Page 138 of Don Caselli

“Where’s her home, Greene?”

“I know where my cousin lives, Don. Can get there with my eyes closed,” she tried to assure me.

“Her home is at my house.”

“It is not, Landon.” Navy shoved me while laughing.

“You heard me.” I kissed her lips and patted Greene’s head playfully, and she shoved me away from her.

“I’m not a fucking dog.” She rolled her eyes, as I headed out, looking back at my baby. She smiled, as she adjusted herself in the bed.

Pooh.

It was in the early hours of the morning, so traffic was pretty thin. Beans whipped in and out of the light traffic until we arrived in Jersey. We pulled down a deserted block filled with old mechanic shops and businesses that were no longer in business. He pulled onto the gravel and then whipped around the building.

“Mens is here, too?”

“Shit can’t be good if he out the bed and here.” Beans sighed, as he killed the engine and we entered through the side door.

The noisy ass door revealed we were here before our presence. Everyone was sitting around a wooden table. Dane Amante, Echelon Valentini, Teflon, and Khaos, Goon’s brother. The table was in a glass factory. There were large pieces of glass everywhere, some being held with machines, and stored around the warehouse.

“What’s good, Don?” Deuce Amante rounded the corner as his brother sat at the table. Dane Amante was the head of the Amante cartel.

“Ain’t shit... I had to leave my girl at the hospital.”

“She good?” Menace questioned, which surprised the fuck out of me. It took me too long to respond because I was so damn shocked. “I’m sorry, Don. My condolences.”

“Shit, my bad, Don,” Deuce added, feeling bad.

“She didn’t fucking die,” I snapped at them, and they looked at me, like I was the one who said the shit.

I heard a sound above us and looked up. Goon was standing on the walkway above us. “The fuck up, Don?”

“Shit… wanna know what this about?”

Menace looked around the table and stood up. “Don Caselli is now the head of all guns and weapon contracts. Everything will move like it has, he’s just the nigga you speaking to now.”

They all stood up, clapping their hands. “Congrats on the promotion, Big Dawg,” Deuce dapped me up.

“Appreciate it.”

“You know what comes with a position like this?” Dane asked, his ass was as creepy as my brother.

So quiet but always watching you at the same time. “I understand what comes with this shit.”

“Aside from those secret government contracts… these families are priority,” Menace informed me.

“Heard you.”

“Don’t forget fucking Wylie,” Goon added.

“Wy is wild as fuck… nigga… never mind,” Khaos replied, and then went back to messing with his phone.

“In other business…” Menace replied.

Kora came walking into the room, and I was confused. She didn’t get involved with anything. Kora was still dressed in what she had on earlier, while Zoya was now dressed down in a sweatsuit with her hair pulled up.

“Hey Baby Cakes.”

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