Thug Passion 3 by Mz. Lady P

Author:Mz. Lady P
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Shan Presents
Published: 2014-10-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16-Thug

To Kill a Rat

It had been a week since the ladies and the kids went back to Chicago. We had a sitdown with Vinny, and he assured us that he had no clue that the FEDS had been watching us. He did tell the truth about them having surveillance. He said some of them were on his payroll, and that was why they had never even moved in on him after all these years. He wanted us to continue in Miami, but I declined the offer.

I wasn't about to take that chance and play with my freedom. I couldn't wait to get back to Chicago. Tahari's birthday was coming, and I needed to do something really special for her. I still felt bad about missing her birthday last year. So, I had to do double to make up for it, but first I had two rats to exterminate.

I watched as Johnny and Santino walked into the warehouse without a care in the world. They were smiling so fucking hard. I smirked because they wouldn't be smiling later. Malik and Sarge had been keeping tabs on them since we found out about what the fuck they were up to. Vinny found out that they would not be under surveillance again until the day of the shipment.

We had to get at them now because our next shipment was due to come into the Marina in a couple of days. We had already switched up our whole operation. That drop had already happened. It was shipped to our warehouse in Chicago. If the FEDS wanted us, they were going to have to start from scratch. I wasn't about to make the shit easy for their ass. If they wanted me, they were going to have to work hard to get me. Malik, Sarge, Dro, and myself were sitting around my office anxious and ready to get this shit over with.

"What's up with this last minute meeting?" Johnny asked as he sat down and fired up a Cuban cigar.

"There has been a change in plans; the shipment is coming in today, and we need you guys to go get it." They looked like deer in headlights as they heard me speak the words.

"Who changed the shipment?” Santino asked as the sweat poured from his fat ass forehead. I sipped from my Remy and stared his ass down before I spoke.

"Don't ask any fucking questions! Just get ready to go get my shit. The last time I checked I was the fucking boss, and you motherfuckers were the employees!" They had become so scared as they tried to figure out a way to get out of this shit.

"Do you really need us to do it? Sarge and Dro can handle it without us. We could be getting set up." Johnny spoke as he downed a straight shot of Remy. This motherfucker had a lot of nerve to be talking about a set up. That pissed my hittas off even more than they already were.

"Get

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