Page 30 of Dreaux: The Corporate Assassin

“The seriousness on his face tells me this isn’t a friendly visit, so um… I can go and let you guys talk.” She looked back and forth between us before turning to me and standing on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek. “Call me later, okay? You owe me one.”

“If you give me ten minutes to get rid of this nigga, I’ll give you nine.” I gripped her waist and pulled her into me so she could see how hard I was. “You don’t have to go.”

“Call me,” was all she said. Giving Jules a tight-lipped smile, she entered the elevator and headed out into the night. Dragging my eyes to Jules, he was now seated near the window and examining the city like he was really captivated by the shit.

“Did you get the file from Mimi on Denim?” he asked over his shoulder. “You’re in a fucked-up city, and all you know are the Mills. Is itsafeto have her here?”

“Nigga, what?” I reared back and asked. “I’m Andre Boudreaux. You need to ask if it’s safe for her.” I frowned as I mugged his back. “Man, if I don’t get some pussy soon, I’m killing all you niggas,” I grumbled as I turned on the living room light. Glancing over at the end table, I noticed a manilla envelope that wasn’t there when I left. Walking over, I picked it up and was confused about the contents. As I looked it over, Jules began to speak.

“It was never my intention to insinuate you couldn’t do your job as a member of the Family. You know damn well Rosier and I don’t even play like that when it comes down to it. If anybody does their job and exceeds the expectations, it’s you.” He turned to face me and added, “At the end of the day, we’re blood, Dre. I know the shit gets complex, but we work through this shit as a unit. We talk the shit out and come to a solution together. The ghosting shit is not needed.”

“You’re right.” I nodded as I continued to look through the folder. “My bad for going ghost on y’all niggas, although I’m sure my point was made by doing so.”

“And it was. It’s no worries, though.” He sneered as he pulled a pack of fruit snacks from his pocket. “Just know… I told Roselyn and Sweets on your ass, and they’re going to have a few words for you when you call them, which needs to be tomorrow.”

“Roselyn is your mama, nigga. Call her that.” Frowning at his snitch ass, I dropped my eyes back to the files and photos now spread across the glass coffee table. “What the fuck is this?”

“You’re next assignment.” He leaned back into his chair and eyed me. “Mimi had the room scanned so that we could speak freely. Since the incident with David and your father, talks of trafficking have been quiet. As you know, everything hit close to home for us, so we couldn’t just let it go. After finding out how far up the ladder this shit went, we had to back off, but now we think—no, we know—we’ve found the head of the organization. You know what they say about cutting off the head of a snake, right?”

“Cut off the head, and you kill the muthafucka.” I stroked my chin in deep thought. “This shit is crazy.”

Before me were several documents showing text messages, emails, and money exchanges about selling girls from all over the States. The more I read the information on the papers, the angrier I became.

Jules stood from his seat. “So, Zoo wants you to go ahead and eliminate the problem. If you go ahead and kill him now?—”

“Someone else will take over the operation,” I mumbled, cutting him off. I glanced up at him and shook my head. “You know as well as I do… this shit will always be a never-ending cycle. We gotta make an example outta these niggas. Death by my hands is too easy. Sometimes, you have to make a nigga feel you in other ways.”

I knew I was playing a treacherous game by letting these people go on with their everyday lives as if they weren’t on borrowed time. Still, I believe there was a better way we could get these lowdown, dirty niggas. Death was too easy—too merciful. I wanted to see these niggas spend the rest of their lives in prison.

“What do you have in mind?” Jules eyed me curiously while crossing his arms. “How do you want to play this?”

Standing, I placed the papers in my hand on the table. I paced the room for a few moments before an idea came to me. It was risky, but if I played my cards right, it would be well worth it.

“I want to take a page from the Book of Zoo: I’m going to buy a girl.”

“Jerome,please act like you have some sense tonight,” I pleaded with my cousin as I placed the bowl of Rotel dip on the counter. I don’t know what made me try to be a peacemaker and host game night at my house with my cousins, but here we were. “If y’all tear my shit up, I promise you… I’m tasing every single one of you.”

Giving me a “bitch please” look, I shook my head as he sashayed his ass into the living room. I took a deep breath and prayed the night went off without a hitch. After talking to my mother, she convinced me it would be nice to host something because the other girls had been feeling left out when it came to us spending time together. Their comments were funny to me because no one had reached out to me since I’d been home. As I placed the food on the counter, I heard my phone buzz in the distance. Nibbling my bottom lip, I was pleased to see it was Andre.

Dre:

You giving me some pussy tonight or not? I’m not pressed or no shit like that. It’s just that I met a lil’ shorty at the store and she was looking kind of right in her jeans.

Me:

Is a fat ass the only thing you think about?

Dre:

No…I think about the head and pussy too. What are we doing, love?

Me:

I’m hosting game night at my house if you want to come through later.

Giving him my address, I placed my phone back on the counter and continued with the setup. I needed to be careful with Dre and remember I was trying to build a case against him. I wanted to sample the dick, but I wanted him locked up even more.

“Is that my baby daddy texting you?” Rome sang as he entered the kitchen. This fool was taking Casamigos shots like water, so I knew it was going to be a long night. “Are you going to finally give him some coochie, or do you need me to do it? You know I don’t mind.”

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