Page 74 of Heart of a Savage
Lamont Logan. Also known as Mont was the culprit. As I stood putting two and two together, I felt an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Arieana’s last name was Logan. She wasa hitter. She told me her father was in prison, and it could only mean that she was the daughter of Lorenzo Logan.
Fuck.
I lifted my gun, delivering the same fate as Jovon to Donnie.
“This is bad, man,” I voiced.
“What you mean? These niggas deserved this shit. Now we need to go handle Lamont. Since we got a name, I know Harv can pull up his info,” Mo said.
“He’s Arie’s uncle, Mo,” I revealed.
They were silent for a moment, possibly thinking about what this would mean for me if I had him taken out.
“I mean… How much you care about her?” Mike asked.
I looked at him with a straight face. “A lot.”
“Do you think she fucks with him like that?”
“She was close to her father, so I’m sure she’s close to him too.”
“What shorty don’t know won’t hurt her. I know y’all been tied at the hip lately, but it’s not like you’re the one pulling the trigger,” Mo noted.
I shook my head as I dialed the cleanup crew. It didn’t matter if I was the one pulling the trigger or not; I’d still know what happened. I’d still be a part of it because I was going to be the one who ordered it. This was why I knew my father should have stopped this street shit a long time ago. This part of the game wasn’t worth the fucking risk of losing someone I cared so much about.
But it was business, and her uncle had violated.
It was out of my control at this point. Lamont took some shit that didn’t belong to him and had our businesses slowing up because he wanted to be greedy. And greed gets you killed in this profession.
“I’m about to go holla at Papi. Y’all stay and let the cleaners in,” I stated after allowing the silence to linger.
“You about to tell him we out, right?” Mo asked.
“Yeah, scary ass. Could have stood on your own and told him.”
“You’re better at delivering our news, big bro. He won’t listen to thelittleniggas in the camp.” He shrugged.
“Yeah… Right,” I replied, climbing the basement stairs.
“Son. I assume you got some good news for me?”
“If this name I’m about to drop is good news, then yes,” I told him and took a seat in the chair in front of him.
“Names are always good news,” he replied.
“Lamont Logan.”
He paused from sipping his drink while staring ahead. He scoffed and chuckled before looking at me. “I knew that bitch nigga was going to be a problem. I should have offed his ass a long time ago.”
“Yeah, well, that’s now a problem for me.”
“How so?”
“I’m dating his niece.”
“Oh, really? Seems as if you may have to cut that off then, huh?”
I frowned. “It ain’t that simple, Papi.”
