Never Been In Love by Anjela Day

Author:Anjela Day [Day, Anjela]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Leo Sullivan Presents | Sullivan Productions
Published: 2015-12-17T05:00:00+00:00

8

Rico

I knew the game. I knew nowadays niggas were not loyal. But never in a million years would I think a nigga I did nothing but made money for in the last ten years of my life would want me dead. I couldn't fathom how someone I damn near called my brother would send little kids to do a job I'd been doing for him since we'd met.

I walked into Dillinger's stash house with not one gun. However, I had the nigga Montae outside with the choppa ready to blow the whole muthafuckin house down. Dillinger was at the table in front of the money counter. He didn’t even see me walk through the door. Not because his mind was on the money like it should have been, but because he was occupied by the five butt naked hoes that stood at the table handing him money.

I cleared my throat and crossed my arms over my chest. That still didn’t bring his focus on me. I had to wonder how a nigga that had made it so high up in the game allowed pussy to come before money. It frustrated me.

It was me coughing that finally grabbed his attention. The look on his face was priceless. His relaxed mood was turned upside down as his eyes shot open, he sat up in his seat, and reached for his gun.

“Really, my nigga? You think you got the balls to shoot me? Go head, try,” I said, raising my arms to the sky and slowly turning so the nigga could see I was unarmed.

“Fool, I thought you was–”

“Nah, nigga. Kill it. You thought I was dead. What you fail to realize is that I'm in these streets. Shit, nigga, I am the streets. So the thought of you touching me without me finding out is as dumb as you thinking I would come in this bitch alone.” I nodded my head and Montae walked in with the choppa. He pointed it at Dillinger then tossed me my wood and black steel Beretta.

“So what you gone do? Kill me?” Dillinger asked with a smirk on his face. “You think that my men will let you kill me?”

“Nah, I don't think they will,” I said, watching as the few niggas in the house started to walk towards me.

My smile was as bright as the stars in the sky as I stepped out of the kitchen. As soon as I stepped back, Montae let loose. He emptied the clip in less than forty five seconds, leaving a room full of dust. As the cloud of gunpowder and debris cleared, I stepped back in to see Dillinger curled under the table, holding the floor like he was a little bitch. Beside him laid the bodies of not just his men, but the hoes he was earlier mesmerized by.

“My nigga, how long have I know you?” I asked, grabbing his shirt. I pulled him off the floor and put him back into the chair he’d just jumped from when Tae started to spray his gun.

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