Chapter 16

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Caution POV

"In the bando, boarded up, got them bricks in the wall and in the floor

Pizzeria way I'm playin' with the dough

If the feds wanna talk, I just tell them I don't know."

I bobbed my head to the music as Angel rapped along to Migos. I'm still shocked about what I learned about her. Never would I have thought my girl had a lil thug in her. I should've known considering, she likes to eat, she likes tattoos, and she have piercings; belly button, and two on each ear and she listens to trap music. But shit, that made me even more crazy about her.

I got out my car and seen some of my niggas chilling on the front porch. To be honest, you wouldn't think that this house was a trap house; it looked like a damn mansion. "Y'all still have this place up and running?" Angel looked at it in awe. "Yeah. This the main." I tell her. "I know." I smirked at her when she walked in front of me. "I bet you I know some stuff in here you don't." She challenged. "I guess you'll just have to prove it." I say before slapping her ass. "Ouch!"

"Sup." I did a head nod and dapped my boys up real quick and walked in. "Sup D? What the Lawyer doing here?" Nate asked. "Minding her business." I say wrapping my arms around her. "Dude, why you brought her here?" He whispered. "I have ears you know? Good ones too." I chuckled at Angel. "I know what I'm doing." I tell him. "You trust her? That's you?" He smirked. "Shut the hell up." I shook my head before walking away with Heav right behind me.

"Do I defend all yo boys?" Heav asked looking around. "Well you are the best." I chuckled at her blushing. "Thanks. Can I go somewhere?" She asked. "Where?" "Follow me." It was weird, but I followed her. She went past the stairs at the hallway. Then went to the door that looked like a closet. She put in a password but I had already changed it years ago.

"People changing passwords now?" I laughed at her. "Too many people knew it." I shrugged. "That's fine." She then place her left index finger on the scanner and the door unlocked. "The fuck?!" I heard. Turning around, I seen O, Nate, Josh, Wade, and some more niggas looking shocked.

"Can they stay right here? I only want you to see this?" She asked. "Uh yeah." I answered.

Heav giggled before opening the door. The door had led downstairs to the basement. The basement had 3 areas. The torture room, a bar, and a gun range.

Heaven walked her way towards the gun range and I followed. Passing the range, she went to the wall and placed her left hand on it. I didn't know what the hell she was doing, but obviously she did. The wall slid up and then there was a metal wall. I watched her as she put in 577462377 then another finger print. Access granted flashed in green, opening the metal wall. "What the absolute fuck?" I mumbled walking in after her. The room was loading with all types of illegal guns.

"I told you I knew something you didn't." She turned around and giggled. Heav went to the back of the room, which was huge, and put in 432836. I wanted to know what was with all these codes about.

I just had to laugh when I noticed that the last code opened a case that had a blue .9mm gun in it. "I'm guessing that's yours." I continued to laugh. She picked it up and aimed at me. "I'm supposed to be scared?" I asked. Her just looking fine and holding a gun with a mug look on her face turned me the fuck on!

"Let me see you put that gun to work." I smirked. "Okay." She closed the case. The doors closed after she walked out and pressed this button, turning back into the wall. "Where you going?" I asked when she walked past the first booth. "To my spot." She says simply. I then noticed she stopped at my usual spot.

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