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"It wasn't just me! Mike. He stole too."
"You a snake nigga." Mike jumped up
"Heyyyy. Calm down."
"Nah. That nigga snitching. I didn't take as much shit as him."
"Oh so you took something too?" I directed my attention to him now
"Come on man. I didn't mean it like that."
"I think you did." I swiftly pulled my gun from my waist and shot him right between his eyes. "Now back to you."
"Please Dave. Don't do this. I'll give everything back."
I stood up and walked over to where everybody was standing. "I'm not doing shit."
I tapped Jay's shoulder and I watched as he got eye level with Alan and put the gun under his chin.
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Jay pulled the trigger and stood back up.
"And if anybody else want to try some shit like that, I don't mind laying nobody else out."
I walked upstairs and pulled out my cellphone and placed a call.
"Robert's Home cleaning services. This is Maria. How may I help you?"
"Hey Maria, it's Dave."
"Oh! David. How have you been?"
"Good. Can you tell Rob I need a deep cleaning at our place in Crown Heights?"
"Sure thing sweetie. And tell your mother I said Hello."
"I will." I ended the call
Kim
"Did he text you yet? Call? Something?" Queen asked
"No. Why you pressed?"
"I'm not. But why get your number if he isn't going to use it. Doesn't make sense."
I shrugged and continued watching tv.
"Who ya talking about?" Cardi walked into the kitchen
"That dude that was here asked for Kim's number." Queen blurted out
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Harlem Nights | Dave East
FanfictionTake a walk with one of the most feared drug dealers to ever roam the streets of New York: David Brewster. His father was out of the picture and his mother cared for him and his brother the best she could until David stepped up. People see him as co...
