Then Came You

Adonis

Whenever I received too much praise, It just didn't feel right to me

-Nas

"I'm just trying to figure out how the fuck do you lose half a million dollars Benny."

I appear calm but my blood boils as I look at my cousins battered face. It become apparent to me that he was have second thoughts about what I do to feed this family. He was allowed to voice his opinion, but what he wasn't allowed to do was turn informant and try to take my fucking money and run. That was a bitch move and disrespectful.

And I like to deal with disrespect swiftly.

Pulling up a seat I pull up the video of his wife of six years topping me off. I got it in HD just so he could see how sloppy his wife got for a real man. Tears roll down his face as he watches her bust it open for me.

"See, Tonya was waiting for a nigga like me to slide in and get her right. See Benny she made the mistake of getting with a boy and expecting him to do a mans job. A honest mistake. But I assure you, nothing will happen to her or your daughter as long as I get what's mine. Especially with the way she threw it back, got me wanting to spin the block and hit that shit again."

He shouts curses at me and I simply let him tire himself out. There's no reason for the cat to get worked up when he has the mouse cornered. He knows that he's eating a bullet tonight whether I get my product or not. There was a price to play when you got into this game and I was a man who was willing to pay it and collet my debts.

"Benny, now that you've done all your hooping and hollering I'd really appreciate it if you told me where my product was. I don't have to tell you that your going to die tonight. You know full well the price of disloyalty. So why would you even take that risk when I have been so good to you?"

He spits out a mouthful of blood before finding his voice.

"I got picked up in Saline county during my last pickup. They were sitting on the traphouse. They knew times and dates of shipments and pickups. The feds are fiending for you. I'm not the only one turned informant. What did you expect me to do?"

Shaking my head at his question I signal for my men to untie him.

"I wouldn't expect anything less from a coward. All you had to do was call me and I would have had you out in a matter of hours. You flipped to the wrong side. There's a reason I can't be link or pinned to this drug shit. It doesn't play me, I play it. You on the other hand were just a pawn to get to me. A low level worker that couldn't tell the feds from the hick county police. They've got nothing on me."

My phone buzzes in my pocket with the location of the unaccounted for drugs. Without another word I put a bullet between his eyes. My goon quickly wrap him in the tarp that was laid in preparation for this very moment.

Getting my burner phone I text my connect that we need to meet asap. He send me a random address to which I agree to meet. Removing the sims card I crush the phone under my foot as I head for the door. Sliding into the seats of my midnight blue dodge challenger demon, hurriedly typing the address into the GPS. The new Nas album blast through my speakers as I whip through downtown Little Rock.

The night was quiet and my thoughts soon begin to race. I know that some of my crew was getting sloppy but to think that they were turning on me was unthinkable. Some people were made for this street shit, other just got in where they fit in. I know know to be extra careful around those I keep close. I don't have time to be doing a bid for somebody else not being able to keep their mouth shut. I was in this for the money not the fame. But infamy was hard to escape when your murder game was as cold as mine.

Pulling up into the quiet cul-de-sac, I turn my lights off in back into the garage of house number thirty nine. The gate was open and I slip towards the back yard where Edward was waiting for me.

A blunt dangled from his lip as he led me to his toolshed. It was completely insolated and soundproof. Leather seats and a large flat screen that showed security footage of every inch of his property were the only adornments. He pours a glass of scotch and passes it to me. I take a sip before sitting opposite him.

"I hope you got rid of the mole."

"It's been handled. What I came to talk to you about is the trap houses. I'll be rotating them, and changing the routes to the safe houses. I just wanted you to know so you didn't think anything funny was going on. I need to pull a tighter reign in on my crew an figure out where all this heat is coming from. Of course they have nothing on either of us, but we can never be too careful."

He nods taking a strong pull from his blunt.

"You know I trust your judgement Youngblood. You learned from the best. I know there isn't any hoe in your blood."

He smirks showing off the diamond sparkling in his teeth.

Edward Perez had been in the game for over forty years, there was little he hadn't seen or been through. He mentored my father and paid his way through law school. He said it was always best to have a white friend and a lawyer on stand by. I turned to the streets because even though my dad was a great man I just couldn't see myself following in his footsteps. After he died he left in terrible financial standing. He looked out for his friend but couldn't make sure that his family was taken care of. so I had to step up. Uncle Ed introduced me to his connect and only took fifteen percent in return. He made sure my mother was straight and made a trust fund for my younger siblings. I owed him my life and all he asked of me was to be a man that respected the street code and himself.

And so far I had been doing just that .

"Thank you Unc, I was just stopping by to inform you of what was happening. I know Paulett doesn't like me keeping you out late so I'll let you get back inside."

He nods. I dap him up amnd give him a quick hug before draining the rest of my glass.

Making my way across the lawn, my personal phone goes off. One of my jump offs and trying to persuade me to come over and drop some dick off. Needing a stress reliver I agree to be there in twenty minutes.

***

Kindra opens the door in nothing but heels and a smile. Picking her up I throw her over my shoulder, closing the door behind me. Throwing her on the bed she assumes the position. Ass up face down, she had a cute face but that ass was fat and the star from the show. Pulling the condom from my pocket I quickly strip and slide it own. Another rule: never raw what you don't want to marry. I slide in with a grunt and immediately take out my frustrations on her. I rub her clit while deep stroking her from the back. Her screams vibrate off the walls, only encouraging me to go deeper and harder. She creams coating my dick white as she begs me the take the condom off so she can feel all of me.

I'm not a dummy. I've been fucking with Kindra for years and she had mentioned on more than one occasion how she saw her self settling down and starting a family with me. And promptly shut that shit down. She was the type of girl you partied with took shopping and fucked. But she wasn't wife material. She didn't have the type of mindset that I wanted raising my kids. That woman would be driven and self-sufficient . I wouldn't need to worry if she was with me as a come up because she would be well established in her own right.

And that woman wasn't her.

Ignoring her pleas, I flip her off putting her legs over my shoulders looking her in the eyes as the fucked the imprint of my dick into her womb. She nutted, screaming my name at the top of her lungs as I continue to slow stroke her, mumbling sweet nothings nd talking her through her orgasm. I nut soon after, easing out of her. Pulling off the condom I tight it in a knot before flushing it down the toilet. Crawling back in bed, I cuddle her until she falls asleep. I might not see myself with her in the future but I'm not a heartless monster. She gave me her body, the least I can give her is my time. Tucking the covers on her more tightly I take a quick shower, I dress and leave quietly making sure to lock up on my way out.

I make my way to my family home in Sherwood. The large estate was my first big purchase and the one i took the most pride in. I loved having all the people I cherished the most in one place. I needed to know that they were safe in order to get any rest at night. Especially my mother as she was getting up in age and begged me for grandchildren every chance she got. Being only twenty six the time for children would be a couple more years still. I wanted to be out of the game before I settled down. I didn't have time to worry about my wife and kids being put in harms way because of my dealings.

The thought alone made me sick.

The house is quiet, not a light on. Going to my wing I undress before climbing in bed. The day was long and tiresome but still sleep escapes me. It's hard to believe that the feds are trying to build a Rico case on me. The state police have been trying to make something stick for years with no luck. But federal time was a whole different beast. It might actually time for me to start thinking of an exit strategy.

But it was hard to get in the game and even harder to get out alive.