Page 19 of Can't Stop the Love of A Boss: Part 3

“Talk,” Murder said as he slid his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

“I wanna apologize for how that night turned out. It wasn’t my intention to get you shot,” he started to explain.

“You interrupt my girls party with a gun to her back, but you didn’t want anybody to get hurt? Yeah, that’s a real G way to do shit. It must be something in the fucking water y’all were drinking because every time I talk to one of y’all, I swear I get dumber than y’all,” Murder said.

“I just wanna apologize. I was just pissed at how everything went down with my baby mama locking me up and shit,” Mike-Mike said and shifted his stance from his left foot to his right. He was trying to read Murder’s next move while still trying to appear as if he had it all together.

“Come on to my office so we can talk,” Murder said then turned to open the door to his office.

Slowly, Mike-Mike walked into the office. As he was about to sit down in one of the empty chairs, he felt the cold steel of the barrel of a gun pressed to the back of his head.

“I’m not a man who works off emotion, but right now I’m happy as fuck that I didn’t have to come find your ass,” Murder said just before pulling the trigger and exposing Mike-Mike’s brains to the air-conditioned atmosphere of his office.

The body hit the floor with a loud thump. Murder looked down to see that some blood splatter was left on his shoes. “Damn I just got these shits customized,” he complained as he called his uncle.

“I was about to call you, nephew,” Uncle Jimmy said.

“I got a problem with my carpet, Unc. This shit is dirty as fuck. It needs to be replaced ASAP,” Murder said, speaking in code.

“What the hell you spill on the carpet on your first day back?” Uncle Jimmy asked.

“Some fucking red Kool-Aid. I keep telling these bitches about bringing their bad ass kids in here eating and drinking shit,” Murder said.

“Okay, I’m on my way. I’ll tell you my news when I get there,” Uncle Jimmy said before ending the call.

Uncle Jimmy shook his head as he tried to figure out who the hell Murder had killed. Killing somebody today wasn’t part of the plan, but shit happens. He sped through the streets of Norfolk trying to get to the barbershop without catching the eye of the police. Hopefully, they were all somewhere eating fucking donuts.

Once he pulled up to the shop, he jumped out of the car and noticed that everyone was gone from the shop in the middle of the day.

“Murder, where the fuck you at, nephew?” Uncle Jimmy called out as he walked into the shop.

“I’m in here,” Murder called out.

Uncle Jimmy came back to the office to see Mike-Mike’s dead body on the floor.

“What the hell happened? What did he want? I wasn’t expecting him to be the problem with the carpet,” he told Murder.

“He came to talk, I guess. How the fuck am I supposed to know what he wanted? He wasn’t trying to talk when he had the gun on Lawrynn, so why the fuck he wanna talk now? Fuck all that. If you ask me, it’s too many people walking around this motherfucker that don’t need to be,” Murder complained.

“You just can’t go around killing folks and shit. I thought you grew out of that shit,” Uncle Jimmy said. Uncle Jimmy took his phone out and sent a text message. “The cl

eanup boys will be here in a few. Is there anything you wanna talk about?” He asked Murder.

“No, ain’t shit to discuss, Unc,” Murder said.

“Who else you planning to kill, nephew?” Uncle Jimmy asked. Murder just gave him a crazy look. They both knew who was on Murder’s list. “You can’t kill the girl’s family if you plan on marrying her soon. If you kill them all, who’s gonna sit on her side of the church?” Uncle Jimmy asked.

“Look, they should’ve thought about that shit a long time ago. The only reason they keep doing shit is because nobody has checked their asses. All that is about to fucking stop. What did you have to tell me when I called you?” Murder asked. He wasn’t gonna budge on his thoughts about killing Lawrynn’s family, so he changed the subject.

“I got a call from Queen. she said that Corn has Laura at their house. We can go over there and get them or just wait until the meet up. It’s all up to you,” Uncle Jimmy said.

“I’ll let you know what I wanna do when the guys get here. Truthfully, I want to get this shit over with. Fuck waiting.”

Murder just wanted to have peace and quiet in his life. He knew that as long as the drama sisters were alive, that wouldn’t happen. Law-Baby deserved it and more in his eyes, and he was going to give it to her, even if he had to kill to do it.

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“Are you ready to do this?” Nell asked Lawrynn as she drove through the city heading to the Regional Jail in Portsmouth.

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