Twizz POV.
I ran out the back following behind Meek and Issa. As soon as I hit the corner them niggas just disappeared. I turned around as a police car pulled up.
I ran towards and on that shit mane, I wasn't going to jail next thing I knew. I had a cop car and two on foot cops chasing me. I shot one in the head than the other and the tire on the car. I just kept running till I fell into the entrance of my first safe house. Landing right on the floor mane my ass hurt but its better than jail.
I closed the entrance and took the stairs even farther downstairs then flicked on the light turning on the surveillance screen.
It was all clear but I have to go off-grid for a while. I grabbed a duffle bag and filled it with money from the safes I have here.
I took the Tracfone I had here and booked a flight to the Bahamas in three hours.
I changed into sweats and a T-shirt with Nike slide-ins then I made sure I had all the money I left here. I walked up the stairs and grabbed the car keys I gasoline everything then flicked a match then I was gone.
I walked out the crib rounding the corner I climbed in my Bugatti which I haven't touched for months then I was gone.
Cass POV.
Issa told me what happened at the club. I can't believe Jays dead. All he did to me he should be. I'm glad he's dead he deserved what he got he had it coming anyway.
Everybody knows Karmas a bitch.
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F*** For The Road Book One
Non-Fiction'She was just a one night stand - that's all she was. I need to keep my mind right in the game can't have anybody tying me down. Something about her just got me trippy. I want her but damn - I don't even know shorty like that.
