The Outro: The Cezar Cartel Vol. 4 by Raynor Natisha

Author:Raynor, Natisha
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K. Renee Publications
Published: 2022-08-21T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Dax sat on his couch smoking a blunt and drinking cognac that ran him $1,200 a bottle. In order not to track BellaRose down and either choke her ass or kiss her, required him pulling out the good stuff. It had been five nights since she came home, and he was becoming angrier by the day. He wanted to say fuck her. He was mad close to packing her shit up and taking it to Uri, but something was holding him back. He didn’t regret hitting Kaseem. That nigga violated. Square or not, he was smart enough to know what boundaries were. He wasn’t sure where she was staying, but he had enough respect for her parents not to go over to their house acting a fool. He didn’t go to her job because he knew fuck boy was there, and he wasn’t trying to go back to jail. When Otto bailed him out, and he came home and saw some of B’s stuff gone, he knew she was pissed for real, but he didn’t get it. Co-worker or not, she shouldn’t have put any nigga before him.

Dax decided he was tired of drinking at home, and he was going out to a bar. And if he just so happened to meet a bad ass chick and fuck her after, then that would be his business. B had him fucked up. Dax finished off his blunt and his drink, grabbed his keys, and left the house. Dax was always on point, so even being a little inebriated didn’t stop him from peeping that someone was following him about a mile from his house. Dax was only five miles from the bar that he was going to, so he wondered if he should lead the person or the people following him to the bar. With his eyes trained on the rearview mirror, Dax eased his gun in his lap, and then he called Otto to put him up on game. Both his niggas were fathers now, but Oak had a newborn, and Otto was his best friend, so Dax opted to call him. The black Charger continued to follow him while he spoke to Otto. It was only eight PM, so though traffic wasn’t super heavy, there were still many cars out. Dax wasn’t exactly sure how to play it, but he was on point. When he was two miles away from the bar, Dax pulled onto a side street and waited. With flaring nostrils and a racing heart, he watched as the car came to a stop behind him. Dax jumped out of his car and started firing at the Charger. He knew it might be a suicide mission, but he didn’t care.

The windows were tinted, so Dax couldn’t see who was driving, but whoever it was put the gear in reverse and got the hell out of dodge but not before the person on the passenger side rolled his window down and started firing at Dax. Dax got back inside his car and peeled off.

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