Lola: Good Morning T
Fatima/T: Good Morning did ya'll get it done
Lola: Of course these dummies were hiding out in a building. We tracked them using the tracker that we placed in all the product bags.
Fatima/T:: Good was everything there
Lola: Yes we got it all back plus some more. Looks like Keshia was planning on starting her own shit off of your product
Fatima: That dumb bitch wouldn't even know where to start. I'm glad that shit is done now on to the next problem.
Somebody has been fucking with our product and adding in their own shit. Bodies are dropping according to the news. This can be bad for business I need to find out who the hell is behind this and fast before words gets out to our buyers.
Lola: Okay I am on it
Fatima/T: Thank you Lola
Why can't every body just fall in line without fucking up. I don't care if I have to clean house but I will not have anybody working for me that can't take orders or fall in line.
Stitch stood his ground at the door
Fatima/T: Hey Stitch can you come in here for a minute and shut the door
Stitch: Yes ma'am
Fatima/T: I am not that old please don't call me ma'am
Stitch: My bad T
Fatima/T: So some shady shit has been going on and I need you to put your ear to the streets and report back to me. If anything or anyone is out of order and not following protocol kill them
Stitch: You know I like dropping bodies
Fatima/T: I know you do that's why you're the right man for the job. Do you need any backup
Stitch: Now you insulting me do I look like I need backup
Fatima/T: I'm just trying to make sure you return back in one piece I can't lose you
Stitch: I didn't get the name Stitch for nothing I'm good I'll keep you updated.
Zac
Zac had on his tailored suit that he got made in Italy. The way that Zac's masculine body fit in the suit looked like something out of Vogue magazine. Zac walked around and carried himself like a million bucks. Zac blended in so good you wouldn't have known he was a drug dealer.
Zac walked down to the dungeon where he handled all of his dirty work.
Tip: Damn look at you looking like something out of the damn magazine.
Zac: Just trying to blend in
Tip: You blending in damn good. This nigga ain't talking
Zac: Have you been able to track where the money was wired to
Tip: Not yet I have the new account on it, he should be calling back any minute now.
Zac: So you're the man that hacked my accounts and stole my money.
Now looks like Tip already fucked you up so I'm only going to give you once chance where is my money
Man: I don't know where your money is please I was just told to move the money I don't know where to
Zac: So you just do shit without asking question
Man: I didn't know I was stealing from you
Zac: And that's where you went wrong
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Love & War
General FictionKing and Queen Pin of streets this was all that Zac and Fatima ever knew. One was born into this life while the other had no choice in order to survive. Two different worlds finally collide and they will do anything to stay on top. They have it all...
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