Page 34 of The Hood’s Finest: Jersey & Mylani

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Them niggas thought they were so untouchable, but I guess they finally saw that they weren’t.

I had some homies from Alabama come into town and help me eliminate the problem.

They had no problems after hearing who it was.

Jersey and his brothers’ names rang bells every fucking where, and that was what made them an easy target.

They thought they were too good and as if their shit didn’t stink.

Shooting at his brother was just a distraction because Shanna’s loose lip ass let me know that their pops trucking company was a front.

Before torching that muthafucka, we got away with a lil’ bit over a hundred thousand dollars.

I almost had a mind to skip out on paying Swizz’s ass.

Fuck that nigga too. He was another one who thought he was king of the fucking world.

“So what we about to do now?” Moe asked from the driver’s seat.

“We gone take our asses back to Alabama and lay low. I’m thinking about not paying Swizz’s ass either. Hell I look like giving this nigga all my money? I deserve this shit!”

“Nigga, you owe him! The fuck you mean?” Moe countered.

“I wouldn’t have to owe him if his numbers weren’t so fucking high! Got me out here like I’m some nickel and dime ass nigga. Fuck them niggas!” I was pissed that my brother was stating the obvious, but I didn’t want to hear the shit. He needed to say fuck them niggas too and get on board.

“I’m just saying, man. We already know who we are up against. No need to hang ourselves out to dry.”

“Whatever. We’re gonna go and get a few things and lay low in Camden for a minute.

After that shit dies down and we have a solid plan, we’ll come back and kill them niggas, Swizz too.

” I nodded my head as I listened to my plan out loud.

All I needed was a month or so to find a connect and let them niggas think that they ran me off, then pop back up and take over their territories.

Shit, I could be the King of Alabama and Atlanta ’round this bitch.

***

The ride back to Alabama was quiet and full of tension. Moe hadn’t said too much, and I was fine with that. He could worry all he wanted. I was trying to make a name for us.

“I’ll drop you off first and then shoot to the crib.

I need to see Sania and the kids and let her know I’ll be gone for a lil’ minute.

I’ll hit her off with some of the cash I accumulated, and she’ll be cool.

” I shared my plans with my brother, and he nodded his head in agreement.

Dropping him off at his crib, I made my way to my house.

I pulled into the driveway and sat outside for a second.

Shit had changed drastically over the past few months, and in a minute, it would all be worth it.

I knew I’d have to eventually tell Sania about Shanna’s baby, but that was the least of my worries right now.

I finally got out the car and went inside.

The house was unusually quiet, which was odd when we had two kids runnin’ ’round this bitch.

“Babe, where y’all at?” I called out to my wife. Her car was outside, but that didn’t mean anything. She was good for having her sister come pick her and the kids up. I didn’t get a response, so I decided to call.

“The fuck going on?” I looked at the phone because it kept going to voicemail. I would just wait until she came home. She wouldn’t be out long since it was getting late.

I must’ve been asleep longer than I intended, because it was dark as fuck and Sania still wasn’t home. I decided I would get up and get my shit and go get Moe and get the fuck on through. I’d hit Sania up on the road. I was packing my bags when I heard a loud, ass booming sound downstairs.

“The fuck was that?” I asked out loud.

I went downstairs, and it was pitch black. I flipped a switch and still nothing.

“Must be a blackout.” I paced to the front door, and my house was the only house on the block that was dark. I hurried and went back inside and shut the door behind me. The only thing was, I wasn’t alone.

“You got to be the dumbest muthafucka on the face of the Earth. What I don’t understand is what possessed you to come at a nigga like me?

You clearly didn’t do your homework, because had you, we wouldn’t be here now.

” I looked ahead, and even though I couldn’t see that good, I knew it was Jersey standing in front of me.

How the fuck did this nigga know where I stayed?

Wasn’t shit in my name, and I kept Sania out a lot of shit for this very reason.

“Look. I can get you your money. I got a wife and kids, man,” I pleaded. It was only him, but I was still outnumbered because my gun was upstairs.

“Nigga, fuck your bitch and them kids. You think I give a fuck about your family when you had no regard for mine? I hope you made amends with them and whoever else, because the next time they see you, they’ll be identifying your body.

” With that, he let off multiple shots, making my body jerk.

All I could think about in that moment was how bad I underestimated this nigga. At least I didn’t have to pay Swizz.