A Hitta has Feelings too: Dallas and Chloe's Hood Love Story 2 by M. Monique

Author:M. Monique [Monique, M.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: AJ Presents Publishing
Published: 2020-06-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

YURI GRISHAM

“Fuckin’ cock suckers.” A couple of black kids nearly tripped me as I tried to make my way to the counter. Stumbling, I broke my fall by holding on to one of the shelves. I was already a little drunk, not nearly as drunk as I wanted, no needed to be.

Mumbling to myself, I threw the door open to the little convenience store I had just come out of. The six pack of beer wasn’t much, but it’d get me through the night at least. Pressing the fob to unlock my truck doors, I looked around to make sure no one was following me. I was fucking Yuri Grisham! The Russian killer that put the fear of God in many.

That was the old me. Sliding into my truck, my eyes landed on the photograph of my girlfriend and son. Jacqo was six in this picture. Amanda, my girlfriend, was radiant, smiling from ear to ear at the camera. I took this picture just months before they died.

Slamming the beer down in the passenger seat, I hung my head as I cried, wept for the only two people I had ever loved in my whole life. Every day was like this. Drinking, weeping, repeat. I was doing good to just eat. I hadn’t shaved in ages, and I couldn’t remember when the last time I had changed my clothes.

Snot dripped from my nose, the pain of my loss cutting deep. It was going on four months, but the pain was as fresh as it just happening. My head pounded from the amount of crying I was doing. With blood shot eyes, I tried to focus on the road as I left the parking lot.

Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Wasn’t many places I could duck off in without causing attention. I found this raggedy motel just off of the interstate and decided to lay low there until I made my next move.

Dimochka McQueen just wouldn’t fucking die. Not him or his fucking offspring. I hated to put his family in the middle of our shit, but that’s what happens when you come after a man’s family. An eye for a fucking eye!

I actually worked side by side with Dimochka for years, helping him commit murders all of the world. It was the life for men like us who could give a fuck about anything. Doing something ‘positive’ for the government we served was uplifting at first. As time went on however, I realized the government could care less about anyone. Most of us who worked for the company knew this, however, until it came square to my doorstep did I have a real issue with the government.

A few years ago, Dimochka decided he wanted to retire. Instead of the company appointing me to Dimochka’s commander position, they decided to give it to one of the younger guys. Dimochka’s son was actually set to take the position but chose to get out of the company instead. Dallas had given the company twelve strong years, more than was required of a recruit when they come in.

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