PREFACE
I got a text message on my hitter at 5:00 in the morning. In all caps its read GET YO ASS OUT HERE BEFORE I STOMP A MUD HOLE IN YO ASS
I wiped the cold out my eyes, threw my white buffs on, and grabbed the twin glock 19's resting on the nightstand. I looked over at my boo Tiara laying beside me and slowly rolled out the bed. She was a light sleeper and I didn't want to awake her. It would had been all types of hell. Cussing. Fussing. And probably fighting if she was having a good dream. And 9-times-of-ten she was. It was pitch-black outside when I got out there. I founded light from a cordial tone. I walked towards the voice and there a man stood or shall I say leaning on his car in my driveway. I knew him and he knew me. The look on his face told me something wasn't right. His opening statement came off so foul. He talked about how he had a couple bodies on me and how he was coming back later on in the day to serve me indictment papers. He gave me a heads-up the indictment would have drug charges attached with the bodies also. The guy was a undercover federal agent I had comings and goings with in the pass. Don't get it twisted I ain't no snitch. I just know the nigga from coming and passing like I said.
"DAWG. . . . You come over my house in the middle of the night to tell me this?How the fuck you get my number?And how the fuck you know where I live?"I asked click-clanking the two glocks muzzles together. Dawg was a federal so I wasn't gone shoot. I just wanted to scare him a bit. He proceeded to tell me don't worry how he got my number and address. He told me to hand over my guns and I did. That was some stupid ass shit but I did it. Afterwards he whipped out a cell phone and showed me a video off that bitch. Sure ass shit it was me standing over a nigga pumping led in his ass. It was a nigga name J-Rock I killed six-or-seven-months away. Dawg had owed me some papers so I had to body his ass. The video fucked me up. So much so that I asked"That shit happened a minute back and you just now coming down on me about this shit?"I asked scratching my head and my neck.
The agent answered"I'm in the business of capturing not catching. There's more"He warned with a wink. He then showed more videos of me doing dirt in the streets. Selling bricks here and there. And making a few sucka niggas bleed here and there.
"So you got all this. What's in it for you. Why you come tell me the day before that my life is about to come to a end. What?Why?What's in it for you?"I pouted. I ain't gone lie I got mad ass hell. I'm was more confused then anything and I just wanted to know what the fuck he really wanted. After getting down to the nitty gritty the penny loafer straight up told me"Jamal. . . There is nothing in it for me. I really was hoping it wasn't you in these videos" "What?"
"Like I said. I really was hoping it wasn't you involved in these shootings or drug deals?"
"But it is me so what you-you-you really saying?"
"I ain't saying nothing. I'm just saying mann"The cop shrugged and handed me my two handguns back. He opened the driver side door and starting his car up from standing outside. He stalked the darkness with his funny colored eyes and drove out squeaking his brakes. I just stood in my driveway watching him drive off. After his taillights disappeared in the cover of darkness, I sat the two glocks on the cement and just put my hands on my face. I was pissed and mad and confused. I picked the guns up and made way back into the crib. There Tiara stood by the stairway. My boo looked mad. She asked me what was going on and I told her everything. Tiara way more than my boo. She was my wife. And I loved her and trusted her dearly. I called her my boo because that what we nicknamed each other. Don't get it twisted Tiara was my real wife. Tiara damn near had nervous breakdown once I told what the agent had on me. I really didn't want to tell her from the jump because her aunt had just passed two days ago from cancer. She was already in a emotional state. After breaking down and catching hella attitudes on the stairs I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. I sucked her pussy and she fell asleep with tears in her eyes. I took and shower and I dipped out to the streets. It was bright and early and the birds were chirping. It might sound crazy but I be damn if a agent was gone scare me out my daily routine!!!And far as I'm concerned~I GOT THE EYE OF A DOUGHBOY~
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