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He felt bad as hell for the many times that he’d talked to Asha and probably volunteered more info than he needed to. He never told her anything of importance, but he was kicking it with the bitch who had done him and his boy dirty. That alone had him ready to kill.

“Dead ass. That bitch is the reason why I’m going through all this bullshit right now. On God, bruh, I want that hoe and her entire family dead. And that nigga Randy too,” Kamari noted.

“You need to relax and get a clear head man,” Lawrence said.

“Fuck a clear head, bruh. That bitch is the cause of my wife leaving me. They put a gun to her head and threatened to kill her. All because of something that that money-hungry bitch orchestrated. Now, I know why that nigga Randy slacked up on buying shit. He stole enough to last him a while. They’re dead and that’s on God,” Kamari swore.

“I need you to stop acting on impulse, bruh. I understand how you feel and I agree with you. But, going into a situation blind is gonna cause both of us our life or freedom. Just like you went shooting at Demi and Cam a few weeks ago. That shit was impulsive and could have turned out bad. Thankfully, your gun jammed or you could have been fighting two murder charges right now. Let’s just put our heads together and come up with a game plan. Shit like this takes times. It doesn’t have to be done overnight,” Lawrence reasoned.

“Man, you know I wasn’t trying to kill Demi. I love her too much to hurt her. I just can’t take seeing her with another nigga. That nigga Cam can eat some bullets, but my wife is my world,” Kamari replied.

“I already know,” Lawrence agreed.

“I knew that something was wrong though. I was too careful for some shit like that to happen. I kept people out of my business and I never made shit personal. Kamari and Lo were two different people and that’s how it was supposed to stay. I never wanted my wife mixed up in this shit,” Kamari said, shaking his head in regret.

“I know you didn’t, but you know the risk that comes with the game. No matter how careful you think you are, this is a shady business. Jealousy and greed fuels a lot of people to do stupid stuff,” Lawrencesaid.

“I don’t give a damn what you say bruh; they ain’t getting away with this shit,” Kamari promised.

“I’m not saying that you should let them get away with it. I’m just saying that we have to be smart about it. Just like they watched the way you moved, you need to do the same with them. Sometimes, it’s good to let people get comfortable in a situation before you make a move or react,” Lawrence rationalized.

Lawrence wasthe most patient man that Kamari had ever met. He’d go an entire year before he confronted a situation, but Kamari wasn’t built like that. He wanted things to happen like microwave warmed food, quick and easy.

“I hear you, man, and I’ll follow your lead this time. But, don’t take forever to get back at me. I’ll do this shit alone if I have to,” Kamari said.

“I got you, man. Did you pick up our package?” Lawrence asked as he walked to the door.

“Yeah, I got it. We just need to separate it and make our drop offs within the next week or two. I’m not even in the mood to deal with this shit right now,” Kamari replied.

“I’m not in a hurry to do nothing, so just relax for a while. Get your head on straight and we’ll talk later,” Lawrence said, as Kamari walked him to the door.

A young black girl was walking pass the door and she smiled when she saw Kamari. He’d seen her a few times when he entered or exited his room and a few times when he went in the lobby to get food. She was cute, but she wasn’t his type. Kamari always smiled back politely, but that was as far as it was going to go.

“That’s what you need. Take off a few days and lose yourself in some pussy. I guarantee you’ll be a changed man after that,” Lawrence advised.

“Man, fuck these hoes. You just remember what I said bruh. Don’t take too long to get back at me,” Kamari said, as Lawrence walked down the hall.

“I got you, fam. It won’t take long for me to figure something out,” Lawrence promised.

That was a promise that he took too long to honor. An entire week had passed and Lawrence still hadn’t gotten back with him. Kamari felt like a sucker, knowing who had robbed him and not doing anything about it. Kamari felt like he was losing it. Aside from leaving the room for food, he stayed inside and watched movies all day. A month had passed since his little shooting incident and he doubted if anyone was out looking for him. Lawrence hadn’t heard anything and neither had he.

Kamari grabbed his keys and decided to go home to get his game and a few other items to keep him occupied. If all went well, he would be going back to his own house in the next few days. Kamari observed his surroundings as he made his way through the hotel’s lobby and the parking lot to his car. He exhaled in relief once he made it to his car and got inside. As soon as he backed out of his parking spot, an all-black Crown Victoria cut him off, making him reach under his seat to grab his protection.

Kamari’s hand froze in place when a bunch of police cars pulled up behind the car soon after. His first thought was that Demi had finally found him and sent the police his way. That theory was quickly dismissed when he read the words DEA on the vest of the men who’d jumped out of the cars. The Drug Enforcement Administration didn’t just investigate anybody. They had to have proof before they even came at you. Kamari thought that it might have been a mistake, until something else caught his attention. The pretty young girl who he’d been seeing around the hotel was amongst the men dressed in her uniform, talking to them. She was pointing upstairs, more than likely telling them where his room was located. It was then that Kamari knew that he was who they wanted. And with the amount of shit that he had in his room, he also knew that he was fucked with no Vaseline.

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