like hours past when the crime scene before the crime scene became more visible.
People were leaving but police lights still lit up the neighborhood. People were shaking their
heads murmuring about the shooting .The coroner was bagging, tagging on the scene. Rell, and
his mother was still posted up on the stoop when somebody yelled, You dont fuck with Nigel
and them Jamaicans, and they took out the block. The random passerby comments sent chills up
Rells spine knowing Nigel was behind it. He watched as the coroner had started loading up
bodies into the hearse, coroners wagon. It all had become a reality to him now. Was Nigel really
behind the hits or was it a deal gone badly? Rell thought back to earlier today when Malik and
Nigel had heated words with each other, as the crowd had finally cleared out Rell could see the
blood soaked street, pavement, and shell casings scattered all on the ground. Patrice covered her
mouth at the aftermath; Rell could see the hurt, and disbelief in his mothers eyes and face. Rell
looked for signs of the corner and jack boys he knew were a part of Maliks crew but there

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were no signs of them as the crime scene were growing sparse by the minute after hours of being
locked down.
But as he peered through the now thinning crowd Rell saw Nigel in the midst of the crowd, he
had never been one to have presence in the hood like he was tonight, and you would occasionally
see him cruising through on his way to his store. He noticed Rell was looking at him as he made
his way through the crowd he just winked to acknowledge him on his way to his car. Rell just
looked as Nigel disappeared in the crowd.

Chapter-4 All Debts Settled

Daylight had finally come; and Rell was awakening to his mother pleading with bill collectors
on the phone about a disconnection on Monday.
Well if you feel you can cut my power off then have at it, she responded.

Patrice was so

pissed at how the power company representative had no compassion for her situation.
Shit, now how am I going to pay this damn power bill? Patrice uttered.
Rell knew he couldnt give her the money directly so he had to figure out a way to get the bill
paid because an explanation on where the money came from seeing he only worked part-time.
Mama whats wrong? Are you alright? asked Rell playing like he hadnt heard the
conversation.
Patrices eyes were swelling up with tears with her hands now wiping her face. She was
shaking her head after hearing this bad news. She had always done her best to ke ep a roof over

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their head and for her it was a losing battle no matter how hard she worked. Rell put his hand on
her shoulder to console her.

Mama, how much is the bill? asked Rell.

Why, its not like you can pay the damn bill by Monday. Patrice snapped. Do they have a
drop box? asked Rell Again I say you cant pay it kill the questio ns, yes they have a drop box.
Rell could feel the cut of his mother tongue with her remark, he just turned around and
headed into his room where he sat on the bed, picked up the jeans he had worn and counted the
money inside its pockets which totaled $2,700.00. His eyes widened at the amount because he
hadnt counted it before. He was trying to figure out a way to pay the bills without his mother
knowing. Just as he had put the money away his mother knocked on the door.
Oh yeah mister dont think I didnt notice those new clothes you had on. she snapped.
Now where exactly did those clothes come from? I know I didnt buy them? Patrice asked
sternly leading into asking about what she had overheard. So you selling dope now? Patrice
questioned Rell. Rell head dropped at her question never one to lie to his mother answered, Not
yet but I will be. So that why Nigel has a sudden interest in you? countered Patrice. Did you
not learn anything from what happened less than a block from here? Patrice eyes welled up with
tears feeling like she had failed as a parent and cursing Rells father for not raising his sons.
Ma, stop crying its for the good of everybody, responded Rell as he stood to hug her. Well,
you only months away from being eighteen I cant stop you.
Patrice was eyeing the room as she was talking to Rell; she made her way to the closet while
not skipping a beat, scolding him as she snatched opened the closet which was now packed with
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I am still waiting on you to tell me where these damn clothes came from. Patrice yelled
How you get them if you havent sold any dope I dont agree but its your life.
Rell looked as she pulled clothes out of their bags and they were now scattered all over the
room.
Rell was still trying to calm his mother down but to no avail, Patrice didnt stop her tantrum
till all of the clothes were in a pile on the floor.
All I can do is pray for you. she yelled
I work too damn hard for you to be doing stupid shit, didnt you see those motherfuckers
getting tagged and bagged this morning? she yelled.
Mama Calm down, Nigel brought the clothes for me. Rell finally responded.
Patrice believed him because she knew Rell wasnt a liar and was forthcoming.
Mama if you dont believe me you can call him I have no reason to lie to you. said Rell.
Patrice knew where they came from she heard Nigels name mentioned when she overheard the
old heads talking.
I dont need your permission to call Nigel to ask him. snapped Patrice.
Patrice could tell that her tantrum had upset Rell so she sat there mad at herself for her actions
she knew the day was coming like his brother, Quan his was following in his fathers footsteps.
Snook I am so sorry I can really be a bitch sometimes. she said as she made her way
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Snook was the nickname she had given him as a kid and what she called him when she
wanted to be endearing. Rell just opens his arms to embrace his mom because he knew they were
each others only support system. After the embrace Patrice started picking the clothes up, Rell
just shook his head as she did so.
I am so glad that you have someone like Nigel to look out for you. said Patrice. Its not the
path I would want for you but youre the one who has to walk it.
Rell just smiled knowing he couldnt tell his mother the whole story, but he knew he had to
make moves to get the light bill paid; he knew he would need Jasmine to make this happen.
Mama I am going out with a friend of mine later. said Rell. Patrice looked at Rell like she
knew he was up to something.
So who is this friend of yours? Patrice inquired
Her name is Jasmine. Rell boasted. I met her through Nigel. She reminds me of you.
Patrice blushed at his words she was just glad it wasnt any of the thirsty thots from the
neighborhood.
Patrice just smiled at Rells confession, she knew that her son was growing into manhood, she
would have to respect that and give him space to grow. Rell headed to the bathroom to jump in
the shower to get his day started. Patrice sat on the bed marinating on the fact that her son had a
lady friend. Thirty minutes later Rell was dressed and dialing Jasmine number, he knew her
driving him around would get him around quicker than catching the subway or bus so he dialed
her number.
Hello. Who is this? Jasmine answered knowing it was Rell she was anticipating his call.

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This is Rell remember me Nigels friend? I have a situation I need your help with,
responded Rell continued without letting her acknowledge him.
Jasmine responded coyly, Oh hey, how you doing? Whats going on? what you need?
After he explained his situation to her, Jasmine was more than willing to help. She loved how he
was willing to step up for his mother. Thirty minutes later Jasmine was outside blowing her horn.
Rell went to the door to tell Jasmine cut her car off and come meet his mother so she exited her
car and made her way up the stoop. This was the only day that Rell can ever recall seeing the
stoop not populated with corner boys, and neighborhood heads. Jasmine was beaming as she
sashayed up each step. Rells eyes danced at the rhythm. Rell called his mother in the living
room to meet Jasmine who was now feeling special because most men she dated never had a
relationship with their mother, let alone thought enough of her to introduce her even if they did.
Patrice walked into the living room where they were sitting; she smiled at the sight of Jasmine.
Hello. I am Patrice. Rell told me about you this morning, he spoke highly of you. Jasmine
smiled at what Patrice said.
Im Jasmine. I met Rell through Nigel he is very respectful, a sign of good raising. said
Jasmine, as they were bonding, Rell went in the kitchen to look for the utility bill he would need.
Rell played it off and asked, Jasmine, would you like something to drink?
Sure, I would love something to drink, answered Jasmine all the while keeping Patrice
engaged and distracted so Rell could put his plan in play.
As Rell looked for the power bill, he hurriedly brought Jasmine a glass of Coke then he
headed back into the kitchen to look for all utility bills. Two minutes later he broke up their
bonding moment.
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Jasmine, are you ready? she knew that was the signal that he had the bills in his hand.
Sure, so I can get you back home. Jasmine giggled.
Miss Patrice it was a pleasure meeting you. said Jasmine as she reached out to embrace
Patrice.
It was a pleasure meeting you too. said Patrice. Rell and Jasmine made their way out of the
apartment hurriedly. Rell took in the neighborhood, the neighborhood was quiet from the
massacre that took place in the early morning hours. Jasmine noticed that the neighborhood was
almost deserted
Yesterday was now on mute Jasmine unlocked the car door and they were on their way Rell
was in deep thought wondering who all got hit earlier in the morning in the shooting spree and if
Nigel was responsible.
It was an hour later when Rell had handled the situation for his mother. He had paid all her
bills with cash to spare he was embracing the fact of being able to take care of his mother and
having money, fresh gear, and Jasmine to have his back . He wanted to get something nice for
her.
So you have plans for today? Rell asked. I aint got nothing to do, Jasmine smiled. What
do you have in mind?
I was figuring we could hangout for a while. said Rell. If you want too.
Jasmine was smiling from ear to ear after Rell made the statement. She loved the fact that he
was younger but he had agreed to take care of his mother; he hadnt got poisoned, contaminated

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by the dope game, money, or the streets yet. Rell had naiveness to him that she loved, So you
want to rock with me like that? Rell joked.
So you ready to take this city over? Jasmine interjected I want to get this money,
answered Rell. Whether you was ready or not baby you about to be the new borough king.
Rell listened intensely at her words because he knew in order to give his mother the life that
he wanted her to have it would come with sacrifice and he was glad Jasmine would be at his side
to do so. Just like Jasmine was examining Rell he was doing the same to her because he was
taken by her beauty, and assets; but in the game he knew he would need her loyalty, but from
what she had shown him so far he definitely knew she was a down ass women who would go to
the end for him. He knew at the same time their bond had to be formed, Rell knew he would
have to learn fast, adapt quickly to all facets but with Jasmine at his side, he had no worries. He
did give it a second thought; Rell looked at her as he was thinking about all that had transpired
that led up to last nights shooting and that Nigels hand was in it.
So you thinking about me over there? joked Jasmine
Rell was in deep thought and her comment caught him off guard and responded, Evidently,
you over there thinking about me. Rell said boastfully. Jasmine was caught off guard by his
response not so much for the answer but the fact he was comfortable with her. She was watching
his innocence disappear. As he laid back, Jasmine unfastened her seatbelt as she parked the car,
positioned herself where she was face to face with Rell as he reclined back in the seat with his
Yankees ball cap cocked to the side, she went in for the kiss. Rell co uldnt move he took in the
softness of her lips, he could taste her breath as she slid her tongue in his mouth. He lightly
sucked on it. Jasmine hands roamed on her breast as they were in the lip lock. She felt his

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massive bulge as she propped her hand on his leg but Rell flinched because he was in
unchartered territory. Jasmine knew by the way he flinched that he was a virgin, but that big
cock now bulging down his leg would make her think otherwise.
As much as the monster that was swelling in Rells pants felt against her hand she needed to
slow it down and handle the mission at hand. She didnt want to kill their vibe that was forming
and make Rell uncomfortable. So she eased back in her seat still shocked at what she felt in his
pants. She could feel her panties getting really wet from this parked car make out session. Rell
was quiet, and embarrassed by the growth that was now subsiding in his pants.
Jasmine broke the silence by asking, So you want to go get something to eat after you get
your mom squared away?
Rell stuttered, Yeah thats cool. Where do you want to go?
Jasmine crank the car up as they made the way to Amsterdams downtown. It was a bit
upscale but Rell felt like Jasmine deserved that and more, if it was in his hands both of the
women in his life would have that and more. Jasmine was driving and daydreaming thinking how
that Rell could have a dick that big. Jasmine had been with a lot of men in her life but none that
was packing like Rell, but she knew her and the weapon in his pants were going to become up
close and personal with it in due time. It was thirty minutes later and they were sitting in a back
booth of the restaurant. She had slid besides Rell as he was reading the menu when she slid her
hand over his crotch. Because where they were seated, no one could see them. Jasmine reached
over wrestled with his button on his Grey, Sean John jeans finally unfastening them, and her
hand made its way inside of his boxers as she freed his big 12 cock. She gasped at the site of it
standing fully erect no one had visibility to them so she started stroking it slowly, from the

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bottom to the top Rell fell back in the booth cause the only hand that had touched him there was
his own hands. Jasmine stroked his cock masterfully as Rell kept a look out as she worked his
dick, her finger brushing at the head wiping the pre cum using it as lubrication. The restaurant
was packed and their waiter had told them it would be awhile before he could take their orders
which was a green light for Jasmine who had now dropped to her knees in the booth she was face
to face with the monster as she let spit drip from her mouth to the tip, before she wrapped her
lips around his dick, she was stroking, sucking as Rell tried to maintain his composure as her lips
was under the table sucking his dick like there was no tomorrow. He just laid back eyes partially
opened, silently sighing as he was reaching climax. Minutes later he jerked as his dick exploded,
it must of caught Jasmine off guard cause her head thumped the table as Rells monster erupted
as it was he felt her lips cover it which added to the intensity of the dick sucking she was laying
on him. His body was convulsing, but he knew he had to keep it together not to draw attention,
he just bit his lip and hit the table, Jasmine cleaned up was now back in her seat beside him she
had used the silverware napkin to clean up the mess from her hand he had made she was now re
applying her lipstick as Rell sat in a daze like the effects a blunt would give he was relaxed as
she looked at him giggling uncontrollably.
Jasmine then replied, Cat got your tongue? Are you okay? Do you need anything, she
giggled. Rell was stuck on stupid from the climax so he was silent for about five minutes when
he spoke he stammered,Yeah I'm good. Jasmine knew she had him now because he was a
virgin Rell reaction was priceless to her, So did you enjoy it? she inquired. Rell just shook his
head as he was surprised that Jasmine had pulled such a bold act. What the what?, he asked
still tongue tied as the waiter grimaced knowing what had took place as he saw Jasmine
refreshing her lip- gloss . So when am I going to get to feel that log in your pants? she

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questioned Rell. The questioning made Rell nervous. Jasmine looked at him side-eyed waiting
for him to answer before he could she responded, That right there in them jeans is mine now so
tell all them little bitches that going to be snooping around smelling money its mine. Okay,
baby I hear you, Rell smiled. The waiter ignored the conversation as he cleaned the table off.
Can you get us a box for the rest of this food, please? Rell asked as he slid three crisp hundred
dollar bills to the waiter.
Five minutes later the waiter was back and saidHeres your change, Sir. as he and Jasmine
just sat at the table talking. How much change is it? asked

Jasmine the waiter answered,

$134.76? I didnt realize till after I got to the register that he had overpaid me, the waiter
responded. How much have you made in tips tonight. pried Jasmine looking at the almost
empty section .The waiter hesitated on answering About 33.00 but I been here since this
morning. he announced sadly.
Well, keep that and here take my number and call me if you want to more than youre
making make working here, smiled Jasmine.
Yes maam I will call you first thing tomorrow, Rell smiled as he walked away. I need
help around my boutique and you can still work here. In all the excitement Jasmine almost
forgot to ask him his name. The waiter facial expression changed as she made him the offer.
Rell just watched as Jasmine finesse the deal. Your name? giggled Jasmine. My name is
Tyreek I got excited about making some real money.
You ready to go baby boy? Jasmine asked as she smiled at Rell.
What you acting like I have a curfew or something. boasted Rell Jasmine burst out laughing
and responded, So I suck your dick and youre a boss now? Rell was smiling like a boss and
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answered. Damn right and your my chick. Jasmine was taken aback by his response, smiled
and shot back , So if I go call your mother and ask her what time you need to be home she
going to say hes a boss no curfew. Rell was still smiling and responded, Thats my word call
and tell her Im crashing at your spot tonight. Jasmine pulled out her cellphone and dialed
Patrices number she answered by the third ring, Hello, Ms. Patrice. I was wondering what
time I need to have Rell home, Patrice paused not wanting to dampen Rells night answered,
Its the weekend baby no curfew hes about to be a man plus I trust you. Jasmine joke had
backfired as she ended the call, Yes, maam.
Okay, Boss what now? she teased Rell. He looked at her confidently and asked, What did
she say that I was a motherfucking boss. Jasmine was getting turned on by his new confident.
Damn, thats all it took was a good head job to boost his confidence? Jasmine thought to
herself
No, she said you better have your ass in the house by one, joked Jasmine. Rells facial
expression changed to disappointment because his dick was in overdrive.
She said that for real. Rell asked his ego now deflated at Jasmines response. Jasmine saw
his disappointment and figured she had carried the prank on long enough. She looked him
directly in the eye and said, SIKEEEEEE, as she burst out in laughter.
Rell looked relieved because he had plans of spending the night at her place waking up to
Jasmine.

Chapter-5 Love Is In The Air

Patrice rushed out of the shower as the phone rung uncontrollably as she answered it.
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Hello this Patrice, she answered.

Hey, Patrice this Nigel, Nigel responded. Patrice smile d because she admired Nigel but not
so much the thing he was doing with Rell but she respected him and put a blind eye to it.
Is Rell around? he asked
No he and Jasmine are hanging out tonight. she answered.
Oh, are you okay? Do you need anything? he questioned. Patrice felt herself blushing at his
concern. Secretly she had always had a crush on Nigel for years. Nigel flirted with her as well
but neither acted on it.
So do you have plans for tonight? Nigel asked. Patrice fe lt her body heating up it had been
years since a man had shown any interest in her that was worthy of her time.
No, I was going to watch some T.V. and go to bed. Patrice answered.
Would you like to join me for dinner? Nigel asked. A silence fell on the conversation as
Patrice was shocked that Nigel had asked her out. He would on occasions compliment her in
the store but nothing for her to pay any mind to; but his invitation was bold.
I just got out of the shower Im not dressed. Patrice giggled.
How long will it take you to get dressed? Nigel inquired.
Probably about 30 minutes. Patrice responded.
Okay I will see you in 30 minutes. He responded then ended the call. Patrice still surprised
at Nigel boldness, headed to the closet and pulled out a blue dress with white speckled design

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and a pair of black pumps, 15 minutes later she was dressed, applying lipstick, and checking
herself out in the full length mirror that was on back of her closet door.
Not bad, she giggled as it had been years since she had been in a mans company intimately
since Rells Dad. He chose the drug life over her, all the time she knew that every woman in the
neighborhood was after Nigel because he had money but was rumored to be a Kingpin. She
wasnt much for rumors but she took him just to be a generous man. As she was putting on the
finishing touches the doorbell rang repeatedly. Patrice made her way to the door.
Who is it? She asked What do you need?
Its Malik and Roach.
Is Rell home? Malik asked Patrice paused because she knew that Rell and Malik wasnt
friends.
What do you need with him? Before she could complete her sentence she heard the
cracking of the door being kicked opened. Patrice panicked; she ran and grabbed her 12 gauge
shotgun that was behind the couch she had for protection and let off two rounds into the door.
Oh shit Im hit. she heard one of them yelled. The impact ripped a plug out of Roach as
Malik drugged him down the stairs. Oh shit man it burns like hell, said Roach
If you still standing you better go on about your business. yelled Patrice as she pumped the
shotgun again. She heard rumbling outside and she peeked out the window they had left but the
blood trail was relevant someone got hit. Patrice saw Nigel pulling up so she yanked the door
open and saw blood splatters trailing down the steps. Nigel parked his car and ran up the stairs

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toward Patrice still in shock. Her adrenaline was pumping and she was still holding the gun.
Nigel was on the stoop 9mm in hand.
What the hell happened Patrice, are you okay? He asked as he reached for the shotgun.
Patrice was a little shaken but okay.
Yeah Im okay, It just happened so quickly. Nigel called an on call maintenance service to
fix Patrices door.
Yeah this Nigel I need a repair job 537 Lennox Ave., ASAP.
Look at my fucking door, Patrice shook her head. Nigel grabbed her hand and told her it
was gonna be okay. I got someone coming to fix it now
Just as he ended the call everyone was peering out their doors or sitting on their stoops, police
rolled up and the crowd thinned as more sirens blared in the background. The officer made his
way toward Nigel and Patrice.
Hey Dave, what you doing in a black and white? Joked Nigel knowing that he was a
detective.
Asshole chief doesnt care for me too much. He responded.
So what happened here? He asked
Young ass punks tried to break in on Ms. Patrice, and she defended herself. The other
officers on the scene controlled the crowd, you could hear them in background, Theres nothing
to see here, as they shooed them back toward their sidewalks and stoops. Some officers were
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Hey, Sergeant it ends right here, a rookie yelled back down the sidewalk. Nigel pulled
Detective Davidson to the side and asked him, How can we make this all go away and I handle
it? Davidson chose his words carefully before answering.
Well my usual patrolling fee can always be better? Davidson answered.
Just come by the store tomorrow. Nigel told him. Davidson checked to make sure Patrice
was okay.
Are you okay maam? Patrice shook her head yes as Davidson made his way back to his
car, a black van was pulling up Addison Construction was on the side it came to a stop in front of
Patrice and Nigel.
Nigel, Ms. Patrice give us a call if we can be of further assistance. Davidson flagged the
officers to wrap it up.
What the hell just happened? asked the older man looking puzzled. Nigel just smiled as an
older man with a cigar made his way up the stoop followed by two younger guys.
Damn, Nigel what the hell happened here? he asked a gain.
Long story for a later day. Nigel answered.
I want the door replaced with a metal one reinforced heavy. Patrice was loving the way
Nigel had diffused the situation.
Are you still hungry? Nigel smiled to Patrice.
I can eat, was her response to Nigel as they made walked to the car.

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Addison, you come by the store tomorrow or just call me when youre done. said Nigel
before grabbing Patrices hand heading to lead her too his car.

Fuck man, that bitch put a slug in you. said Malik as he applied pressure to the makeshift
bandage on Roachs side. Roach grimaced as he did so sweating profusely. She ripped you
good, said Malik
Awww shittt it burns man. Roach whimpered .Malik had to figure out a way to get him
medical treatment because Roach was innocent.
Can you walk? asked Malik as Roach was now starting to fade in and out with his shirt
soaked with blood.

Hold on, man Hold on we got to get you to a hospital. yelled Malik.

Roach was losing consciousness fast as Malik tried to keep him woke, Stay your ass woke.
said Malik as he carried Roach to his car and laid him in the backseat. Just as he crank the car, a
black van with tinted windows pulled beside him and blocked him in.
Ayee watch the fuck out, Im in a hurry. He yelled. The door to the van slid open and two
Jamaicans with Uzis jumped out yelling, Bumbaclot you fuck up you die today. Then t hey let
loose what seemed like a hundred rounds in a matter of seconds, the car was riddled with bullets.
Just as quick as they came they were gone. Nigel and Patrice were finishing up dinner when his
phone rang. Hello, this is Nigel.
The voice on the other end spoke, Job completed we bagged and tagged two, they
responded and the call ended.
Nigel smiled and replied, Great job now take a vacation until we move forward.

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Patrice couldnt hear the conversation because of the background noise, but figured it was
important for Nigel to answer it.
Im sorry that was rude of me, said Nigel. Patrice just fanned his comments away.
I know you a busy man no harm done. Patrice smiled.
So do you bring all your dinner guest to five star restaurants? She asked.
Nigel just smiled and said, Five star guest deserve five star treatment. Dont you agree?
I guess, but I cant answer that, she joked. Nigel admired Patrice but out of respect for Rell
he would keep at it mild flirting. Patricia was enjoying his banter.
Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight? asked Nigel. His compliment threw her
whole nature to be inquisitive off as she just blushed.
Thank you, this old thing. Patrice had purchased the dress a year ago but he would never
know.
Would you care for dessert this evening? asked the waiter they both declined.
Well, its getting late I have taken up enough of your time.
Im enjoying the company. Nigel responded.
I got you a suite at the Waldorf- Astoria until you feel comfortable going home.
Patrice just blushed again. She wanted so much to take him up on his offer, but instead she
graciously declined and said, Thank you for looking after us its greatly appreciated, but my
work clothes are at home, she responded.
I will take you by there to get your clothes. He answered.
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Chapter 6- Grown Man Sh

Rell and Jasmine had finally made it back to her place.
So you sure you ready for this? She asked Rell as he was palming her ass all the way from
the car.
I was born ready. The real question is are you ready? He smiled still feeling himself from
the restaurant. ? He smiled still feeling himself from the restaurant.
I can hold my own. Where is your bathroom, he asked as he took in her nicely decorated
apartment. It was filled with fine leather furniture and afghan rugs. The walls were pastel
colored like a magazine. Jasmine saw her answering machine light blinking as she hit the play
button Nigel voice boom, Hey baby-girl we got situation I need you all to call me ASAP.
Rell had made it back into the living-room, Wassup, baby whats wrong? Rell saw the
expression on Jasmine face.
Nigel want us to call him sounds important, she answered.
So you gonna call him? Asked Rell.
You call him heir, she teased
Give me the phone I sure as hell will, he responded. Rell dialed the number.
Nigel whats wrong this Rell wassup?
Its been handled Malik and Roach tried to run up on your mom but she held her own, he
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Anger rose up in Rell for the fact that the weak ass niggas would try some shit like that.
Where is my mom, he shouted.
Young one calm down shes with me. Them niggas wont see another day; its a wrap.
Rell was mad but at the same time Nigel took care of the situation.
Hold on. Shes right here, he said as he handed Patrice the p hone.
Hey baby Im okay, Nigel got me a room at the Astoria, said Patrice. Plus he has men at
the apartment fixing the door.
Ma, Im sorry I wasnt there. It will never happen again. I put that on my life, said Rell. I
am about to come too you now. Stay where youre at, said Patrice
Didnt he say it was handled, yelled Patrice. Jasmine was smiling in the background
because between the movie and blowjob, he was on some other shit she thought but at the same
time it was turning her on.
Tell him to sit his ass down Ms. Patrice, Jasmine teased. Rell was grateful for Nigel
handling the situation. It only fueled his desire to take over the game even more.
Well, get some sleep and you all join us for breakfast tomorrow we will talk, said Nigel as
he ended the call. Rells mind wondered how he would kill these two punk asses for treachery
and recklessness if Jones hadnt already. He kind of wished he didnt so he could have the joy
of killing them.
Baby, you ready to go to bed? Jasmine asked.
Say what babe, Rell answered as he sat in a chair across from Jasmine

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Cmon lets lay it down, Jasmine repeated. Rell slightly smiled as his dick instantly went
hard. Thinking back to the restaurant he was ready to lose his virginity.
They made their way down the hallway to her bedroom. Rells mouth fell open as he looked
at the canopy bed that was draped with multi-colored shears like that of an Arabian princess.
Also her big screen television was mounted in the wall, the tiles were corralled colored Italian
tile, covered with an off green hand woven Afghan rug.
Damnnn, this is nice, Rell responded. The bed sat high and there were footstools on both
sides.
Jasmine just smiled and responded, What you thought I was some low level broad? Boy
please. Rell was truly impressed with Jasmine taste.
Rell sat in a high grade leather recliner, Damn, Ma this here is nice, Rell said as he
released the foot rest.
Okay, while youre playing Im going to get in my shower, smiled Jasmine
Rell smiled as she handed him the remote and went into the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later,
Jasmine was coming out of the bathroom with a scarf on her head, cotton pajamas, and some
multi-colored socks.
What the hell? thought Rell to himself and his erection disappeared.
The bathroom is all yours, smiled Jasmine. She saw the disappointment in his face and said,
Im not fucking you till your legal your eighteen. I want the dick badly. Rell, right now
you need to be focused on learning the game baby, dont take this opportunity lightly but its
show and prove for you.
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Rell knew she was kicking knowledge so he didnt even front he just got up to go get his
shower, Hey, babe I dont have anything to change into, said Rell.
I got you, go ahead and get in the shower, said Jasmine.
Rell went into the bathroom and 10 minutes later he was standing in a gray white beater, and
gray Polo boxers. Jasmine pussy instantly got wet as she saw his dick print protruding like a
dangling hose. She was mesmerized the way his dick imprinted his boxers.
Baby, I need something to sleep in, said Rell
She pointed to a dresser, It should be some gym shorts and t-shirts in there.
Rell opened the drawer to a vast array of tees and Nike shorts; he was puzzled as to why she
had so many.
So you expect me to wear your past mans shit? snapped Rell.
Let me check your ass real quick. I like this little persona you got going but those tees and
shorts are mine. Did your dumbass forgot I sell men clothes? Dumb ass statement, Jasmine
yelled at his what she thought dumb question.
Rell sat there looking dumbfounded and feeling like a complete ass. My bad babe, I wasnt
thinking, responded Rell knowing he was wrong for his accusations. Rell knew he had to fix it
and else he was going to bed with a hard dick. So let me get this right you will give me head but
no ass? Rell asked. Jasmine responded, You really think you ready?, as she reached in a
drawer and pulled out a Magnum condom and tossed it too him. Rell slapped the condom on just
as quickly as she tossed it. Rells dick stood up like the Eiffel Tower as he pulled Jasmine to him
as he kissed the back of her neck while pressing his hardened dick against her ass, rolling her
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nipples with his fingers slightly pulling them as he slid his hands under her shirt. Oh shit,
damn, escaped her lips as he lightly sucked and kissed on her neck. Jasmine reached back as
pulled on his hardened 12 cock. Jasmine bent over and Rell raised her nightgown as he gently
slid into her sopping wet pussy. OOOOOO, Fucckk work that big dick, Jasmine moaned as her
pussy gripped his dick Rell was soaked as her pussy juices oozed out with every stroke. Beat
this pussy up you wanted it now get it, as she reached back and spreaded her ass cheeks so he
could long stroke her exploding pussy. You thought I wasnt ready? said Rell as his cum filled
the condom and he collapsed beside Jasmine and they drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 7 Under New Management

Nigel woke up on the couch, he looked at his watch and it was 6:15a.m. He rose to his feet
and quietly peeked in on Patrice who was sleeping peacefully. He smiled to himself about the
events from the night before impressed at how Patrice handled the situation. Nigel knew he
would definitely have to line up a top-notch squad for Rell because he planned to put the city in a
choke hold by pushing 50-100 keys a month. He was so deep in thought he didnt notice Patrice
walk up behind him.
Hey stranger you okay? asked Patrice as she place her hand on Nigel shoulder. Nigel was
truly taken with Patrice all the years he known her she was a hardworking, responsible mother.
Yeah just thinking and taking in last night. Nigel responded. I dont know what I would do
if I lost you. Patrice smiled at Nigel comments. Believe me its mutual we are lucky to have
you in our lives, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Their admiration for one another had

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been an on-spoken one as it now was making its way to the surface and needed to be addressed
soon.
Are you hungry? I can order you room service.
Patrice declined, Thats okay you have done more than enough. I got to get out of here, I
have to be the work at 8:00. Patrice hurriedly got dressed
Okay, well just drop me off at my store and take my car, I can get Jasmine to take me home
to get another, Nigel responded. Patrice was shocked that he was so willing to let her drive his
new BMW 740.
You do have license dont you? Nigel asked.
Yes, I have license, I drive a city bus, Patrice laughed. So you gonna let me drive your
brand new car?
Okay its settled, if youre ready you can drop me off now, Nigel responded. Nigel, Rell
told me about your proposition and Im against it but I trust you, said Patrice. Nigel was caught
off- guard and surprised that Rell had told Patrice. Well, he told me he wanted to make more
money and give you a break from working so much. I found that honorable and offered a
solution, Nigel responded. Ive lost a lot to the streets can you guarantee I want lose him?
asked Patrice. I cant make that promise but what I can guarantee is I will protect him like my
own and give yall a good life and stability, Nigel answered Patrice as honestly as he could.
With this life comes good and bad I want him to see only the good but thats not realistic.
Patrice answered, I wanted him to go to college but theres no guarantees he will be safe there
either with all the shootings on college campuses. Nigel asked, So do we have your

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blessings? Patrice was quiet for a moment then answered, Yes now come on before Im late for
work. Nigel smiled as he handed her the keys and they were on their way.

Chapter 8- Step Your Game Up

Rell woke up smiling after his night with Jasmine and losing his virginity. Patrice had raised him
with the philosophy to much is given much is required. He knew that with this opportunity that
Nigel blessed him with that it would change him like it did Quan, who was an all-star track and
baseball star before his hunger for the streets and the game took over. He was willing to sacrifice
everything for the love of his mother. Rell knew he didnt want to make whatever mistakes his
father made that lead to his death. His recollection of it was vague because it was something
Patrice never talked about.
Jasmine and Rell were getting dressed when Jasmine said, If yall about to have that block
popping off, you need to move your mother or else shes going to be a target.
Yeah, I was thinking that too. Im going to talk to Nigel about that this mor ning when we
meet, answered Rell.
Also, once we got her situated we can use our old apartment as our central spot. I figure
that will be our honey hole.
Hours later, everybody was in Nigel office before going to go eat breakfast.
Wassup, everybody, said Nigel as he sat behind his desk.
Wassup, they responded in unison as they took their seats.

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Listen, I need everybody focused. We about to flood the city with fifty to hundred keys,
ASAP.
Hold up before we get started with anything, after what happened last night I dont want my
mom in that hood, interrupted Rell.
Nigel was taken aback by Rells sudden aggressiveness as well as Jasmine.
I agree with you young one you will get no argument out of me, a greed Nigel.
I am going to definitely get at Malik and Roach, Rell added.
Silence fell on the room as Nigel interrupted and said, Thats taken care of young one.
That was for me to take care of, Rell snapped.
Nigel interjected and said, Young one pump your brakes were family and I said it was taken
care of, you need to drop it. Bullshit to the side lets Nigel interjected and said, Young one
pump your brakes were family and I said it was taken care of, you need to drop it. Bullshit to
the side lets get this money.
Rell settled down as Nigel continued, I was thinking you would need a squad but I will leave
that to your right hand man to pick, added Nigel.
I have someone I want you to meet. Before he finished, the office door was opening as all
eyes fixed on the door.
What the fuck? Said Rell as he saw the person coming through the door. It was no other
than his older brother Quan, who was just as shocked as Rell.
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Rell jumped out of his seat and

Im not fucking with this bum ass dude, yelled Rell as Jasmine grabbed him. Nigel was in
shock at the brothers reaction toward each other.
He left me and my mother just like our bum ass father, Rell shouted.
After the words cleared his mouth Quan stole him with an uppercut that knock him and
Jasmine back as she held onto him.
Hold the fuck up now you aint gonna be stealing him while Im holding him back, yelled
Jasmine.
Nigel yelled, Kill this shit right now. Either youre in and work out yall shit out or get the
fuck out of my office.
Both of them calmed down immediately because they both knew it was a bunch of money to
be made.
Jasmine, I need you to call Ms. Patrice and show her the house I have on Marlowe Ave,
Said Nigel.
Good idea, said Rell. Because shes my world and if something happened to her that
whole block would bleed red, grimaced Rell.
Im going to step out and talk to Jasmine while yall handle your differences, said Nigel as
he followed Jasmine out.
Jasmine looked at Nigel side-eyed as he closed the door, What the hell you doing?
Nigel just smiled. They heard the rumbling as Quan was first to his feet and landed two
straight jabs to Rells midsection. When in return, Rell landed a flurry of haymakers to Quans
face. Quan rushed him and he bounced off the wall.
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Motherfucker you aint about this life, yelled Quan as Rell regained his composure and bull
rushed him into the door. Backing off, Rell landed a straight jab that knocked Quan out.
You punk ass bitch. Them my corners, mine; and you work for me, said a winded Rell.
Nigel knocked on the door as the ruckus went silent, Rell drug Quan out to the entranceway.
Nigel just smiled; he was right about Rell, it just had to be brought out of him. Quan was still out
cold minutes later.
Get your ass up, said Rell as he slapped Quan and he regained consciousness.
Is everything worked out between you two? Pointed Nigel as he sat back down. Rell rose
from his seat and helped Quan to his feet and looked at him and asked, Are we good dawg?
Quan grimaced then dapped him up and said, Yeah, we good. Lets get this money.
Alright, if yall ladies done, lets finish talking about how we going to take this city over.
Hell yeah, lets knock these clowns off their squares, responded Quan.

Chapter-9 New Beginnings

Patrice met Jasmine at Nigels store and they were on their way to look at the house as they
were talking away.
So Ms. Patrice, looks like you have a secret admirer, Jasmine joked. Stop with all that
nonsense talk, smiled Patrice. Since you we talking how old are you? Jasmine smiled and
answered, I am 27. I already know you thinking what a 27 year old woman would want with a
17 year old? I care for Rell yet young in age he carries himself like a man I see how he loves

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and respect you unconditionally and I want that, explained Jasmine. Patrice was happy with
Jasmines response as the White Colonial came into view and she now focused on it as they got
closer. Oh my lord is this the house? was all that escaped her mouth. Yes, this is a house
Nigel renovated, responded Jasmine.
Patrice just blushed as they pulled in front of the freshly manicured yard that extended up to a
White Colonial house with three white columns.
I love it, screeched Patrice as Jasmine stopped the car.
It was ten minutes later they had inspected the outside as they were getting closer back to the
entrance way. Patrice looked disappointed and was sulking.
Whats wrong Ms. Patrice? asked Jasmine smiling which was irritating.
I cant afford this house; I wish I could, Patrice responded. Jasmine just smiled still teasing.
Why are you smiling at my hopes being shattered? sulked Patrice.
Jasmine was still smiling but silent then she asked, Do you want to see the inside?
Patrice was getting aggravated because she thought Jasmine was throwing salt in the wound.
How, do you suppose we make that happen? snapped Patrice.
Jasmine reached into her back pocket and handed Patrice a gold envelope and said, Here you
go.
Patrice ripped the envelope open, and inside was a key and a deed her hand was noticeably
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Are you playing with me? Your telling me this my house and its paid for? Patrice jumped
up and down in excitement. Oh my God this my house stop playing, tears streaming down her
face. Patrice knew at that moment that Nigel had removed all scars, and barriers from her heart
and was fully ready to accept all his love.
I got to go get boxes and pack, Patrice smiled.
Thats been taken care of all you have to do is organize everything and supervise. Thirty
minutes later they had inspected the house and Patrice couldnt stop smiling as they headed back
to the car.

Chapter 10- The Takeover

Now that everyone was on the same page, Nigel stood up and went to a closet in his office
and pull out a briefcase. Inside was four new 9mm; as he set it on his desk he said, We cant
take blocks by shaking hands and kissing babies. Everyone agreed. Rell and Quan grabbed two
nines a piece for themselves.
Rell viewed the guns like they were new toys. Yeah, motherfuckers about to learn, smiled
Quan as he eyed his 9mm
I want yall to stay strapped up cause we going to war, added Nigel.
Weeks had went by since the meeting; Ms. Patrice was settled in her new house and Rell had
started taking over blocks from Lennox Ave. to 125th. Rells old apartment was pumping about
sixty grand a week, all the old corner boys had been replaced with a Jamaican crew that ran the
neighborhood with an iron fist with Quan over all operations for every block. Fiends knew not to

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ask for credit or to come short because those who tried it in the beginning caught a bullet. Rells
job was to meet with connects in different cities, cash out all drug spots, and to keep the corner
boys overflowing with work. They were making money hand over fist. Jasmine and Patrice was
going shopping all the time, and traveling while Rell ran his organization as he called it. Patrice
finally was able to retire and enjoy life and take the occasional trip with Jasmine. Even though
Patrice was always against selling drugs she was now enjoying the benefits but most that she
knew dabble in the drug life was willing to share with her their proceeds from hustling i.e.,
Rells father, Quan.
They both loved the perks but hated being a part however they knew this lifestyle came with
sacrifices so they endured. It had been months since they had spent any quality time together.
Rell was sitting in La Guardia Airport on his way to Charlotte NC, and Jasmine was in Atlanta
looking for a new location to expand her boutique. He pulled his phone out and called her.
Hello, this is Jasmine, she answered.
Hey babe, why dont you meet me in Charlotte and we will hangout and fly back on
Sunday.
Jasmine face lit up like a roman candle on the 4th of July before she answered,

For real

baby because Ive been missing you like crazy.

Cool, let me get there, handle this business and Im yours for the weekend, responded Rell.
Hours had passed since Rell had called Jasmine and given her his room number at the Blake
Hotel, in downtown Charlotte. Jasmine was touching down in 20 minutes. She needed to go to
Hertz to rent a car because Rell needed his to handle business. Thirty minutes later, Jasmine was
at the entrance way of the Hotel which was flooded with police and men wearing DEA shirts.
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She saw the crowd being shooed away as they brought two men through the crowd and one
happened to be Rell, the other a Colombian man in handcuffs. Rell looked her way as he was
being led out. DEA officers was all around them making her heart sink. She knew the plan in
case he ever got popped. She just waited till the coast was clear, made her way to the front desk
and got a room. Yes, maam how may I help you? asked the desk clerk.
Yes, I need a room, said Jasmine
Will you be paying with cash or credit? the clerk asked
I will be paying with credit, said Jasmine as she handed him her black card. The clerk eyes
widened.
Also I would like a line of credit for the in- house boutique, said Jasmine.
Yes maam is there anything else you will be needing? he asked. The one thing she had
learned from Nigel was never hit the panic button right away so she just wrapped up registration
and headed to her room to call Nigel. Minutes later she was calling Nigel as she walked in the
room.
Hey, baby girl wassup?
Baby birds wings been clipped, was all she said as she ended the call. She knew that Nigel
would have him a top notch lawyer on it in a matter of minutes.
Rell was in the interrogation room getting drilled by the DEA officer, So who do you work
for? I ran your identification and youre clean as a whistle. The officer asked.
Rell just stared stone-faced at the agent questioning him. Dont I get a phone call? Rell
asked now smiling just as the agent was about to respond, Herbert Winfield walked in. He was
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an older black man with a short afro graying on the side. He was wearing a blue pinstriped suit
with wingtips and a matching tie, Did you read my client his rights agent? He asked.
Aggravated the agent blurted out, I dont know, I dont recall.
Excuse me Mr. Miller, Did they read you your rights? Herbert asked Rell.
No, they didnt; they just burst in the room while we were having a private meeting, Rell
smiled.
Well, your case pardon my French, your case is fucked, added Winfield.

You might slide

his ass out of here today but he will definitely be re-indicted for those 3 bricks that was in the
room, responded the agent.
Mr. Miller, youre free to go, said Winfield as he grabbed his briefcase and followed him.
I will definitely be putting in a call to your boss also, assured Winfield.
Is that a threat Mr. Winfield we press charges for those, asked the agent.
No, thats a promise I guarantee you that.
Mr. Winfield make sure you tell your client he cant leave town. The officer said as Rell
and Herbert was walking out the door.
I just got a call from his lawyer, hes walking out as we speak, Nigel told Jasmine. Jasmine
was now having more regrets about being in the life with this situation.
Well, Im glad I did as you taught me, and thank you for getting my baby back to me,
responded Jasmine as they ended the call. Just as she went back to unpacking there was a tap at
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Who is it? Asked Jasmine as she cocked her 32. Automatic handgun.
Open the door baby its me, said an aggravated Rell
Whats the password? She joked.

Baby, open the door Im ready to taste your lips.

Jasmine opened the door, her eyes were smiling. She was excited as she hugged him before he
could clear the entranceway.
You acting like you missed me, Rell teased.
Rell was happy to see Jasmine as well. He knew he had to tell her he couldnt leave town.
Baby, I got some bad news, said Rell as Jasmine sat down.
Whats wrong baby, asked Jasmine as she sat on the bed next to him.
When they came in the room it was three bricks of Peruvian White and their trying to charge
me with it. He responded.
The only way I got out was they forgot to read me my rights.
So I cant leave town until they decide if theyre going to charge me. On the way here
my lawyer said if they do Im looking at ten years, but hes going to plea bargain it down to a
lesser charge and I only get five, he added. Jasmine heart felt heavy with the news.
I understand if you want to bail, this is my mess, said Rell
Jasmine frowned at his statement, Aint no runners here Im in it till the end.
Months past as Rell was back and forth with court dates. Jasmine and Ms. Patrice, and
sometimes Quan visited him on a regular but he missed his family, and friends. Quan ran
everything and business was booming. Nigel brought a house off of the Plaza, plus he was
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running the majority of Charlotte with Nigel nephew Black and his right-hand man Stank. Nigel
was transporting his drugs through his other nephew Shadow.
Hey, Im meeting with Stank and Black later I want you there, said Nigel.
I dont want you focusing on that case thats Winfield and his teams job. I need you
focusing on expanding our network.
I got my head right Im not sweating that shit long as we good and my team eating, smiled
Rell. Bosses make sacrifices
Okay, just making sure you good, respond Nigel.
So how you liking Charlotte?
Its cool your folk showing me love, Rell answered.
We going to hang out at Bar One tonight. Im live it up till its time to lay it down.
But Im going to hit the mall up in a few and get me some fresh gear, Rell added.

What

time you need me to hit you up?

We gonna meet at Nakatos off W.T. Harris around eight, said Nigel.

Chapter-11 It Cost To Be The Boss

A month went by and Winfield called Rell, Listen, I met with District Attorney Peter
Gilchrist and the best deal I could get was two-years. Rell sighed.
could get?

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Thats the best deal you

Yes but one thing, you have to report for custody first thing in the morning. said Winfield
Damn that was fast these good ole boys dont play, responded Rell
Rell was unhappy with the news but he was ready to get it behind him so Rell asked, So
what time do I need to be at your office?
You need to be there by 10. Answered Winfield
Okay, let me talk to my people and let them know whats going on, said Rell.
I will be there , Rell said as he ended the call. He called Jasmine, Hey baby, I need yall
to come down I just talked to Winfield. Im go ahead and take this deal he set-up, said Rell.
Are you okay baby? Asked Jasmine she knew it was going to be hard on them both but she
would hold him down.
Just want to get this time out the way, said Rell as he ended the call.
This sentence took Rell by storm, he lost all his youthful innocence in the cage, Niggas tried
him and he prevailed. He pumped iron on the yard like these down low niggas was pumping
their hands to get some homo-thugs ass when the lights went out. Patrice and Jasmine visited
him every week. He loved the visits from Jasmine; Quan and Nigel kept his books on platinum
status. Rell had motherfuckers hating which usually lead to him whooping their ass the time
behind bars turn him into a caged beast. The greedy ass guards would traffic his drugs for him.
They would bust his competition for them just to sell them to Rell to fatten their pockets. Rell
was a kid with heart as the old head would say when he first arrived. But quickly they learned he
wasnt nothing nice which in effect earned him more time in the cage, which had ate like a fat
kid eating candy he was looking forward to his release in total he lost 6 years of his life including

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extended time for behavior infractions. When they called his name, some were glad to see him
leave, where others were hating motherfuckers trying to get at him to extend his stay but the
crew he accumulated in there wasnt having that so they handled his haters so he could get
paroled. A few of his haters got toe-tagged in the midst of it ll. Rell even made celebrity status
when he escaped once to see his baby, Jasmine ended up in a police chase that extended his
prison stay, but today he was leaving the cage just like a dog off his chain.
I am tired of sitting on this damn bus, barked Mad Dog as the prison bus exited the prison
gate with home in his vision.
Shut the fuck up, barked Rell. Motherfucker be glad youre sorry ass free save that
grumbling I aint in the mood, added Rell. Only voice I want to here is the detention release
officers telling me Im free to go.
Mad Dog calmed down quickly cause he knew Rell was no joke whether behind the walls or
on the street prison had changed him his whole demeanor was now that of a savage. Rell wasn't
one to be gang affiliated, his crew was full of monsters. Rell took pleasure in others pain which
he was usually the one giving it along with his crew to keep their lock on the streets. Rell stood
about 62, tapered bald- headed, goatee, he was ebony skinned, and his body was now more
muscular from lifting weights on the yard to kill time when he wasn't whooping someones ass
for trying to make a name for themselves by trying to pull some disrespectful, reckless shit. Rell
was usually laid back until pushed. Jasmine had always rode with him regardless of the other
women that tried to get at him, he was faithfully in love with Jasmine. Thots, and
moneygrubbing hoes were usually fascinated by his body, looks, money and reputation. Jasmine
was always Rells main dish, the others were just thirsty ass hoes as he called them; they had no
value because his love for Jasmine was that strong. Jasmine was his personal stripper, porno star
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and business partner. The closer the prison bus got to the second phase of central booking the
more restless he got reminiscing on how much he missed Jasmine. He always loved how she
handled him knowing he would kill the world for her and those he loved.
The bus made an unexpected stop as he was lost in thought, at a roadblock that brought him
back to reality. Police were everywhere, flashing lights, K-9 units, those checking cars had traffic
moving at a snails pace. It made him flashback to the day of his escape, State and citywide
APBs were issued when he escaped for a few days to see da ys because he was missing Jasmine.
Rell had always ran his cartel like a business the way he had learned from Nigel early on which
is why it shocked most when got popped. Rell wasn't one for having dudes who were flashy in
his organization, he always wanted his crew to never stand out or that drew attention even
though everyone in the hood knew he was the plug.
After realizing where he was, Rell shook the thoughts of Jasmine from his head because he
knew this prison sentence had been the hard on Jasmine and his family. Jasmine was faithfully
waiting, although Rell had been in prison for years due to him getting his sentence extended for
not making wise decisions. Rell was nothing like the humble, quiet guy she first met years ago.
Rell saw Nigel as a god sent introducing him to the life as he called it a blessing, and he would
do whatever was needed to show his appreciation. Rell was disappointed that his greed led to
costly mistake that ended with prison sentence.
What the fuck? The soon to be released prisoners said in unison from how todays events
unfolded as they got closer to freedom the longer the ride seemed. Aggravated and anxious Rell
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This is what happens when you lose your freedom they think they can do whatever the fuck
they want. mumbled Cortez.
After an hour long drive freedom was in sight and he was relieved
Rell along with the other twenty-four men got off the bus reaching their destination, for some
it was a resting stop till they reached their permanent destination being transferred to Green
Haven, but Rell promised himself that he would think more this time because it was too much
stress on Jasmine and Ms. Patrice; not to mention, it was too much money to be made. Nigel had
schooled him on a lot in the time he knew him one was being a true boss and being accountable
for his crew.
Nigel and Rell had connections from California to the Dirty South, they never faced a dry
spell like most because they never relied on just one connect. He knew this last bid was for
Jasmine, it wasnt no way he was gonna let her ride for his shit. He always was her shield
regardless of what it was she would never experience what it felt like to be a convict. He knew
her and Quan would be waiting on him once he got processed and left central booking. Jasmine
and Ms. Patrice had grown accustomed to the finer things and in Re lls mind it was his job to do
whatever it took to meet those needs, even when he was locked up he still had the streets on lock
thanks to Nigel and Quan.
He knew as soon as he touched the pavement he had to let motherfuckers know that the boss
was back.
In all Jasmines letters, she talked about how new faces was trying to claim his corners
because he was locked down. One dude in particular from Miami named Miami was trying to
move in; but his crew held him down, and let Miami know that it wasnt going down without a
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battle. He would resolve any disputes once he cleared all the legal paperwork, but Miami was
definitely at the top of his list.
One by one Rell, along with the twenty-four other prisoners walked into the Booking Station;
as soon as the last prisoner stepped foot inside, the head prison guard fired two shots in the air
and told them all to strip down to their underwear. A young guy that was being transferred to
Great Meadows for killing his girlfriend and their unborn child, was the first to speak.
Why the fuck should we do that?
Because bitch, this is my castle and you do what the fuck I say. I control who leaves and
who stays. The prison guard replied.
Like hell I am. The young prisoner said under his breath.
The guard heard him and his reaction was so quick that the young guy didnt stand a chance.
The guard pulled out his handgun and shot the young guy in the knee causing him to drop
writhing in pain.
This motherfucker just shot me, he wailed. Im sue the shit out of you motherfuckers.
Now any other objections? The guard shouted waving his gun in the direction of the other
prisoners.
No. The prisoners said in unison.
No what motherfuckers? The guard shouted.
No sir. The prisoners replied.
Now thats more like it. The guard said laughing.

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Rell along with the other prisoners due for release were directed to a room where they had to
strip while the transfers were just packed into a holding cell. The young man that was shot was
taken to the prison hospital.
Once the prisoners reached the room, twenty other guards were waiting for them; this was no
ordinary prison with mediocre criminals, this prison housed the most hardcore criminals there
were in the country. Prisoners came and went every day, either by choice or body bag. Each
criminal had a guard to watch them strip as well as to make sure they didnt have any contraband
that could be used as a weapon. Rell was paired with a rookie guard, he could te ll he was
nervous because his hands were noticeably shaking.
Relax man, youre the one with weapons. Rell joked.
Im trying man. The guard Leo replied while patting Rell down.
Whats your name? Rell asked holding his arms up.
Leo. The guard replied.
Nice to meet you Leo, Im the Rell real name Rell. Rell responded.
Nice to meet you too. Leo said.
The head guard yelled at the other guards to line the prisoners who were being released up so
he could assign them to their holding cells until their paperwork was done.
The head guard walked up and down looking at each prisoner then he stopped when he
reached Rell.
Are you Rell Miller, the officer asked.

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Yes sir? Rell responded.

Your cell mate is Cortez Hamilton. The guard said coldly waiting for Rell to make a slick
comment but Rell kept his cool he knew the officer knew the two were sworn enemies.
Him? Rell questioned but respectfully because he knew the guard knew of his reputation.
Is there a problem Rell? The guard asked.
No sir. Rell said forcing a smile but inside his blood was boiling.
Very well then, lets get yall in your pod. The guard said walking past Rell laughing.
Rell couldnt believe it; he would be sharing a cell with his rival Cortez Hamilton. When Rell
was first introduced to the game it was by Mr. Nigel, Quan, and Cortez known on the streets as
Double Trouble Cortez took Rell under his wing as a favor to Nigel and taught him about the
streets and the ins and outs of the dope game. It was unlikely for anybody to think that Cortez
taught the game to Rell seeing a young greed Rell did better than his mentor also taking some of
his best and most loyal customers along the way. Rell and the Cortez even squared off a
number of times to defend the turf after their relationship soured, and every time it was Rell, that
came out on top it was time for both of them to hit the pavement again. Cortez had beef with
Rell, because he felt he had something to do with his cousin Maliks murder.

Jasmine and Quan paced back and forth wondering what was going on with Rells release.
She was hoping that he hadnt done anything stupid to prevent him from coming home, she had
planned him a coming home party. She looked at her watch knowing that guest would be

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arriving soon so she knew she would need to call Tisha, Quans girlfriend to hold it down until
she got there; so she pulled out her phone to call her.
Hello, Tisha answered as she was watching the workers set up tables and setting out the
food.
This Jasmine, I dont know whats going on with his release but I need you to hold it down
till I get there, said Jasmine
Girl you know I got you, you dont even have to ask, answered Tisha.
I bet they probably got him on some bullshit, snapped Quan. He was Rells older brother,
he had always held it down when Rell did something stupid to catch a bid, but their relationship
started off rocky after some distant, abandonment issues when they first reunited but they loved
each other. He knew how Rells attitude was sometimes things got the best of him. Quan often
told Rell he had to tell him on several time to not react to situations so quickly, but to sit back
and let them play out.
******
Cortez and Rell sat in the cramped up cell looking at each other with hate and distain in their
eyes. The tension was thick in the air; as the time to get process drug on, they both was ready to
taste freedom and take back control of their empires.
So I guess you ready to pay back taxes for pushing work in my city? barked Rell as he was
now standing over Cortez who was laying in his bunk.
Cortez just laughed, Im going to give you a pass because I know you trying to fuck with my
freedom.
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Rell kicked his leg but Cortez brushed it off, he knew Rell was trying to pull his chain but he
would clap back once he hit the pavement; this wasnt the place to settle the score.
Your punk ass better remain on that bunk I would crush you in here, said Rell just as he
was about to take it to the next level he heard the guard call his name.
Miller, Rell rise and shine, the guard barked.
You better thank him because he just saved your punk ass, mean mugged Rell but Cortez
just fanned him away.
Rell redirected his thoughts to gaining his freedom as he turned and stuck his hands through
the slot to be cuffed so he could get processed.
Did I interrupt something ladies? teased the guard because he could feel the tension
between the two.
Cortez was now standing because he knew his name would be called soon, he watched Rell as
he was about to be escorted to processing.
We will be seeing each other soon enough, watch your back partner, laughed Cortez.
Better watch yours. Rell laughed just before being escorted to get processed.
Rell followed closely behind the guard while in shackles. The guard instructed Rell to sit
down on the bench while he gathered his final papers to be released.
Hey man keep your nose clean out there. Leo said.
Im just ready to hit the blacktop first. Rell replied.

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Good luck to you out there alright, If you need anything man anything let me know. Leo
said putting his card in Rells pocket.
I appreciate the hospitality not to many guards give us felons respect Leo, I really do man.
Rell said.
Leo motioned for Rell to stand up, he took off Rells handcuffs and then asked Rell to sit back
down. Leo then went to the door to let someone in; once the door swung open it was Jasmine
looking as sexy as ever in Rells favorite color; navy blue, it was a sundress that hugged her
curves. Ms. Patrice was there too, laced from head to toe in a red Dolce & Gabbana summer
dress with the matching purse. The other felons awaiting their ticket to freedom hollered and
whistled at Jasmine and Ms. Patrice as they sashayed into the room. They didnt pay the sex
feigning men any attention because their eyes were locked on them, they were ready to see Rell.
Jasmine, Mama! Rell said as they entered the room.
Oh man I missed the hell out of you. Jasmine replied running to Rell. Rell was so excited
that he picked her up and spun her around and began planting kisses on her face. Ms. Patrice just
stood in the background and let them enjoy their reunion.
Damn, I missed yall too. Rell replied before putting her back on the ground.
Hey this is Leo, hes one of the guards and a real stand up guy. Rell said pointing in Leos
direction.
Nice to meet you. Jasmine and Patrice replied extending their hands to Leos.
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Sign this document Mr. Miller and Ms. Miller as a witness and you are free to go. Leo said
handing Rell his bag of personal effects and they exchanged numbers. Rell signed then Patrice
signed. Before leaving Rell shook Leo and whispered to him that he will hit him up to check on
him. Once he did that he picked up his bag and carried it to the car. Rell took one last look at the
processing center, then looked up and smiled at God for keeping him safe during his bid.
Jasmine drove off smiling, after a two year bid, she was finally able to see her baby.
Baby I missed you so much. Rell said taking Jasmines hand.
I missed you too sweetheart. Jasmine replied.
Jasmine continued driving until she pulled into the parking lot of the Ritz-Cortez and got out.
Ms. Patrice took the car after they exited.
Ma, I will call you once we get situated, said Rell before Ms. Patrice pulled off, Okay,
baby Im headed to the house. I will talk to you in a bit.
What are you doing sweetheart? Rell asked curiously.
Youll see. Jasmine replied kissing him on his cheek.
Jasmine stepped to the side to text Quan and let him know that she had Rell at the room and
they were taking a detour to handle some things. Years without her man and Jasmine was horny
as hell. The toys she collected over the years was going to be nothing compared to having the
real thing; she deleted the text from Quan after he replied and shut her phone completely off. She
opened the door for Rell and held his hands.
Ive got a surprise for you baby. Jasmine purred.
You know I hate surprises Jasmine, tell me what it is. Rell said.
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Youll like this one. Jasmine replied leading Rell up the stairs.
Once they reached the top of the stairs Jasmine instructed Rell to close his eyes, he did as he
was told. Jasmine took out her key and opened the door, once they walked in, Jasmine closed the
door and pushed him on the king sized bed.
I missed your ass Rell and that black snake in your pants. Jasmine replied licking her lips
because her pussy lips were dripping wet.
I missed you too baby, that ass done got fatter than stuffed possum, damn you got thick as
hell. Rell replied while squeezing her ass.
For you honey. Jasmine said slowly spinning around.
Show me you missed me, bring that ass here then. Rell replied smiling a devilish smile.
Gladly Daddy. Jasmine replied laughing.
Once Jasmine reached Rell they hugged then she kissed him, their kiss quickly heated with
Rells hands roaming her curvaceous body. While their kiss intensified, Rell began tugging on
Jasmines dress to discover she wasnt wearing a bra or underwear.
You naughty girl, your ass ready for real. Rell said laughing.
Only for you love, this pussy been badly, it needs a good beating. Jasmine replied.
Once taking off Jasmines dress they worked together to take off Rells clothes which were
tighter since he bulked up during his two year bid. In frustration Jasmine ripped off Rells wife
beater; once they were both completely naked Rell took the time to admire Jasmines beautiful
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Youve seen the goods, you ready to put in work? I need it now. Jasmine whined.
Wait baby, let me explore you and savor this minute. Rell replied.
Dont tell me you lost your touch, you still know how to work that sledgehammer dont
you. Jasmine teased.
Rell didnt say anything, he simply grabbed a hold of Jasmine pushed her face down ass up
and entered his twelve hardened inches into her wet awaiting pussy. Jasmine gasped trying to
adjust to Rell and his size, Ahhhhhhhh, Rell kissed her tenderly at first nibbling on her bottom
lip while starting to pump in and out of her. Her moans were soft to begin with, but as their fire
continued to be ignited the louder Jasmine moaned. Rell almost forgot how much Jasmines
sounds turned him on, he pulled her hair and began pumping faster and faster in and out of her
like a jackhammer busting concrete.
Oh baby dont stop. Long stroke this pussy. Jasmine said in-between moans.
Rell took those words as motivation to continue, then he felt Jasmine began to tense up, he
knew she was on the verge of cumming, but he wasnt through with her yet. He flipped her on
her stomach, Jasmine knew to arch her back he smacked her ass so hard her ass shacked for
several minutes. He then started eating her pussy from the back. Her lady juices continued to drip
on his warm wet tongue and suddenly Jasmine felt a slight breeze on her clitoris. It was Rell
blowing on it while he continued to eat her pussy like a good Sunday dinner like Ms. Patrice
used to cook. Jasmine couldnt stand the warmth of his tongue and the coolness as he blew on
her she gyrated her ass up and down riding the hell out of his massive tongue; not even ten
minutes into him eating her and Jasmine was gushing like a waterfall panting after every climax
but still wanting more. As Rell ate Jasmines tight pussy he began stroking his manhood making
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sure it was as hard as a rock before he entered her. Pre cum leaked out and he let it fall on
Jasmines ass and watched it drip down her fat ass crack.
Damn baby this pussy is delicious. Rell said before planting his face back in her pussy.
Oh Rell. Was all she could manage to get out? The pleasure was too intense and too long
overdue.
Once Rell was hard as steel he removed his face and shoved his fully erect dick inside of her
causing her to cream out in excitement. He began pumping slow at first then sped up with
Jasmines moans, groans, and cries. Pretty soon Rell was getting minute as she played her body
like Ray Charles playing the piano. Moans from Jasmine and their love making sounds filled the
room while he long stroked her doggy style, he continued pumping his black stick until both
their bodies became tense, they climaxed together holding tightly to each other to seize the
moment; she squirted all over his thick erect dick, and he came inside of her throbbing wet
pussy. The couple cuddled trying to catch their breath.
Still think I lost my touch I beat that ass like a drum? Rell teased laughing.
Fuck no daddy you still my young dick slinger. Jasmine replied.
I love you Jasmine this moment seems surreal. Rell said kissing her.
I love you more Rell. Jasmine replied returning the kiss then standing up.
Just where do you think youre going lady? Rell asked.
You not my daddy for real, she joked
Jasmine did not reply she only smiled a devilish grin because she knew the fun was not over
for Rell; after standing she motioned Rell to the edge of the bed. He had no idea what was going
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on but he enjoyed the moment seeing her eyes dance with happiness, he knew he had to do better
by her. She began by enticing him with her dance of looking directly into his eyes while moving
her hips.
Jasmine started walking to the edge of the bed where Rell was and began to give him a lap
dance, shaking her fat ass and wet pussy in his face slowly and seductively causing Rell to smile
and moan so deeply that it encouraged her to speed up, all the while Rell smacked her ass
watching it wiggled as her dance increased and she worked he r magic on and around his pole
causing him to explode once more. After the lap dance Jasmine went into the mini refrigerator
and pulled out whipped crme. Rell didnt say a word he was loving this surprise, he had never
made love to Jasmine the way he just did and he was enjoying every minute of it.
Jasmine began squirting whipped crme in her mouth and then on his pole. She started licking
it off slowly staring at his balls and working her way up to the tip, she continued licking his
member until she felt him tense up again then she gobbled up his entire length sucking and
slurping on his dick at the same time playing with his balls. Rell felt like he had died and gone
to heaven, he grabbed a hold to Jasmines hair and began pushing her head down more causing
her to gag slightly which turned him on more. Rell couldnt control his self anymore his moans
filled the room and while Jasmine sucked his dick he pinched her hardened nipples causing her
to slurp harder on his dick. Once he couldnt take the pleasure any longer he released his hot
thick cum into Jasmines mouth and she swallowed every ounce of his cum like it was a glass of
milk. After finishing, Jasmine stood and sat in his lap stroking his pole.
Damn girl, what have you been doing? You got a nigga whipped. Rell said trying to catch
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Watching a hell of a lot of porn and using toys. Jasmine replied honestly.
You wont need any of those anymore this dick will keep you filled up. Rell said stroking
her hair.
I damn sure wont. Jasmine replied smiling.

Chapter -13-I Declare War.

Rell and Jasmine caught their breath then hit the showers, they put on their clothes, and then
left the hotel. Ms. Patrice had called them a driver. The car ride home was filled with their plans
of seeing the world. The driver pulled into the back parking lot of the hotel, Jasmine texts Quan
and Ms. Patrice to let them know they were outside.
Jasmine and Rell walked inside the Banquet Hall and when she flipped on the light, people
jumped out yelling, Surprise. The room and tables was draped with fine linens, fine China, and
Venetian glass settings, the room was breathtaking. Damn, babe this shit is boss, said Rell
Rell had enjoyed the love that Jasmine and his crew had showed, but his mind was set on
letting motherfuckers know he still had the city in a choke hold. Cortez and Miami would be the
first to feel it. Quan came over to talk to Rell while Jasmine and Ms. Patrice was being the
perfect hostesses to all that were attending the party. Rells expression is what drew Quan to the
table; he knew his brother well enough to read him, and he knew he was in deep thought while
everyone around him were mingling and enjoying themselves.
Whats going on in that crystal ball of yours? joked Quan.

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Why are you not mingling with your guest? You going to make Jasmine and Ma get in that
ass.
Rell snapped back, So motherfucker you shooting head jokes? Have you looked in the mirror
lately? Naw on some real shit, motherfuckers about to hate hearing my name.
Quan paused thinking, after this last bid Rell would be on some other shit, but he saw he was
the same as he was when he went in. But regardless he was his brother and he would always
have his back.
So this Miami nigga wassup with him? asked Rell
Some motherfucker from Miami thinking he the new King of Brooklyn, but we straight we
still got the best dope in the Borough of Churches, answered Quan assuredly We aint pushing
nothing but that Peru Best, boasted Quan. Thats the shit I want to hear, said Rell
What about Cortez punk ass crew? Rell asked.
Who them niggas? Please their not moving enough weight to make them want to be crazy
enough to want to try to move in on our real estate?
Quan just smiled but he was feeling like Rell was doubting if he held him down, he knew how
antsy Rell could get and be ready to blast on folks instead of thinking it out. As always, he knew
to put the troops on high alert because Rell was about to set the streets on fire and the body count
was about to rise.
Rell was quiet for a minute then asked, So are we in good standings with our suppliers that
Nigel put in place. Are we still dropping bricks for forty thousand water whipped, sixty for
untapped bricks?
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Quan felt like he was being interrogated but he was use to Rell being this way from previous
bids, but in his mind it was unnecessary.
Little brah chill lets party and enjoy the festivities that Jasmine and the ladies put together.
Have I not ever held you down? frowned Quan. This your shit, enjoy it and we can talk
business tomorrow with Nigel.
Motherfucker, I bet you better watch your tone, this my shit I can ask all the fucking
question I want since when is that a problem? Rell snapped.
Well next time your ass get locked up, you run your own shit from behind the wall. Quan
fired back as he rose up from his seat pissed off. Rell saw Quan was in his feelings and he knew
if Jasmine caught wind of his actions he would feel her wrath, so to diffuse the situation he asked
Quan to sit down.

My bad big brah, you know how that bread be on my mind.

So where is Fast Eddie and Nigel? Asked Rell as Quan sat back down his head hung with
no answer to the question.
Nigel been busy in North Carolina setting stuff up down on that end, he will be back in the
morning.
I havent seen him since our last run-in with Miami a few days ago, Quan answered. Like
the nigga fell off the map
Around that time Jasmine and Ms. Patrice was sitting in front of the room with a table full of
gifts and they was signaling Rell and Quan to the front to open his gifts that guest had brought
him. Most brought gifts out of respect for both of them. Thirty minutes later he was thanking
everyone for coming out and for holding him down while he was locked down. The gifts ranged

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from car keys, and money but one gift remained unopened. It was glittery gold with a big bow
with a card that read from a friend. Jasmine opened it and saw stacks of money that she began
flashing, but as he got near the bottom she felt wetness and her facial expression changed
drastically. Quan was the first to react as she launched forward, but Rell beat him to it. He
grabbed the box, looked into it and saw Eddies severed ha nds and feet were wrapped in
bloodied tissue paper. They were bloody, cut above the ankle and his tattoos showed through
the paper. Rell was angry and it showed as he told two of his soldiers to get his mother out of
there and to get rid of the box. Handle that shit now, yelled Rell. The goons grabbed the box
before Rell could finish his sentence.
Wassup, brah what was in that fucking box? asked Quan as he followed the two goons out a
side door. Eddies in this box , dryly said one of the goons. Yeah they chopped his ass up
good.
Who the fuck brought this gift? barked Rell as he ushered Jasmine to the back to wash we
hands in the bathroom. The guest was in an uproar that someone would disrespect Rells
homecoming. The clicking of guns echoed through the room as the gangsters and thugs in
attendance went on high alert.
Rell, I want them motherfuckers merked and their family, friends, and anybody that hangs
with them, said Jasmine as she washed her hands.
You already know its handled, Rell assured her as he looked at Quan furiously. Consider
it handled, assured Quan
Im putting two hundred stacks on whoever did this shit, Rell told Quan.

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Quan was now back at the front of the room that was overflowing with killers, and d-boys
who was always looking to knock a motherfucker for a price tag, he got everyones attention.
Listen up motherfuckers, Rell just gave the order two hundred stacks to whoever brings them
the bodies of whoever fucked with our family, Quan barked. The crowd started rumbling as the
crowd started to dwindle after Quans announcement. Everybody was hyped to collect the payout
and willing to kill whoever to collect it. Quan watch as everyone greed and alliance took over as
the room clear in a matter of seconds.
In the bathroom while Jasmine was washing her hands Rell looked at her and said, Baby I
wont rest until whoever did this is toe tagged, they messed with the wrong motherfucking one.
I hear you baby. Jasmine replied washing the blood from her hands.
Quan and Tisha tapped on the bathroom door, Rell looked to see who it was and realizing it
was his brother and his girl he let them in.
I know Hitta and Miami did this shit and their asses is gonna die. Rell barked.
I know Rell but yall need to get out of here. Quan replied.
I aint no pussy nigga I dont run from nobody. When the fuck you ever known me to run?
Rell yelled. Im about to load up my 9s and go headhunting.
I know that but you gotta look at the big picture Rell, your still fresh on papers, dont you
think you and Jasmines life is important than to risk your freedom? Quan asked.
Yes it is but for a motherfucker to stunt like this, his only answer is death, Rell replied
honestly. You know I would give my last breath for her.

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We about to beat the streets and see whos talking and if any strange shits going on around
these parts we straight murking motherfuckers. Quan said.
Believe me Im just as pissed as you but we gotta be logical not irrational. We got
motherfuckers to get their hands dirty for us, Said Quan
I hear ya. Rell replied knowing his older brother was right.
Whos car we taking I need you to take my baby home I got shit too handle? Rell asked.
Did any check on momma? asked Jasmine
For the record if Marvin riding Im his motherfucking Bonnie, added Jasmine. No weak
bitches over here.
My car outside. Tisha replied. It would be too obvious the day Cortezs released this shit
happens, said Quan
Shes right. Jasmine replied. So how we gonna leave?
Dont worry I got a plan I will get one of the guys to escort you. Quan replied taking out his
phone.
Quan got on the phone and dialed Nico, his brother from another mother.
Yo Rell, I need a favor man. Quan said his voice raising.
What is it? Nico asked.
I need you to come to the hotel we gotta talk. Quan said.
Im on my way. Nico replied before hanging up.

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About twenty minutes later, Nico and his wife Princess arrived. Both were friends of Jasmine
and Rell also. Nico was about 63, dark skinned bald head muscular but lean. Princess was 54,
green eyes, round plump ass, full lips and breast. They both were shoot first ask questions later
type of people.
Wassup brah? Whats going on? For you to call me I know its serious, asked Nico. Why
the fuck you didnt tell me Rell was getting out?
Nico was quiet for a minute as Princess and Jasmine went to the back so they men could talk.
These motherfuckers done got bold in these streets I need you and youre folk to flush some
motherfuckers out for me, Quan answered. Nico scratched his forehead as Quan talked.
Nico and Quan was like brothers, they did bids together, grew up together so it was no way
Nico would decline. We need extra ears and eyes to the street
Two motherfuckers Im looking for, Cortez and Miami. Them motherfuckers trying to take
my blocks Im not having it, Nico responded. If them niggas or any of their crew roaming
freely in Brooklyn take their heads off hell better yet bring them bitches to me if you catch them
on your side of town all them motherfuckers going to pay .
You talking about punk ass Cortez you use to hang around with back in the day? Ill kill that
motherfucker for free put that on the books. Rell and Quan both laughed at Nico s response.
They both knew that Rell just got home, and motherfuckers would be trying him.
Quan and his crew parked up the road from a set of apartments known to stash houses for
Miami and Cortez to keep weight; guns, and sometimes they did money drops there. They were
located in Lower Manhattan near the Five Points, the street was deserted except for a few dope

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fiends standing at the bottom of Humphrey St. They surrounded the apartments so they could see
at least four people moving inside. Everyone paused for a minute to make sure they were locked
and loaded. Quan pulled out a Maloti Cocktail as his crew was dousing the outside with gas.
Miamis people were cooking and cutting dope and was none the wiser to what was happening.
The second stash house was vacant, ran down but it served its purpose. They served out of it
when they wasnt running card games.
Light that bitch, barked Quan Lets burn these punk ass niggas up
This is our fucking city aint no Miami motherfuckers taking over shit here. The apartment
lit up like a Christmas tree when Quan slung the Maloti cocktail through the back window. The
room instantly filled with smoke.
As the house burned, Quan told everyone to go into killer mode because he knew Miamis
crew would be running out soon to see what was going on.
Kaboom, Kaboom, Kaboom, the impact of the explosion blew all of the back windows out as
well as blew the back door off the hinges. Quan and his crew were now posted up on a hill that
looked down on the apartments.
Who what the fuck? Was all Goof could get out of his mouth good before a 380 hollow
point ripped through his shoulder blade making blood splatter on the goon that was standing
behind him. Everyone began to file out of the house to see what happened. The rest ran for cover
because the darkness of the night was Quans camouflage after the initial shot, Quans crew
bullets rained down on the house. Goof laid on the ground in pain as bullets whizzed around his
head. The first stash house was now a burning ember, Goofs crew lost two in the gun fight after

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thirty minutes the shooting fell to a dead silence as Quan and his crew had retreated because their
mission was complete and police were surely on their way

Chapter -14- Game Over

Miami was surveying the aftermath of the apartments. Goof with his arm and shoulder
bandaged up trailed behind with his head down knowing that a loss like this was a fine line
between life and death for him. Miamis silence gave him the heads up that death was inevitable
as Miami ripped down the police tape.
What the fuck happened Goof? Yelled Miami who stood about 511 and chubby. Goof
knew his ticket was punched as he felt the coldness of the .357 pressed against the back of his
head, he paused, and closed his eyes as his last memory was a hollow point entering his dome.
This is business not personal. Was the last thing he heard? As Miami pulled the trigger and
Goofs body collapsed on impact like a set of dominoes.
Clean this shit up we got enough mess around here, yelled Miami as goons were quickly
disposing Goofs body up and taking bricks, jewelry, money, and anything else of value from the
crime scene that they had copped from the fiends throughout the weekend. After gathering the
goods, Miami and the rest of the crew left the scene with their loot. They got in the black Ford
Explorer; a disposable was best because it didnt draw much attention. They drove until they
reached one of their hideaway spots which was an abandoned house near Yonkers, which was
surrounded by a wooded area. One thing that Rell and Miami had in common was striving on
keeping a low profile when it came to business because it was important to stay off the police
radar, stay low key so the police wouldnt develop an interest in their perspective crews.
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Once they retrieved all they could salvage from the burnt stash houses the took it to the
warehouse once inside the warehouse, Miami, and the other crew members began separating the
loot. Inside there was jewelry, drugs, and money; but the key to the crews success was not
having all their eggs in one basket, they had a certain amount of loot in each building with round
the clock security with men both Miami and Cortez trusted.
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.Jasmine sat at the kitchen nook and said her grace before commencing to eat. Halfway through
her dinner her cell phone vibrated it was a message from Quan saying niggas ran as soon as she
informed him Rell was on his way. Jasmine laughed out loud thinking that maybe they had some
sense about himself after all. Jasmine continued to eat when about ten minutes later Quan texted
her again saying him and Rell would be arriving to the apartment shortly. They were going to
stop by the liquor store and pick up some drank. Jasmine only hoped the siblings wouldnt make
a long night of it as they usually did she wanted to spend quality time with her man.
Jasmine pushed back the bar like stool from the bar, she strategically had set the room lighting,
smell. After lighting the last incense the intercom rang scaring her. Jasmine didnt even ask who
was it, she just buzzed them in allowing them entry to the building. She raced to the apartments
front door, opened it and stood in a sexy stance thinking it was Rell. To her dismay it wasnt
Quan and Rell who stepped off the elevator but what appeared to be a maintenance man. Not
thinking twice and figuring someone must be getting cable installed in their apartment, she went
back into the apartment leaving the door cracked Nona could get in to clean. Jasmine gave it her
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her. With the way her apartment looked before now until after Nona, came was a hundred
percent improvement plus could pay her in dope.
Jasmine was jolted out of her thoughts when she heard the door creak open as she walked to the
kitchen. Knowing it couldnt be anyone else but Rell and Quan, she turned around to greet her
man. To her dismay it wasnt Rell but a guy in blue work clothes.
Sir, Im sorry you have the wrong apartment. I didnt have a work order, Jasmine informed
him.
Im not here to do repairs Jasmine but Cortez said to come pay you a visit, the guy replied.
Jasmine eyes grew in horror. This couldnt be real. Bruiser, Cortezs old boss was killed years
ago. Why this man would be mentioning Cortezs name was a total mystery to her. Before
Jasmine could think of the words to correlate how she felt to the uninvited guest, the worker
pulled out a .38. Jasmine laughed at first then snapped out of it. She wasnt too afraid of him. In
her and Rells line of work they came across haters. Jasmine looked at the uninvited guest
holding what could be a toy pistol compared to the heavy artillery Jasmine and her had. She
almost laughed in his face but thought better of it.
Jasmine began to speak to the uninvited guest just to get a feeler on where his mind frame was at.
Listen, we dont keep work or cash here
Not sure if I heard you correctly? Did you say Cortez? , want to be gangster Cortez? The one
we rob of his stacks and bricks, came back and sold on his corners Cortez? Only to be a fake
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Listen bitch, you heard me. Lets cut the charade. Cortez said its time for yall to pay taxes. He
also says its time for your little boyfriend to pay for robbing what was his in the first place, he
should be the plug. He says yall one forty thousand delinquent, snapped the intruder.
Well, Im not going to just fork over one hundred thousand dollars to a person I dont know.
The last I checked Cortez was dead and his funeral services were to be held the following week.
You and his other little flunkies cant fault me for moving on. Now, if you think you were going
to come up in here and catch a quick come up, then you were sorely mistaken. I mean my God,
you got on a maintenance man uniform. Are you fucking serious right now? she laughed
heres an idea why dont leave while you still can. You trying to jack me cause you sucking the
next mans dick for some crumbs.
Jasmine smirked after her final statements. The look of confusion on the intruders face gave her
a sick twisted pleasure she loved to bring a want to be gangster to his knees with her insults. This
time she didnt even bat an eye or exert any energy. However, her momentary gloating was short
lived, the intruder swung the barrel of the thirty eight revolver and smack her. A slight gash
opened up on side of her head and blood trickled. She wiped the side of her face and said, You
know you done fucked up, right? Jasmine took a deep breath not sure what to make of it.
Jasmine came to the conclusion she would play the damsel in distress until hopefully Rell and
Quan would be there soon to assist her. She knew she couldnt get to her gun because they were
located in the back bedroom. However, knowing otherwise she stayed with the desert eagle on
her.
Jasmine and the intruder felt each other out for a while until she felt her phone vibrating in her
bra. She looked at the intruder and threw her hands up. If I dont get this hes going to bug out,
Jasmine responded. Make it quick , he snapped.
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Listen, its probably Rell or Quan. If I dont answer it they will show up shooting first asking
questions later and you get toe tagged. Now if Cortezs is really alive as you say he is then
youre going to need me to take something back cause you go empty-handed your good as dead,
she added.

Jasmine reached inside her shirt and pulled out her phone. She stared at the text which said, Im
on my way back. Jasmine typed the code that would let Rell know she was in serious trouble. It
read, Okay, baby hurry up.
Rell stared at the return text and his facial expression changed as Quan noticed his demeanor.
Damn, Quan I left my heat and vest at home. Jasmines in trouble.Nigga how you gonna get
caught slipping like that? joked Quan
Fuck you mean Jasmines in trouble? You just left her about thirty minutes ago, Quan stated in
disbelief. Trouble stay at yall door.
I hit her with the text to let her know we were down here and would be right up. Jasmine replied
with the code words to signify somethings up. You got heat on you? Rell asked Quan as he
snatched him out the store by his elbow because he knew he had to handle this ASAP.
Bro, you know I always pack the heat. Thats was taught early on my thug ass brother whose
assed out right now, Quan said proudly. Quan reached in her waist band and pulled out a Desert
Eagle he passed it to Rell and said, You know Im rolling with you. I dont know whos up
there or how many dudes is up there. So I will take the fire escape and you take the stairs
doesnt make sense for both of us to walk into an ambush.

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Quan looked at Rells face for any signs of fear, he didnt instead it was anger driven by love
Be safe and lets show these motherfuckers who they fucking with said Quan as they dapped
each other up and went their separate ways.

Bruh dont make any long speeches let go get my sis in law, Quan added. Be sa fe nigga we
need you healthy so we can keep getting this money Quan said his heart pounding with every
word spoken and every step her brother took advancing him further into harms way. Rell
skipped the long instructions to Quan he knew what he had to do this shit wasnt new to them.
He crossed the street, and made his way into the building enraged that someone would have the
balls to fuck with what he treasured most let alone invade his sanctuary to do so. He knew taking
the elevator would draw attention so he decided to take the fire escape plus he knew he had more
guns stashed on the 2nd floor, where he hid drugs and guns. He also knew that a situation like
this would be handled best with a surprise tactic he knew whoever was pulling this off would
expect retaliation to come from the elevator to the front door, he knew the fire escape led to their
bedroom and he as on limited time .
"I can't believe some motherfucker would try me like this", Rell mumbled to himself as sifted
through the array of weapons until he came across a new assault rifle that had landed in his
hands. It was AR-17. He snatched it from off the wall put it on his shoulders as he made his way
up the several flights of stairs at a light footed pace. He was agile for a man of his stature. He
finally reached his bedroom window which he knew would be unlocked , he took out his phone
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was . Jasmine wiped the leaking blood from the side of her face more assured Rell was about to
murder this motherfucker who invading his castle
"So this is about money?" Jasmine boldly asked the intruder. So you his debt collector
"Bitch, we not playing fucking twenty questions I got a job to do". The intruder was surprised
that he hadnt phased her cause her mouth was still slick even after he pistol whipped her.
Jasmine could tell that she was pissing him off. "How is Cortez these days?" Jasmine teased.
"Bitch I'm going to take pleasure in wiping that grin off your face after I kill your man ", snapped
the intruder. Rell was neither nervous nor afraid in going to help his wifey out of her new
predicament. Secretly, he was going to take pleasure in torturing the poor soul who felt he could
violate maybe the one person besides his mother and brother who meant the world to him. He
would take a delight in this torturous event and savor it for months to come until he has to make
an example of a next victim.
Rell quickened his steps as the group of local corner boys were smoking weed on the far corner
of the fire escape. He slipped in behind them and walked with his head down and his hand
gripping the Desert Eagle and the AR-17 hoisted on his back as he opened the bedroom window.
. He hoisted himself through the window quickly and quietly slipped through the door, leaned up
against the wall and to the bedroom door. He heard a male voice slightly screaming at Jasmine
asking her where the money and dope. She was telling him that she needed more concrete proof
that Cortez was alive before she gave anyone such a large sum of cash. She even became damn
near hostile and started screaming back. Knowing that there wasnt too much time to waste
because Jasmine was losing her cool, Rell, cocked the Desert Eagle Quan because the rifle co uld
be messy and loud, slipped it through a small crack in the door and pushed it wide open with his
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hip. He positioned the pistol so it would shatter the intruders knee cap. Rell pulled the trigger.
The impact of the shot took his legs from him as he was now standing behind Jasmine. The
intruder was writhing in pain and leaking blood "Motherfucker are you really fucking serious?
Put that toy robber pistol down." Rell said to the intruder. He tried to stand as he fell back down
his leg dangled and he placed his own gun on the floor. He stood up and put his hands in the air.
Jasmine rushed to pick up the intruders weapon then went and spat in his face.
Look at what this nigga did, Jasmine screamed at Rell as he quietly closed the door behind him
and Quan through the front.
Lets handle this motherfucker who had the nerve to come into our shit.
Lets torture this motherfucker, bro, laughed as the intruders eyes widen at his statement.
What you got in mind? deviously smiled Rell. Yall cant kill his ass here Nona just cleaned
this damn house , snapped Quan just laughed, Naw, sis we got a special place for
motherfuckers like him
Hey nigga whatd you say your name was? barked Rell Who sent you my way?
The intruder clamped his lips shut in an act of willful defiance. This willful act caused Rell and
Quan to use his face for target practice. Even with the back hands to his face the intruder still
wasnt willing to talk. So you one of them hard motherfuckers, huh? snapped Ace. We got
something for your ass. After the melee of abuse his face took from Rell and Quan it was
leaking like a faucet but he remained tight lipped as he was barely conscious. Quan taped his
mouth shut to keep him from crying and whining from the pain he had endured thus far.
Jasmine didnt ask any questions, Rell took the opportunity and circled the intruders chair like a
hawk. Rell grabbed a hammer and placed a Butchers block under his hand as he instructed
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Quan to hold his hand he proceeded to smash the intruders hand with the hammer. Wham,
wham, you ready to talk now motherfucker? Get his punk ass up , snarled Rell as Quan jaked
his ass off the floor.
Take him to 2-B , said Rell as he drugged the intruder like a ragdoll.Motherfucker, you dont
want to walk I will drag your ass, snapped Quan as he threw him over his shoulder with Rell in
suit .Rell paused and turn around went kissed Jasmine and disappeared out the door. Brah, hit
the button on the elevator, asked Ace. I gotcha Bruh lets make this q uick we got money to
make , said Rell. Apartment 2-B was an extra apartment that Rell use for stashing money,
drugs, and guns but he never had used it to torture someone but he knew if he took him to the
warehouse across town people would notice. Be your punk ass still before I drop your ass on the
floor, grumbled Quan as the intruder flailed around like a slippery fish. As the got to the
apartment doorway the intruder was still wiggling so Quan just threw him on the carpeted
cement floor him crashing down made a thud sound as he laid grimacing in pain seeing his hands
and feet were bound. What the hell you do that for? barked Rell. Rell looked at the guy was
writhing in pain as Quan laughed, The motherfucker should be still. You dumb motherfucker
you gonna draw attention, added Rell as he drugged the intruder into the apartment. Sit his
bitch ass down , laughed Quan as he had a scalpel in his hand. Rell loosen the tape on his mouth
and asked again, Are you ready to talk now? before he could finish the guy spat at him laughed
and said, Im not telling you shit . You motherfucker , said Rell as her connected with a
uppercut with so much force it dislocated his jaw and lifted the chair with him in it off the floor .
UGHHHHHH, the guy rapidly whined as Quan re-taped his mouth as it was now swollen, and
his jaw bone was sticking out the guy he rocked to deal with the pain. Let me get some of that,
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Quan took the scalpel and cut an incision at the intruders eyelids , and he reached in his back
pocket and pulled out some Visine into the incisions that was flooded his eyes with blood. Man
step back as Rell pulled out the Desert Eagle, and said Im tired hes not going to talk . Give
me a potato out of my mini- fridge. Quan frowned at Rells comments and asked, Now why the
hell you got a potato in your mini- fridge? Agitated Rell answered, Just give me the potato
smart ass. Hell, Im pissed I wanted to cut the nigga toes off, replied Ace. The man grimaced
with pain but he knew the end was evitable as Rell rigged the potato on the Desert Eagle and
pressed it to his chest and squeezed two rounds into him, his body slumped immediately. I aint
cleaning up this mess , joked Quan. Rell just shook his head. So I guess cutting his toes off out
of the question? Quan teased. I swear if momma wouldnt miss you I would put some heat in
your ass too, joked Rell Quan frowned at the comments because Rell demea nor could be taken
either way. Listen round up the street team we need to find Cortez and get some eyes on him ,
added Rell. We cant leave this body here , said Quan. Rell took out his phone and called
Luigis Disposal. Hello, this is Sal , the man answered with a thick Italian accent. Hey, Sal
wheres Vinnie? I have a pickup job that needs to be handled ASAP . Whats the address,
Rell? Sal asked. 1405 Trade St. Apt.2-B Will there be any clean up involved , asked Sal
.Rell looked at the floor and answered, Yeah light blood and urine were he pissed himself . I
got crew coming your way now , said Sal Will this be cash or send you a bill? Tell that
dumb fuck Sal to send me some pasta and cannolis , joked Quan. Sal paused the answered
back, Tell the mooley to come shine my shoes and bring me some chicken . Rell its the usual
thank you for your business as always. Oh yeah, tell Quan to fuck himself , as he ended the
call. Are you gonna be okay down here or do I need to let Nona handle this? questioned Rell.
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in the hell can I be two places at once? Rell didnt bother to answer, I will send Nona down so
she can handle this you come up when she relieves you so we can roll out, replied Rell as he
left. Five minutes later he was stepping off the elevator and saw Nona. Hey, I got a situation in
2-B I need you to handle, said Rell. I got you cause you always blessing me, Nona responded
as she made her way to the elevator. Nona ,was a grimy , crackhead who also had kids by Dink, a
archenemy of Rells he was Cortezs stepbrother but seeing his kids lived in the building he gave
him a pass to see his seeds plus in the beginning they were friends before him and Cortez ended
their partnership. Nona and Jasmine were also close till her crack habit took over.

Rell had to admit while completing his bid, his big brother Quan truly held everything
together; he was the levelheaded one in the family while Rell was like a quiet storm. There was
no denying that the Miller boys were sexy, their demeanor is what drew the ladies toward them
more than their looks and hustle game and looks was just a plus. Both brothers were wise beyond
their years from their dealings with Mr. Nigel.
I dont wanna leave just yet. Rell said running his hands over his head.
Baby we cant stay here. Jasmine replied. We got to make your moms covered and find
us a spot where no one knows about and pick their asses off, said Jasmine.
We be waiting on their asses to retaliate? Jasmine said out of anger.
Jasmine we been running this shit this long aint no new jack punk motherfuckers gonna
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Hes right Jasmine, they may have done this, believe me we already hit their asses up. Rell
said trying to reassure Jasmine.
Alright. Jasmine replied.
The group left the hotel; Tisha, Quan, Nico, Jasmine, Rell and Jasmine got in the car to go to
Patrices house. They laughed and told stories the entire car ride there, they finally reached the
house, as they filed in they noticed the door was unlocked and walked in. The sounds of Rick
Ross coming from inside the house
Whats that music? Jasmine asked the group.
What are you talking about Jasmine? Rell questioned.
That muffling sound, yall dont hear it. Jasmine replied. Since when Patrice start listening
to Rick Ross?
The group turned off the trap music and listened trying to hear what Jasmine heard. They
walked in the dining room and saw nothing, the downstairs bathroom and saw nothing the music
was coming from the kitchen.
You right Jasmine I hear it. Rell said.
Nico threw Rell one of his 9mm backup guns he kept on him and, they walked toward the
kitchen where they found their mother tied up with a dish towel in her mouth. She looked like
she had been roughed up. Nico and Rell rushed to Patrice and began cutting the ropes from her
body.
Momma what happened? Who the fuck done this to you? Rell asked hugging her. Nico
went to go finish checking the house out.
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Oh, Rell Im glad to see you baby. said Patrice shook up from being tied up.
Are you okay momma, but what happened? Rell said walking her to the kitchen table.
They all sat at the table so she could tell them what happened, Goof and his crew came by to
see if yall had made it home yet so he decided to wait for yall then these motherfuckers barged
in and beat my ass, and then they tied me up. Patrice finished.
Oh momma Im sorry. I will have you 24 hour security from now on. Rell assured her.
My guys will be posted up also, added Nico.
Do you remember what these motherfuckers looked like momma? Rell asked.
I remember Goof ass from when we lived in the old neighborhood, the other motherfuckers
with him I didnt. Patrice said now pissed and in pain.
Jasmine, Rell, and Quan rushed to Patrices side to try to calm her down.
We cant let these motherfuckers get away with this shit, we hit their asses already but thats
just the beginning. Rell yelled.
We all know that, but we dont know who is doing this shit. Rell replied to his brother.
Yes we do who does Goof work for? So we hit the right motherfuckers, Rell smiled.
This shit has started a war, and its not even about the turf anymore this shit is personal.
Rell shouted hitting his hands on the table in anger.
What we gonna do then? We hit two of their stash houses last night, Quan answered
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All of yall load up with me, the rest of the crew is to put price tags on Miami and Cortez.
Rell shouted.
Although not related to the Millers, Nico was like family; ever since his mom walked out of
his life when he was younger, Patrice took him in and raised him like he was one of her boys.
Even though Rell didnt want the others to see that he was pissed off beyond measures he
couldnt help out because he was hurt. He was hurt that some low life could tie up someone like
Ms. Patrice in her own home.
Im get all those motherfuckers mama thats my good word. Rell said touching her
shoulder.
Yes baby, Im alright get them motherfuckers. Patrice replied.
Good lets get the fuck outta here. Nico said grabbing his car keys from his pocket.
They locked the door and piled into the truck. As Rell drove to the direction of his house
everyone was busy thinking about where to find Miami or Goof. This shit has definitely signed
their death warrants. Rell, Quan, and Rell all had the same thoughts that these motherfucker
would face a slow painful death; to them there was nothing in the world better than seeing a
person beg for mercy only to have their life taken away from them. Their destination was the
Nico and Princesss War Room full of guns, and any assault rifle ever made.
Once they reached Nico and Princess, place they instructed everyone to go to the basement
which was customized with secret hiding spots for dope, guns, or whatever the space was needed
for. Everyone got to the basement and sat down at the table, Nico went in the kitchen to push a
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Whats the plan, I want these motherfuckers. Jasmine said grabbing a pair of 9mm in her
hand.
Yes we have to put these motherfuckers to sleep. Rell and Quan replied in unison.
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Miami and Cortez were in their secret hideaway while workers were in the background
running money through machines as they plotted their next hit on Rell and their plans to take
over the Burroughs.
Man you know motherfuckers gonna want our asses for kicking mom dukes ass, laughed
Miami.
They better be glad I didnt put in an execution order on her old ass, snapped Cortez
I know right, lucky motherfuckers, I was in a good mood that day, Miami laughed as he
fired up a Newport and was caught in deep thought.
So this Rell motherfucker, why do yall have beef? asked Miami
Cortez paused for a minute then he began to speak, Well he thinks I snitched on him, got
him busted a lot of motherfuckers gave statements where it all fell on him as Boss and I believe
the motherfucker in retaliation killed my cousin.
Mr. Nigel and I am the one who took his ass under our wing when he was a youngun in the
game. I taught him and his crew what real money was no nickel and dime shit.
Niggas get jealous and greedy when they see their former student taking over the city,
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Cortez was pissed off at the words that had just rolled off Miamis tongue and it showed. That
alerted the workers, they were all strapped so Cortez knew not to come out of his mouthpiece
wrong.
I mean when we met in Dade County before your last bid you telling me you had this city on
lock, and yall eating good. I get up here and motherfucking Rell the Rell running shit and you
letting him feed yall crumbs of real estate he dont want, responded Miami.
So Im handling shit that you had me thinking already was handled you feel me? spouted
Miami as he took a long draw of the Newport that had pretty much smoked itself.
You got it fucked up I eat no ones crumbs I just had a fucked up squad, Cortez shot back
but he calmed as he heard gun safeties being popped.
I mean your mess became my mess, shouted Miami now feeling himself knowing that
Cortez needed him.
My mess, how the fuck you figure that? Snarled Cortez as he remembered his crew
members was in the room also but outnumbered.
All I am saying is we took a major hit with both of our work houses being hit and your
former right hand man cousin let them do it, said Miami.
Cortez was now fuming as he scanned the room which was now at a standstill as their
conversation was now heated but he knew that his crew outnumbered Miamis.
Oh yeah what you mean my former right hand man? Cortez asked calmly at the same time
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Miami responded, Somebody had to catch one for that loss. Do you agree? I couldnt give
him a pass on a loss like that Cortez. Miami was now nonchalant about his decision to knock
Goof.
So you giving orders like that now without talking to me? Cortez knew he was at a boiling
point as he unloaded a 45. Round into Smitty, Miamis right hand mans head. It entered through
his left temple as his head exploded like a watermelon being hit by a baseball bat; Smittys body
collapsed and guns were now drawn throughout the room as Smittys blood drained out of the
stump what use to be his head. Damn, that nigger made a mess, Cortez sarcastically responded
to killing Smitty.
Touch motherfucker Goof was my first cousin, laughed Cortez about that time the door
had been kicked in with Cortezs crew coming through the door guns drawn. Miami had
underestimated Cortez as he saw that he and his crew was outnumbered.
Whoa, hold up, what the fuck? This how we doing it now partna? Asked Miami as he
waved his hands in the air. Seeing that the reinforcements busting down the door took his heat so
he had to use logic to make it out alive of this situation seeing how quickly he had taken out
Smitty.
Cortez had his .45 cocked and loaded as he listened to Miami then he said, Aint you the
same motherfucker who was just talking to me like a fuck boy?
You the same motherfucker who a few minutes ago couldve gave two fucks about killing
my cousin, interjected Cortez as he chewed on a toothpick. Cortezs mind raced as he talked to
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So wassup you gonna fuck with me and mine, Miami asked calmly because he knew soon
as the opportunity presented itself he would definitely put a slug in Cortez. Miami tried to dap
Cortez but only drew empty air.
Next time you order a hit on one of mine without talking to me Im personally going to light
your ass up partnas or not is that understood? Cortez asked calmly as he knew he needed
Miamis Dade County connect. Thats the only thing that gave him a stay of execution. With
those words and Cortez flagging his crew to relax that resolution had been found.
How many of them thangs we got dropping this week? Asked Cortez to calm the remaining
tension, he could hear the rumbling of the money counter starting back up.
We got 100 birds coming through all pure. Not none of that wet whip shit thats be en
floating through here, smiled Miami as he pointed for two of his crew to clean up the mess that
Smitty made.
Cortez knew with him knocking Smitty, and all of todays events Miami would be on some
slick shit so he just played his part and would deal with him later after he took care of Rell.
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Rell and Quan was cruising down Kerr Blvd looking for Cortez, Miami and Goof; but Goof
would be the first motherfucker to meet his maker seeing he had violated by roughing up their
mom and plus the fact that he knew who she was and he still put hands on her definitely was a
sign of disrespect.
Quan was chewing on a piece of gum like a madman, Now if I wasnt looking for this
motherfucker I would see him all day, growled Quan. Rell motioned for Quan to pull in to

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parking or which he knew the fiends were posted up. He figured he could find out Goofs
whereabouts.
Quan parked, then Rell jumped out and made his way to the path with his Glock cocked and
tucked at his side. The hole was packed with d-boys, whinos, and crackheads congregated and
politicking on the latest hood news .Quan was now coming up the bottom of the path with his
9mm pulled.
Rell saw his crackhead/whinos uncle Rick setting on a log looking like he was feening for a
slab.
Wassup, Rick what the news is? Joked Quan as he tucked his gun in his waistband because
he didnt want niggas to get antsy at the sight of him locked and loaded.
Rick took a swig off the Red Irish Rose wine that was being passed around before he
answered, Same shit motherfuckers getting bodied and the police rolling.
Who got all expenses paid lately, asked Rell as Rick had now fired up a Winston 100 non
menthol rocking his leg. Rell knew when he rocked his leg he had some good news. The crowd
had moved to the bottom of the path because they knew the Miller boys was on the hunt. Rocky
dropped his head to show them he was doing badly his signal that he needed a few dollars for
motivation. Quan just peeled off three twentys as he crammed them in Ricks hand.
Alright motherfucker talk and it better be something I want to hear, snapped Rell
Rick signaled for them to come closer and then he said, You know that motherfucker whats
his name Golly, something with a G nigga got a mouth full of gold. Rick paused as he started to
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Quan and Rell both were getting irritated as he was drawing out the information.
Well anyway I heard he bodied that motherfucker named Goof, he blurted as he was now
standing.
Where the hell you hear that at? They both asked. Rick was now pointing his head at a Dboy who was serving at the bottom of the path. Quan said, Call him over here cause Im sure
you gonna spend that change I gave you with him.
Youngblood come here let me holla at you, said Rick as he signaled the young trappa.
Hold on Rick let me handle this real quick I got you, he responded as he hurriedly served
the rest of the fiends. He finally made his way up next to Quan as he dapped him and Rell as
Rick said, These my people tell them what the biz is.
The young trappas eyes widened because he would have never put Rick in the Miller family.
Alright youngun what the biz is, snapped Rell as he swatted away flies and gnats which
were flying because of the piss stench in the hole.
You know that nigga Miami he bodied Goof on account of some motherfuckers hit two of
their stash houses. Rell and Quan both looked at each Alright, Youngblood good look out come
holla at me when you ready to make some real moves, added Rell as they made their way back
to the car.
Aight, little brah we need to serve these motherfuckers up something real quick, said Quan.
By that
Time, Nico and his goons pulled up and said, Yall niggas sitting here relaxing while were out
here kidnapping motherfuckers. Who the fuck you done kidnapped? laughed Quan.
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I got Bird in my trunk caught the nigga coming out of one of his bitches cribs. We straight
stuffed his ass in the trunk in broad daylight, said Nico his face was so animated when he was
telling the story, Quan and Rell both burst out in laughter. Your big ass crazy, laughed Rell.
Your ass crazy, said Rell. Aight, you know the routine take him to Nigel old processing
factory. We about have some fun now, laughed Quan rubbing his hands together.
Yeah we need this bitch ass nigga to talk, laughed Rell.
Hey, I heard Goof got bodied for them loses we made their asses take, Quan smiled to Rell.
Aight, yall niggas gonna talk all day? joked Nico Lets go torture this nigga I got other shit to
do.
Whatever big swole ass nigga lets ride, joked Quan.
Twenty minutes later they were at Nigel abandoned meat processing plant where they usually
use to stash dope but on occasion tortured rivals there. They pulled up and Nigel walked out with
his nephew Black and his right-hand man Stank What do we have here? asked Nigel.
This nigga here going to lead us to Cortez, said Rell. Man yall got the wrong guy, stuttered
Bird. Nigel punched him in mouth and said, I cant stand a nigga with no heart. Well, were
out of here yall do what you got to do, said Nigel as he left. I do need to meet up with you
guys later I need to give yall the rundown.
Pull that nigga up, barked Rell as they hoisted Bird up with an L-hoist with his hands tied
with metal banding, they had him like Jesus on the cross. They had battery cables hooked to the
bands, I aint got no beef with yall, Bird cried as they put his feet in a tub of water.

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Light that nigga ass up, said Rell. Bird body convulsed as the electricity hit him, give him
100,000 volts , yelled Q uan after 5 minutes of torture .Even after the currents stopped his body
twitched for another 2 to 3 minutes. Bird was barely conscious, his breathing was shallow. Rell
bent down and said, Bird whats the word? Where Miami is and Cortez? he whispered.
Man, Man, I dont know I just cop from him, Bird answered.
Give me a box cutter. This motherfucker thinks this is a game, yelled Rell as he slammed
the blade down on Birds fingers severing a few of them, blood gushed out like a leaking busted
pipe. WWWWWhat the fuck man, Bird whimpered. Bird knew his fate wasnt going to be a
positive one if he didnt talk. Man this is fucked up
Light his ass up, yelled Nico.
Hold on brah, said Quan
Listen they be on Lennox Ave. thats probably where they are now. Bird answered.
Dont you have them niggas number? asked Rell.
Yeah, man I will gladly give it to you, said Bird.
Where your phone at? asked Rell. He reached down rumbled through his pocket and pulled
out his phone.
Security code is 5634, said Bird Contacts Green and Gold.
Quan dialed the number and on the third ring Miami answered, Wassup with you?
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This Bird number let me find out his punk ass had something to do with it, Miami
responded. Bird was physically scared his body was trembling as the conversation went on.
Well, when you touched my family you signed your death certificate for you and Corte z,
Quan assured him.
Nigga this city is under new management and Im the coach, Miami laughed. Bird broke
the silence when he yelled, THEY GOING TO KILL ME MAN.
That nigga is expendable to me, laughed Miami.
Nigga did you hear that? You keeping hush for a motherfucker who dont give a fuck about
you, laughed Rell. Bird knew that death was evitable. Miami that your name right? Asked
Rell. Check out your window. Do you see a black van? asked Rell Nigga aint worried about
no van I got motherfuckers posted up. Miami was so heated into the conversation that he didnt
notice his guys slumped over in their car.

Nigga Im here forever, Miami laughed. As soon as he did he heard the glass shatter from
the impact of the barrage of bullets rip through his chest. Minutes later Rell receive a call
Wassup? The Jamaicans voice on the phone said, Job done, and ended the call.
Wrap it up brah, said Rell, my team took his punk ass out.
What about this motherfucker? asked Quan referring to Bird? Kaboom, Kaboom, the .45
slugged finished him quick as his body slumped over.
Did I answer your question? laughed Nico.
Clean this shit up, said Rell as he turned to leave.
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Alright, lets find that piece of shit Cortez now, barked Rell.
I want everyone combing the streets if you dont find him start killing his family.
Thats some coldblooded shit. Quan laughed as he kissed his 9mm. Dont come back later
talking about I killed too many motherfuckers.
Well I got eyes all over the streets and at his dope spots. added Nico. Rell was pissed at
how Cortez would be bold enough to send someone to his mothers.
Well we aint getting shit done here mean mugging. Responded Quan.
Well, I will see you in hell, laughed Rell. Rell who was now sitting Suburban Truck
watching as people came back and forth to the hotel. Rell noticed a Crown Vic pulled up and a
hooded guy stepped out. That son of a bitch is alive, Rell said to himself. I know I put six
slugs in this motherfucker. I went to the son of a bitches funeral Rell truly thought his eyes
were fucking with him .Rell knew he had to chill cause just like Cortez was laying low he
couldnt get excited and blow the heist but he would definitely have his jack boys watch Cortez
moment and have them posted up at the Blake since he now knew this was Cortez s hiding spot
also he couldnt tell Jasmine about the plan until he confirmed it was him.
Rell knew that Cortez owned in the Blake Hotel which was a front for his operation so he had to
get the floorplans of the hotel to be able to hit his money and drug spot, he was always one to
keep his word to Jasmine. . He knew Jasmine would be waking soon so he figured he better wrap
the surveillance up, plus he didn't want to be too noticeable because he knew that Rocko mindset
was always on high alert meaning he was always aware of his surroundings, people around him.
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he reveal it to Quan and the crew.

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Cortez was still counting money when his phone rang, but he looked back when he heard a
tap on the door. He flung open the door and it was one of his commander in chiefs named
Micah, he looked a little battered and was out of breath. Roe, Cortezs top runner ran to get his
cell phone but Cortez called out as best as he could to him Micah looks like he having a heart
attack. I dont want any crew dying on my watch, Roe said.
Dog, he good. Dont call no damn police. yelled Cortez.
Im OK, just let me catch my breath for a minute, Micah said pulling a handkerchief out of
his pockets and wiping his face. . When Cortez flung open the door it was one of his commander
in chiefs named Roe. He looked a little battered and was out of breath.
Wait, where you going? Micah asked.
To get the house phone and call an ambulance. You look like you are having an asthma attack. I
dont want any crew dying on my watch, Cortez said defiantly.
Yo, Im good. Dont call no police or no medics. Im not playing. Let me catch my breath for a
minute, Micah said pulling an asthma pump out of his pockets and using it twice. Jasmine
shook her head and rolled her eyes. Cortez instructed her to get Micah an ice cold glass of water.
You alright Micah man? Cortez asked his friend and longtime business associate genuinely
concerned.
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We got hit Cortez. The clubhouse just got hit man. We lost Dink when the smoke cleared,
Micah said sounding genuinely concerned.
The club got hit how? By Rells Jack Boy crew? Cortez asked knowing anyone of those
scenarios was going to be a horrible loss. The only good thing is the loss occurred just when he
lined up a hit on Rell.
Them Jack Boys. Somehow we were infiltrated. A gun fight ensued and after it was all said
and done, Dink was gone. Damn man, Bee what we gone do about Nona and his kids?
Dont you worry about all that? You go ahead and drink this water, Cortez told him as he took
the glass from Roe and passed it to Micah. He then turned to Roe and barked a set of
instructions, Get a care package together as fast as possible and then get to Nona and the boys,
barked Cortez. Make sure they know we are here for them and will handle all the funeral
expenses. You got that Roe?
Yes, boss I got that, said Roe. Cortez turned to Micah and patted him on the shoulder, Dont
worry friend, I got Nona and the boys. I bet you Nona is behind this shit , snarled Cortez.
Dink was Cortezs step bother who also held his crew together whenever he was doing a bid
.Nona was his baby momma but she was a grimy crackhead who would do anything for money.
Roe reached for her cell phone and sent the corner boys a text which informed her of the days
catastrophic event. Cortez told her to get what she could together from the other female family
members.
Roe packed up his gray two door 2012 Chevy Tahoe with the care package for Nona. Roe
pulled up to 103rd and 3rd. Roe found a parking spot right across the street from Nonas

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apartment and parked. Roe signaled some of the men there standing guard come help them bring
the care packages upstairs.
Nona was in awe at the thoughtfulness of Cortez. Nona just wished that it didnt take Dinks
death in order for the bosses to show how much they cared about her and the children. Roe said
his pleasantries and then it was Roes turn to talk with Nona whom she pulled quietly to the side.
After hugging her tightly, Roe held her at arms length staring intensely into her crack ravaged
face, deep brown sunken eyes.
Listen mama, I know this hurts, said Roe. I too have suffered a great loss as you know.
While most of us dont have children so I can truly relate to the love and loss that you are
feeling. This will impact you and the boys lives forever. Just know that Cortez and I are
here to help in any capacity we have whether financially or emotionally. These boxes are filled
with Meat, and things you may not feel like running out to the store to get. This includes nonperishable food, linen and other things. Take your time and go through at your leisure. I will
stay here for a while until family member arrives . However, at any time you want our
protection gone just give us the word and we will be ghost.
Roe searched Monas eyes because something wasnt sitting right with him. Roe reached into his
Marc Jacobs jacket and pulled out a thick white envelope. The envelope conta ined seventy
thousand dollars. Roe slipped it into Sabrinas hands and stated, Take this to help with Dinks
final expenses. Anything left over you keep for you and his boys. If he has insurance pocket
it, go on a shopping spree for. Hell take a trip do whatever you want as long as it contributes to
your healing. Remember, Cortez and Miami take care of their own and Dink was one of our
own he was our family. We grew up from the sandbox together. Cortez also says to tell you
whomever done this will be dealt with accordingly. You hear me?
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Mona was overwhelmed with grief but she was more concerned that Roe had given her some
money. Mona was also happy that her mother made her take out a small life insurance policy on
Dink to the tune of fifty thousand dollars to cover funeral cost before this happe ned due to his
line of work. Mona would now have some free money along with the stash Dink didnt think
Mona knew about in the back of the kids closet. There was about twenty- five stacks the last
time Mona counted it up and she was going to enjoy spending every penny of it he was the one
who introduce her to crack. Shit, Mona felt she deserved that much dealing with Dinks nasty
diseased ass. Different bitches called their home every other week and every month she was in
the gynecologists office getting some cream and ointments for whatever bacterial infection his
trifling cheating, ass gave her. Mona begged him to stop doing what he was doing and come to
his senses when it came to those other females. Mona told Dink to stop running around. Every
time she told Dink about her infections, he would just laugh awkwardly and said he had a
suspicion he had caught something just never bothered to tell her. As a result of his betrayal she
had her brother Loctiff and his crew set up the trap house that Dink ran for Cortez. Monas plan
worked out perfectly. Loctiff came off with more than hundred stacks. Mona received around ten
thousand for the set-up, the money in Dinks closet floor board and now the money Cortez and
Miami felt they owed to her and her kids for Dinks death. Although, Mona was sick in her mind
the penicillin was working so she could look forward to a nice productive life with unlimited
help from Cortez and Miami. She loved it. Mona looked up in time to see Roe giving her the
side-eye. When Mona looked into the wall length mirror by the front door she noticed the smirk
on her own face. Mona quickly wiped it off of her face and hoped that Roe wasnt on to her. She
fixed her mouth to speak to Roe and started stuttering awkwardly. Roe took a deep breath and
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living room and sat in a green stained chair next to the television. Roe hated cleaning up Dinks
dirt his shit was ragged. Roe and wondered where was all the money that Cortez paid Dink going
it definitely wasnt the home front. However, Mona knew of Dinks reputation with the ladies.
Roe figured he tricked all his money on strippers and side chicks. Roe just shook his head in
disgust and stared faintly at the TV on a white wooden stand. Roe texted Cortezs to signal that
something was wrong. Roe couldnt put Monas smirk out of his mind. She secretly couldnt
wait for one of Monas family members to come relieve him so he could report back to Cortez.
. Roe hated when other people to throw him off or hide shit. It would take her a minute until he
pinpointed exactly what was wrong, and when he did all hell would usually break lose. Roe took
a deep breath and was meet by funk from the room and Mona. He saw that smirk on her face
again and knew it was going to be to be death if Cortez figured out what Mona crackhead ass
was hiding.
Finally, Monas family started coming in to relieve Roe. He left in hurry not speaking until he
was in his truck. "That little bitch is up to something ", snapped Roe. But right now we
focused on Rell but her times coming he laughed to himself. In a sense he envied her for pulling
such a brave move, but one the other hand he despised a grimy, thieving motherfucker. Mona
would get hers at a later date right now they didnt need any added enemies. Thirty minutes later
Roe was back at the stash spot he saw Rocky soon as he hit the door and Cortez was on his ass
about leaving his trap house.
So them niggas got your ass leaving my shit unguarded? asked Cortez with his gun drawn
ready to bust a cap in Rockys ass for being a coward. Dog, dont play me like that. snapped
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You alright Micah man? Cortez asked Micah, What the fuck you running from anyway?
Rell and Quan people hitting anybody associated with you. Answered Micah guzzling
down the bottled water. So this nigga really think he runs this city and got yall niggas
abandoning our shit? Cortez asked sarcastically as he now had his 9mm to Rockys temple.
Rell want a war then I will give him one. Shouted Cortez as he punched the wall without
flinching.
Get our people on the street and tell them whats up.
Aight, nigga why you still standing here? Cortez spoke.
Where the fuck is Miamis punk as he left hours ago? asked Cortez the room got silent
because no one could answer that question.
Find that nigga too while yall in the trenches holding us down. Cortez added.
******
Rell and Jasmine pulled into the parking lot of Nigel new restaurant and bar called,
Jasmines. Patrice was the manager and co-owner.
Baby, I cant believe Nigel just about gave your mother this restaurant. said Jasmine
Im tripping off that myself. Responded Rell as he pulled the Jaguar X-10 into a parking
space. Jasmines parking lot was packed. They made their way inside where they were greeted
by Ms. Patrice. She was cranking out food and orders, her face lit up when she saw Jasmine and
Rell.
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It took yall long enough to come see the place. said Patrice as she hugged Jasmine.
So its like that? Jasmine get hugged first now? Joked Rell.
I see Jasmines is the new hot spot. Added Jasmine. Rell was loving the fact that his mother
was self- sufficient, that alone was worth the years he served in prison as he saw his mother was
truly happy.
Wheres Nigel mama? Rell asked. I never get to see his ass anymore.
Nigel is between here and New York. Patrice answered.
Why we partnered up on Jasmines. Jasmine and Rell both smiled then Jasmine blurted out,
Momma Patrice, are you and Nigel a couple? Rell responded, Hush up with that mama and
Nigel friends. Patrice blushed and said, Jasmine stop with that. Pa trice fanned a towel at
Jasmine.
So are yall eating or what? Asked Patrice.
No maam I cooked we just checking on you. answered Jasmine.
I see yall got a crowd, added Rell. Just as they were about to leave Rocky walked in with
Micah in tow. As they got close to Rell, Rocky shoulder checked Rell causing him to fall back.
What the fuck? Said Rell.
Motherfucker you didnt see me standing here?
Rocky kept walking and Rell ran up behind him and punched him in ba ck of the head. Rocky
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Come on motherfucker lets talk. Jasmine and Ms. Patrice both were pleading for Rell to
give the unconscious Rocky a pass.
Please baby, Rell no, pleaded Jasmine as Ms. Patrice calmed her patrons.
Please dont do it. Said Patrice as Rell pounded on Rocky quickly swelling his bloodied
face. Micah was coming up the rear as Jasmine caught a glimpse of a .45 poking up out of his
shirt.
Hold it right there motherfucker. Smiled Jasmine as Micah saw her 9mm.
Im just coming to get my people.
Get up motherfucker. Yelled Rell as he had pulled Rocky on the side of the building out of
patrons view.
Rell let him go whined and pleaded Jasmine as she was pulling him by his waist. Rell turned
to Micah, and said, Get your boy the fuck outta here. Micah raised his hands in the air and
said, Man, get up before you get us both killed.
Baby, calm down. Jasmine told Rell holding his face.
Youre a fucking boss this is some bullshit.
Micah drug Rocky to the car, Damn, he got you my nigga. Rockys face was leaking badly.
That nigga stole me. Rocky said through a badly bleeding mouth, That punk ass nigga
stole me I got his ass though.
Thirty minutes later after calming Rell down, Jasmine was wiping his bloodied hands as Ms.
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Dont ever pull no shit like that again, I dont fuck up your money so dont bring that thug
shit around here fucking up mine. Patrice ranted as Rell just listened.
That punk ass dude started it, I aint no punk. replied Rell.
Watch your mouth in my presence, Im still your mother. Patrice crossed her arms over her
chest.
Yes maam but responded Rell.
But hell. Patrice cut him off and stormed back into the restaurant. Jasmine expression told
Rell he had fucked up, Bring your sad looking ass on. She said as she grabbed the keys from
him. Rell stood up and followed her.
You better watch your mouth talking to me. Rell said as blood seeped from his knuckle
onto his Me Religion jeans. Finally arriving home after a long day at the restaurant, Patrice was
pissed at Rells outburst plus Nigels absence was adding fuel to the fire because he could handle
him plus she was missing him and in need of some attention .She knew Rell had a lot going on
so she just put the incident out of her mind.
******
Micah and Rocky pulled around the back of Casanovas; a club that Cortez owned.
Rocky sit right there let me get Cortez. Micah said as he knocked on Cortezs office door.
Cortez slung the door opened with a 9mm in his hand.
Who the fuck knocking on my door? grumbled Cortez.
Your man done went and got himself fucked up. joked Micah. Cortez looked at Rocky
spreaded out in the back seat like a wounded animal.
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What the fuck happened to him? asked Cortez as he sipped on his drink.
We went to that new restaurant Jasmines, he shoulder check a guy there and caught a bad
one, said Micah. I bet he crossed Rell that mother fuckers crazy.
Well, kill him Im in the midst of a war no time for a weak link, grumbled a tipsy Cortez.
Micah just looked at him order the hit on a man he was calling his friend.
Is this his car or yours? asked Cortez.
Naw this his shit,answered Micah. Micah always had plans of being Cortezs next
lieutenant, he was thinking this could be his come up.
Burn the car and drop his ass off at the hospital.
You sure you want that liability? Micah asked. Cortez pondered over Micahs words then
responded, You right torch him and the car. Cortez saw the joy in Micahs eyes and said, You
a greedy for power motherfucker I like that. Rocky been fucking up lately he brought it on
himself. Cortez just said, Handle your business I got other shit to do. Micah put two slugs into
Rockys dome before Cortez even finished the sentence.
Fuck, this motherfucker done fucked up the backseat, mumbled Micah as he drug Rockys
lifeless body out of the backseat and rolled him into the trunk.
Out with old in with the new, laughed Micah as he drove off. Micahs lesson for tonight
was one of loyalty; he watched how quickly Cortez would change at a drop of a dime.

Rell was sitting, wondering how Cortez just fell off the radar. Now that Miami was taken care
of Rell and Cortezs beef could be settled.
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His punk ass done gone into hiding, he must got word hes on the top of my wanted list. Rell
thought to himself. Rell was disappointed with himself for the fight and for pissing his mother
and Jasmine off. Rells phone started vibrating he was trying to remember all of the places that
Cortez could hide then he remembered Cortezs club out by the airport. He finally answered his
phone.
Wassup? Rell answered as he flipped through the channels of the television distracted that
he would have to take Cortez ass out finally
Hey bro we have ran through these street and still no Cortez. said Quan
Rell then responded, Remember that hole in the wall club he used to own I bet that
motherfucker posted up in there.
Rell grabbed his car keys as he finished talking to Quan, You remember where it is right?
Quan couldnt recall it and responded, Give me a landmark we will meet you there. After Rell
said, Old airport entrance
Quan was quiet for a minute then he answered,Yeah, I believe so near Old Dowd Road?
Old brick building?
Thats the one yall meet me there, responded Rell.

Cortez was in his office talking shit to one of his many women when there was a knock at the
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Hold up baby some motherfucker beating on my door like they dont have good sense.
Cortez smacked Toya on the ass to get up off his lap she looked disappointed seeing he was two
fingers deep in her pussy.
Who the fuck is it? growled Cortez. As Toya looked disturbed by the interruption.
Nigger, cant even get no pussy without being disturbed. Toya had a cute face, thick lightskinned, grey eyes, long wavy hair, small breast, an ass you can sit a drink on. Toya jumped up
and fixed her clothes before the door was open.
Its me Mack boss I need to talk to you, he answered.
Cortez opened the door with a grimaced, You better have some good shit. Nigger Im
trying to fuck and youre interrupting.
Aight baby I will get with you I need to see what the fucks going on, Cortez said to Toya. .
Mack was frozen and threw his hands up. Toya aggravated walked past as Mack as he entered.
A winded Mack said, We been getting hit all day.
Miami is dead, we went to his house and jakes had the block locked down, said Mack now
relaxed.
Cortez had now sat back down with his 9mm on the desk listening as Mack gave him a street,
crew update. We have lost like six soldiers today, added Mack. So you sure its Miami?
Cortez pressed.
Yeah boss, because the little chick Toiya he fucks with was all hysterical, answered Mack.
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I told that motherfucker he cant be doing that Miami bullshit here in New York, added
Cortez.
Aight Boss man Im out, said Mack as he rose up from the chair to leave. It was a blaring
noise in the alleyway behind the club. Whats that noise? asked Mack.
Sounds like a car alarm? Cortez asked as the alarm seemed have go tten louder causing him
to grab his gun. Cortez signaled for Mack to open the backdoor to his office. Whoever it is their
ass about to be merked, grinned Cortez.
Nico, Rell, and Quan sat back in the cut, they had caught Micah driving out of the alle yway
thinking it was Cortez and killed him. Nico put his body in the trunk with Rockys and parked
the car in the alley to block Cortez so he couldnt escape then locked the car and set off the alarm
to draw Cortez out. Nico and Quan went around to the front entrance of the club to clear out
what customers were left in the club. Quan and Nico walked into the club guns drawn as
everyone was busy closing up for the night to notice them as they came in face masked up.
Alright, you motherfuckers get on the floor, yelled Nico as he fired round into the ceiling.
Quan eyed the bartender bending down he caught him with a round in the side of his head blood
splattered on the wall and bar as his body thumped the floor. Toya who was sitting at the bar
screamed as the blood back splashed onto clothes.
Bitch shut up before your ass catch a slug next, yelled Quan as he place the 9mm next to
her head.
Toya frantically nodded her head and said, Yeah, Yeah I understand. Toya stood up from
her barstool. We not here to rob you motherfuckers but the next person who moves will get
bodied like the bartender, yelled Quan. Everybody get over here on the floor, commanded
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Nico as Toya who was visibly nervous, shaken up along with the four workers laid face down on
the floor.
We just babysitting yall asses so calm down, said Nico
You motherfuckers better not even flinch, laughed Quan because as he was hoping
someone would move so he could shoot somebody. Nico was the most diplomatic and even
keeled of the two.
Mack opened the door with his .45 cocked as he stepped out, Boss man its a car right here
in the alley alarm thats going off.
Cortez looked puzzled because he thought that Micah had left, he peeped out the door and it
was Rockys car. Cortez was standing in the doorway as he signaled for Mack to check it out.
I got your boss. Mack said as he cocked his gun and started walking toward the car. Five
minutes later, Mack walked around to the passenger side and pulled on the door handle. Its
locked. Mack yelled to Cortez who was now standing in the alleyway.
Is anybody in there?
No boss its empty. Said Mack as the alarm was still blaring. Just as Mack finished his
statement his body tilted as a bullet knocked him back onto the car his face exploded from the
impact. Cortez panicked and started firing rounds, as he emptied the clip he felt Rells 9mm
pressed against the back of his head. Cortez dropped his weapon but he didnt know that Roe
was in the bathroom and heard what was going on just as he cocked his gun Roe pressed his in
the small of his back. So this how it ends? asked Rell as he dropped his gun. You gonna shoot
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but he knew when to fold regardless of the fact that Nico and Quan was next door they were
oblivious to what was happening. Dont kill him let him breath, said Cortez to Roe as he
picked up his gun which shocked Rell because Cortez wouldnt have been so lucky. Roe
confused by also said, Aight boss we need to wrap it up I got the car running up the block .
Cortez with gun drawn backed out the door said, This is not over Im just charging it too the
game. Rell knowing he was moments from deaths door just said, Touch my nigga we will
meet again. Seeing he was granted a pass Rell waited a few minutes till Cortez was gone
grabbed his gun and fired off a few rounds. . Quan came around opposite side of the building
with guns drawn. Where the fuck is Cortez? Asked Quan. Why didnt you kill his ass? Quan
asked looking pissed off. Roe ass came up out of nowhere and they got the jump on me, Rell
explained. Nigga, said we can have this hes setting up shop down south. Yeah no sweat little
bruh just more money for us, Quan assured Rell. Im tripping he didnt kill your ass yall
niggas sworn enemies, joked Quan.
Wheres Nico, asked Rell when he saw Quan by himself.
He still babysitting those motherfuckers still left in the club. Oh yeah I had to kill the
bartender, laughed Quan.
Well you know we cant leave them motherfuckers breathing, s aid Rell. Go handle your
business. Quan got enjoyment out of killing people it gave him an adrenaline rush. So Quan
made it a point to let him do all the killing. Youre a sadomasochistic motherfucker you know
that, said Rell to Quan who only smiled. Flattery will get you know where, laughed Quan.

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You know once I get to popping its no coming back, joked an excited Quan as he made his
way back to the club. Wrap it up and torch the building , said Rell as his tucked his gun in his
waist side.
I will get up with yall tomorrow, said Rell. Burn this shit down when you done. Minutes
later Rell heard the shots ring out as he got in his car.
I got you, bruh, said Quan as he cocked his gun while listening to Rell as they suddenly
heard a gunshot. That motherfucker letting off rounds without me, said Quan as he hurried into
the club to let off a few rounds.
Fifteen minutes later, Rells mind replayed the nights events as he drove home and he
pondered on why Cortez had given him a pass. He had a meeting with Nigel early in the
morning. Rell was about 10 minutes from home when Jasmine called, Hey babe wassup?
asked Rell as he put the car in cruise control.
Where you been? Asked Jasmine as it was now almost morning so she was up cooking
breakfast
Rell was silent and didnt answer the question, so Jasmine knew to back off. She knew certain
things they didnt discuss.
Are you okay? Jasmine asked. Well I will be here when you get home, added Jasmine. I
love you babe.
Soon as Rell walked through the door, Jasmine was sitting on the couch. She jumped up and
walk toward Rell and hugged him. Jasmine eyes were misty as she knew every time he left he
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Bae, Im sorry, when I woke up you were gone and my mind went haywire, Jasmine said as
tears streamed down her face.
It bothered Rell to see her upset, but they both knew what they were getting into when he
claimed the throne.
Jasmine, stop okay baby Im good, calm down, Rell assured her as he kissed her on the
forehead. You know I got this those niggas not ready for me-. Deep in thought he was
interrupted by Jasmine calling him to eat Rell come get your plate " he made his way to the
table he sat down , "Baby, I don't know what I did to deserve this but thank you ", Rell said.
Jasmine smiled and said, "You welcome baby. Jasmine was pissed but she knew her role and
she played it well.

Rell was finishing the meal when Jasmine walked up behind him and ran her hand over his head
"Yeah daddy likes that ", Rell closed his eyes and smiled. Jasmine pulled the .45 from her back
and put it on the right side of his head. Rell felt the cold steel meshing against his temple "What
the fuck you doing?, you crazy ass woman Jasmine now had her other arm wrapped around his
neck bent over whispered in his ear, "Motherfucker you be tter had been about your business
because if I find out otherwise this .45 going to be clapping at your young ass", she whispered.
Rell stood up with Jasmine still holding on to his neck he broke he choke hold and said, "Are
you out of your rabbit ass mind , Jasmine?" he now had lifted her off her feet and she was
pressed against the wall her robe had become untied in the exchange which revealed she was
naked underneath "I bet your big overgrown ass better put me down ", Jasmine commanded as he
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time to me ', Rell joked she had her arms wrapped around his neck he felt her wetness "I bet you
better put me down", she smirked knowing she loved when he manhandled her and even more
when he ate the pussy he now had at an angle her hands rested on top of the refrigerator while he
had full access to the pussy he slowly ran his tongue over her clit, slightly sucking on it even
between licks pussy juice trickled down his hoodie "That's right baby eat this pussy you know
what momma likes", Jasmine moaned as her nails dug into his shoulders . Rell now speeded up
the strokes as her hips gyrated at a steady pace "You going to make this pussy cum?", Jasmine
kept echoing Rell now gently laid her on the kitchen table as he sat down pushed her leg open as
she laid naked, spread eagle. He slowly worked two fingers in and out of her pussy as he lightly
sucked, licked her clit Jasmine yelled out, "Oh you black son of a bitch you got this pussy
cumming" her body convulsed a few times and she collapsed Rell raised his head up his face
looking like it had been soaked in baby oil he just smiled and said, "You should cook more
often" as he made his way back to his movie. Jasmine sat up she was feeling nauseous she ran to
the bathroom where she deposited her entire breakfast into the toilet Rell raced down the hall to
the bathroom "Hey, whats going on?" "Are you okay? he asked peeking in. Jasmine raised her
head up and said, "Yeah, I'm okay ", she responded as she wiped the residue from her mouth.
She was thinking to herself how the nausea had happened again she began counting the days she
had been late she was in deep thought as Rell interrupted her thoughts by saying , "Maybe you
just need to lay down and rest some more". "Didn't, I say I was good ", she snapped "Excuse the
fuck out of me for being concerned", he retorted as he made his way back into the Livingroom
Jasmine came in few minutes later and plopped down beside him and asked, "So what the fuck
you plotting and scouting on ?" Rell trying to show compassion when his mind flashed back to
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Jasmine nodded in agreeance then he preceded to say, "Next damn time you put a gun to my
head and threaten me I will be missing and burying your ass. Jasmine just laughed, "Yeah right
whatever motherfucker ".Now tell me what you scheming on" Rell paused and said , "It's this
dude Shadow he's the cleaner for lower Manhattan he has a warehouse on 17th St. Shadow
cleans dirty money for supplier for four boroughs and plus is the connect for, coke, weed, pills
meth, you name it Shadows connected to it we need him . I've also learned is that he cleans at
least 20 mil trough legitimate businesses a week, Rell explained to Jasmine. Shadows one of
those started from the bottom now I'm here nigga. I been checking him for a minute
incognito", said Rell plus he has Charlotte ties. Jasmine eyes widen at the possibilities of how
this could get them to the islands for a while. "This is make our shit legit type deal. P lus it
would be perfect timing with us expanding down south, Rell added. Jasmine mind was
multitasking taking in what Rell was saying and thinking of laying in the sun." "Hey are you
listening", barked Rell "Yes I'm listening you going to watch how the fuck you talk to me too",
Jasmine snapped back. Jasmine was feeling sick and nauseous again as ran to the bathroom to
again empty her stomach's content. Jasmine knew her symptoms was that of being pregnant she
just had to figure out how to tell Rell because she knew he had a lot going on.
Rell raced behind her and said, Youre going to have to get over this nervous condition of
yours. We are too deep in the game to be worried about you shitting or vomiting on yourself,
teased Rell. Jasmine, you know the rewards as well as the risk of all our ventures you just need
to calm your ass down and trust me, barked Rell. You need to come to grips with certain
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Jasmine wanted to tell Rell to shut the hell up and lecture her later. However, she was so over
wrought with nervousness she simply leaned over the toilet throwing up for a good three minutes
straight. When she finished she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and teased Rell.
Aye, come give I kiss bae, joked Jasmine only to aggravate Rell.
Fuck out of here with all that Jasmine and go rinse out your damn mouth, said an aggravated
Rell. Rell grabbed his plate of food and walked it over to the microwave. He nuked it for about
forty five seconds then sat down to finish eating. Jasmine giggled to herself heading toward the
bathroom so she could rinse her mouth and jump in the shower cause sleep was calling her name.

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Nigel was in his office finishing up paperwork when there was a knock at the door. Stank and
Black were talking amongst themselves about taking in some of that famous New York nightlife.
Come in its open, said Nigel. Nigel rose from behind the desk as Rell walked in. Nigel
grabbed Rell and they embraced each other.
Wassup Black and Stank?
Shit taking in this big ass city, joked Stank who had just finished talking about getting
money. So Stank your ass cant speak to Rell? asked Nigel.
Wassup boss man? I didnt hear you, answered Stank. I see you got these boroughs on
lock.
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Hey fellas let me holler at them, I will get with yall in few, said Nigel as he led Stank and
Black out of the office. Nigel gave Stank the side-eye as he left something about him rubbed
him wrong.
So I heard you cleared Cortez and his crew out. Nigel smiled.
Yeah, they were wilding out recklessly so I had to fix it. Rell shrugged.
Nigel rubbed his chin as he eyed Rell then he smiled and said, Man does time fly. I
remember when you were this kid so nave to the game, but look at you now. Nigel grinned.
Nigel looked at Rell like a father would his child.
Wheres your brother he was supposed to be here? asked Nigel looking at his watch. There
was a knock at the door, Come in.
Quan walked in looking like he had been up all night. Wassup, Nigel? Quan asked giving
them dap. Did you tell Nigel Cortez got away?
I see your ass didnt get any sleep last night, said Rell as Quan sat down.
No time to sleep, I got too much bread to get feel me, responded Quan.
Okay the reason I called yall in here was I need to tell yall something, said Nigel. Rell and
Quans eyes zoomed in on Nigel as he began to talk.
Yall know Ive always viewed you both as my sons correct?
Have I always had you all back and been fair? added Nigel
I mean you got me and moms out of the hood, you have shown me a life I wouldve only
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I second that, you gave all of us a piece of your pie, said Quan.
Well Im getting older and the game has changed. Ive made a lot of money, and Ive been
thinking like Jim Brown, I know when its time to leave the game, rambled off Nigel. Rell and
Quan listened attentively.
So what you saying Nigel? Rell asked
Quans face had a perplexed look on his face and said, What you firing us?
Nigel starting laughing and said, This the dope game no pink slips, you just fall out of
pocket.
Rell frowned at Quan and said, I dont believe you said that stupid shit.
Quan waved their words off and laughed himself. Nigel knows what I mean.
Umm huh, can I finish fellows, I have to go meet your mother. Nigel smiled. You all know
she hates waiting.
Well, what Im trying to say is Im turning everything over to you all. I figured Quan would
run New York and Rell you run North Carolina and beyond. What do you all think about that
idea?
Rell spoke first, Thats cool with me, I just have to talk to Jasmine so we can find somebody
to run her boutique, answered Rell.
Oh, shit I forgot about her boutique, responded Nigel
Me and Nico can hold down North Carolina along with Black and Stank, Quan stood up
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Okay thats cool I already have a drug connect in Charlotte, Ortiz and his son Manuel and
my nephew Black running the streets with his partner.
We got you Nigel, said Quan as he stood by the office door. Im about to go talk to Nico
now, later.
Hold on, Quan I got one more thing to ask you all, smiled Nigel.
Nigel rubbed his hands together, Well you all know Ive been seeing your mom for a minute.
Well, I was wandering if you all would have a problem with me asking her to move in with me?
Silence fell over the room as they both took in what Nigel said.
When did you all start seeing each other? asked Rell looking betrayed.
Go ahead on Nigel your slick ass, joked Quan. Nigel was deflated at Rells response, So
Im taking it we have a problem?
Damn right we do, the best you can offer is to shack up with my mom? Get the fuck outta
here, Rell shouted.
Quan saw the tension fill the air so he stepped in between the two, Rell chill out man, said
Quan as he stretched his arms out.
Nigel frowned and yelled, Rell youre out of line, I love your mother but she turned down
my proposal. Rell saw the love Nigel had for Patrice as he revealed being turned down. Patrice
turned me down because she thought you wouldnt be okay with it thats why we have kept our
relationship a secret, added Nigel. Rell felt like shit knowing he was the reason that his mother
wasnt marrying Nigel. My bad Nigel Im so sorry my bad. You know I get crazy over mom
dukes.
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I can respect that, are we good though? Nigel looked at Rell as he grabbed his briefcase,
and rose up from the desk.
Yea, we good.
Aight, yall Im out, said Quan throwing up the peace sign.
Aight, bruh I will get with you later. As soon as Quan opened the door, Patrice came
charging in and said, Nigel are you all finished, we have stuff to do? Patrice was fussing and
she hardly took notice that Quan and Rell were still there. When he finally noticed them she
spoke, Hey, everybody. Patrice saw Nigel expression and it didnt go well. He looked as if he
was caught doing something he had no business doing. Quan had left, and Rell was looking at
Patrice and Nigel. They both got quiet then Rell said, I think your wrong for using me as your
reason not to marry him.
Patrices head dropped at the statement So when were you going to tell me you all have been
dating? Rell asked Patrice.
I wanted to tell you, but she said give her time.
Well Im say this, if yall dont get married thats on yall, not me Ma.
Its cool with me. Patrice and Nigel smiled and Nigel dropped to his knee while he reached
in his briefcase and pulled out a 4-carat platinum ring and asked Patrice, Will you marry me?
Patrice was silent for a second then said, Yes I will Nigel. Rell dapped Nigel up and said,
Dont hurt my mom. Im happy for yall. Rell smiled. Patrice felt like the luckiest woman in
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Jasmine was sitting in her boutique serving a customer when Rell walked in with a pissed off
look on his face.
Hey, babe you okay? Jasmine asked Rell, because his expression was like he lost his best
friend.
Yeah, Im good just got blindsided by Nigel and Momma, answered Rell. Its fucked up
that I didnt pick up on it.
Why what happened? What you talking about? Asked Jasmine.
They have been dating and Nigel asked her to marry him, Rell let her know the he was
good with them.
Jasmine yelled with excitement, Are you serious I am so happy for them. Rells expression
was less than enthusiastic.
Im not cause then his enemies become her enemies.
Well she refused his proposal at first because of me, added Rell.
Jasmine face grimaced, Please, your momma human and I think that Nigel is good for her
and loves her.
What did Quan say about it? Asked Jasmine.
Hes cool with the situation, he and Nico will be running N.C. They will be handling things
on that end.
A couple of days later Rell and Jasmine were eating dinner when Quan called. Rell looked at
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Wassup, bruh? Answered Rell.

We been in Charlotte about two hours. The address Nigel gave me for the drug connect is a
restaurant with Mexican motherfuckers at the entrance, added Quan.
Okay well make contact with Ortiz, responded Rell.
I called the nephew and hes saying hes meeting the drug connect tomorrow, answered
Quan.
Nico just told me he set us up a time to meet Ortiz, but he knows you not us, Nico says he
seems antsy.
Alright, yall get a room and chill we will be there tomorrow, answered Rell. Yall take in
the city till I get there dont do anything stupid. Let me know when make contact with Black
also.
Me and Jasmine about to hop a flight there.
Rell ended the call and turned to Jasmine, Baby we got to hop a flight to Charlotte. Rell
mind raced wishing he had someone he could send.
Okay, baby lets finish eating dinner first bae and then we will pack. Jasmine hated
Charlotte because last time in her eyes it was the city that took Rell from her. But she knew with
him being the boss he had to handle it.
Rell sat back down and finished his meal as he thought about the last time he was in
Charlotte.

STAY TUNED FOR PART 2..

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