Page 33 of Terrez and Shalene
“Yeah, let me holla at you real quick. I won’t keep you long.”
“Aight. Lou, you got this shit for a second?”
“I got you, bruh.”
Once we got to the backyard, I took a blunt from my pocket and sparked it. This was a celebratory smoke and Little would soon come to know it.
“Shit been smooth?” I questioned, already knowing the answer.
“Shit been smooth. You heard otherwise or something?”
“Even if I did, I’d never take another man’s word over my brother’s. That night we had to ride out, we had them words. I thought on the shit and I just wanted to apologize for making you feel like I was testin’ your manhood when it came to this shit. I had a bad feelin’ about that nigga the moment you brought him in. I just couldn’t say shit because he hadn’t done shit. But shit became obvious to me when he started movin’ funny.”
“That’s the thing. When I first met Chaos, none of that funny shit was even happening. The nigga was solid until he wasn’t. I just had to make sure I was on the money before I took his ass out, but I would’ve moved like that with anyone.”
“I respect it. But my point in bringin’ it up is for me to tell you that I trust your judgment. I don’t ever wanna see you behind bars again, man.”
After passing him the blunt, I took a set of keys out of my pocket and handed them to him. With confusion written all over his face, Little held the keys in the air and waited for me to explain.
“Those keys are to the other three spots. As of right now, they officially belong to you.”
“Yoooo. You fuckin’ with me right now?”
“Not at all. I been ready to give you this shit the last couple months. Just needed to make sure that mess was cleaned up before I put more on your plate,” I admitted.
“Damn. Man. I thought you were gon’ give the other three to D-Man’s ass.”
“Nah. D-Man is good at what he does, but I don’t think he’s ready for the big dog responsibilities. There’s potential, but he still needs some training. Maybe he’ll be ready by the time you ready to step away from the shit.”
“That’s what I’m thinkin’ too. I’ll make sure he’s ready by then. Lil nigga ain’t gon’ know how to act with all this shit,” I joked.
“He will. He just got some maturing to do. All your people okay with the new management?”
“Everybody cool. Once I assured them that the money wouldn’t slow up, they were good. Plus, D-Man is a face they’re all familiar with. If they see him still in charge over there, it gives another sense of stability. Everyone fucks with you though, man. This life chose us, remember?”
I took a few more minutes to give him a brief rundown of how I handled my other spots, but I didn’t go into too much detail. He’d be running them the way he saw fit from now on. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he started seeing the moneycome in from the other spots. The shit was too lucrative to pass up. That’s why I didn’t think about passing them off until I got a chance to make equal or more money.
“You comin’ out to the block party?” he asked as I was walking to my truck.
“Yeah. I’m still DP for life. Just letting go of the street shit. Plus, I want Amayah and Shalene to see how we get down. I tell her all the time we do it big for the community, but I think she believes we’re just more gun totting goofies like these other gangs.”
“I think that’s true for Pat’s ass too. She stay actin’ like she ain’t fuckin’ with me, but she answer every time I call,” he revealed.
“You still hangin’ in there? I thought y’all asses were on some one-night stand type shit.”
“Nah, I fuck with Pat. She’s smart as fuck and got some good ass pussy. She’s givin’ me the runaround, but I know she fucks with a nigga.”
“What about the nigga she got the situation with?”
“Shit, if she got a situation, I can’t tell. She answers my calls and texts me back in a decent time. Bruh must not be fuckin’ shit up like I do.”
“Aight, bruh. I ain’t tryna think about that shit.”
“I’m just sayin’. As far as I’m concerned, I’m the only nigga she in a situation with.”
“Cool. I’ll see you at the party tomorrow, my nigga.”
“From the cradle to the casket.”
