“You trying to sell me this property or offer me pussy? There’s only one I’m interested in, shorty. I don’t mean to take it there, but you don’t seem to understand I’m here for one reason and one reason only.”
And there it goes.I shook my head when I heard Trooper flip on ol’ girl. I knew it was coming if she kept trying him. Itreally didn’t even have shit to do with Sophie, but Trooper was about his business. If she was trying to push pussy instead of the property, he was annoyed and ready to let her ass have it.
“I most definitely am not offering you sex, Mr. Carter.” She fumbled over her words, embarrassed as hell.
I saw it all over her face when she glanced at me. She wasn’t embarrassed because he’d called her on that shit but because he turned her down and I heard it.
“Look, how about this? Send me the numbers and I’ll get back to you. But before you call, make sure you understand you’re not part of this deal.” Trooper was annoyed as hell, which was funny as shit to me. He didn’t give two fucks about her feelings. If it wasn’t helping him make money, her feelings weren’t relevant.
“Mr. Carter...” She called his name and stood there looking dumb, but he ignored her and turned to me.
“Yo, I’m out. Let’s roll, Los.”
“Troop, you’re dumb as hell, bruh,” I said, laughing to myself.
“Nah, she dumb for that shit. How you trying to make a business deal with your legs open?” Trooper cut his eyes at me before pulling the door open to his Range.
After we were both in, I lit up the blunt I had been dying to burn from the second we started that bullshit tour.
“Bruh, the fuck you mean? What the hell you think strip clubs are for? Business deals with legs open.”
Trooper busted out laughing before he pulled off. “You know what the fuck I mean. We ain’t at a gotdamn strip club. We were walking through a property she wants me to pay three point eight million dollars to purchase and she’s throwing pussy at me like there was a gotdamn pole in that muthafucker. You know I don’t play about my fucking money, Los.”
Trying to respond through the smoke , I almost choked because I was already laughing before I started talking.
“Shit, I know, but you ain’t have to embarrass her ass like that. You wild for that.”
“She knew who I was before she tried me. That’s on her,” Trooper shot back.
I chuckled. “So you really gonna do it?”
“I’m thinking about it. Rental property is the way to go. Easy money and low maintenance. That area is nice as fuck, so I don’t have to worry about no bullshit being up in here. Six to eight grand a month, depending on the unit. That ain’t shit for us, but that’s a lot for most. So if they ain’t established, they ain’t coming out here trying to rent shit. That means I don’t have to worry about them fucking up my shit or not paying.”
Nodding as I inhaled, I agreed. It made sense. Trooper was good with business and had me thinking about getting into something like that. He was always about his business, which started in the streets and was now legal.
My life was still centered in the streets, for now anyway. I would get out when the time was right. The time just wasn’t right for me yet.
“Yo, so I need you to make a run with me real quick,” I said, passing my blunt to Trooper.
He inhaled and nodded after he released a cloud of smoke. “Where we going?”
I smirked at him not even questioning me. That was how we did shit. If I needed him to roll, he was down and vice versa. We were on some real shit. Down, with no questions asked.
“I need to pay someone a visit,” I said, pulling my phone out.
Once I found the address, I leaned forward and keyed it into his GPS. He passed the blunt back and we relaxed for the hour-long drive.
“I need my burner?” Trooper asked after we pulled into the neighborhood.
“Shouldn’t, but take it just in case.”
Trooper reached for the glove compartment and grabbed his heat while I got out. I already had mine on my body, so I was straight. We made our way to the front door and I pulled my piece and shot the lock before letting myself in.
“Yo, who the fuck lives here? You shooting locks,” Trooper asked, looking around.
It was quiet as fuck in this neighborhood, about an acre between each of these million plus dollar homes, so I wasn’t concerned.
“Who the hell are you?” a pretty ass, slim blonde woman yelled, covering her naked body with a short silk robe. Even tied, it barely hid her big ass breasts that had clearly been purchased. I would still bury my face in them shits though because they were nice.
