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I watched as she grabbed her belongings and left out the room. I couldn’t take it I had to go and get to know her better. She was doing something to me and I knew nothing about her, but she was making me feel good.

“Come in;” she said as I knocked on the door.

“Hey!”

“What’s up?”

“I know it’s a little soon but do you think we can go out later?”

“Sure how about the waffle house after the club; I love to eat there and I leave the club so that can be out first date.”

“It’s a date!”

“I was wondering when you were going to ask me out.”

While she went through her bags looking for something to wear I sat on bed getting to know her. She told me everything she went through with her ex and even how he was trying to pop back up asking for money. Mina didn’t know it but she was already my girl, so her ex needed to kick rocks or catch a bullet.

I looked at her innocence and knew then she was nothing like other girls I was use to dealing with; I knew she was nothing like my mother. For the first time in life a woman made me think about building a future, leaving the streets alone, and having kids. Before meeting her I had never thought of anything like that. But a long time ago my dad told me every woman wasn’t like my mother; I just didn’t get how my dad was still dealing with her and she was dead.

When you love someone though I guess it’s just hard to move on. I know my dad did him, but he was supposed to because that what niggas do. But she was supposed to hold home down and make sure he had a meal whenever he made it home. What she was out there doing would never be accepted in my house. Mina had no passes I didn’t play bullshit games; she was going to be a mother and take care of home, I was old fashion and didn’t have time for errors.

Chapter Thirty-Eight

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Rocko think I didn’t know he been snooping around my traps lately asking my workers questions. But I knew everything that went on around there; I had cameras running through all my trap houses. I didn’t trust them young niggas as far as I can throw them, that’s why most of the time I was around. But since Baby Boy had been born I’ve been home a lot. I couldn’t believe these niggas was trying pull one over on me.

Before the party we were making a pit stop and see if we catch Rocko’s ass tonight. I had to teach him a lesson, and I knew Keem would want in on it. He and I were back talking since he made Onika get that abortion, but I was still made it was dealing with her.

“Bleek before we head to the party we need to make a detour and handle something.”

“Handle what?”

“Business.”

“Nigga do you not see I have on all white tonight?”

“It’s going to be quick you won’t even get dirty.” I said as we headed out the door.

We had to stop and pick up Keem, so we decided to leave a few minutes early. I rushed out the house before Kyra could see because I didn’t need her questioning me right now. When we made it to Keem’s house he was standing outside waiting for us looking as if he was stressed the fuck out. I wasn’t goingto speak on it though, because I didn’t believe in getting in other people business. But Drek not letting him see Ryder was weighing heavy on him. Once he got in I turned the music down and pulled off.

“SO word around is Rocko been snooping around all our traps. Bleek let me give you a little heads up; Rocko is one of the men that kidnapped Drek and Kyra a while back. He’s also a former business associate, but anyways one of my youngins said he sit outside the trap on Jade St every night in a black impala. Tonight we roll up on him and sing his ass a lullaby.”

I’m down just try not to get blood on me.”

“Where Keith at though?” Keem asked.

“No one knows, but I grant you killing off his right hand man will bring him out of retirement. It won’t be long before we are hearing from Mr. Keith.”

The rest of the ride to Jade St. was quiet; I guess everyone was in their thoughts about everything. But unlike them I wasn’t stressing over pussy I was thinking about how hard my dick would get once I killed Rocko’s ass. The whole ride over I couldn’t think about how this nigga played with my girl then up and decided he wanted come around like I wouldn’t find out.

Pulling up on side the house I killed the lights, laid my seat back, and started placing my silencer on my gun.

“Baby bro that looks like the car right there.”

“That is it let’s wait to see what he do.”

About five minutes passed and we watched as Rocko got out his car and went into our trap. I got out the car and went tothe window that was on side of the house, it was time I caught they asses red handed.

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