“Yo what the fuck you on, B?”
Twisting up a back wood, I put him on speaker.
“I’m finna get really creative. You still got that African nigga’s number?”
“Yea, I do. What you need?”
“I want a lot of Piranhas, and a great white shark if he could capture one.”
“You done went mad, my boy.”
Putting the flame to my blunt, I inhaled and held the smoke in until I start coughing.
“I always wanted some exotic fish!”
“Nigga please, you on that bullshit, but bet. I’ll make the call. You about to spend some big bucks.”
“Not an issue.”
“Say less.”
Pulling the trigger was starting to become less entertaining, maybe once I got done punishing the people that called themselves betraying me, it would set a perfect example. The more I hit my blunt the more I thought how over the top I was thinking. I was an over-the-top type of nigga, so it was to be expected. Picking my phone back up, I called Stone back, he answered on the first ring.
“Scratch the shark shit, a nigga got animated for a minute.”
Starting the car once I saw my cleanup crew pull up, I took off.
“What about the Piranhas, nigga? You don’t think that’s animated too?”
Laughing lightly, I shook my head like he could see me.
“Nah that’s just what I need. I don’t care the price just get them and tell the contractors they don’t have to divide the tank, just make sure the water is fresh and cold.”
That was the only way Piranha’s could survive.
“I’ll be in Cali in a couple of days. It’s time I get shit going. Do me a favor and call the Cali crew. Tell them to meet me at the spot by eight on Wednesday morning.”
“Bet, be safe nigga.”
“Always.”
I was headed straight to the freeway; I needed to get back home and climb inside of Kayori. I knew she wasn’t gone sleep until I made it back home. I needed to plan a way to get to Teflon, I needed to get to his ass by tomorrow nothing less. There were no limits when it came to a crack head. I wasn’t about to sit back and wait for him to do some more desperate shit. Soon as I got that tank set up at the warehouse, and my new pets delivered, it would be play time.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
NIA
I strutted inside of Praise real estate with confidence leaking from my pores. Today I was taking a huge step, I desperately needed Praise back into my corner. Laquanna was back out here making threats; she was starting to become a nuisance. After losing her mom, she became obsessed with coming up with a plan to kidnap Kayori and killing her and Praise. I was willing to now set her ass up so she could leave me alone forever. So, I played along with her conversations and even convinced her to come out here so I could lead her directly to my man. While she appeared smart, she was really dumb as fuck.
I looked so damn good, no longer wearing baggie clothes. My hair was pressed bone straight with a part down the middle. I wore a tight body con red dress with my six-inch red bottom stilettos. Clutching my Gucci clutch purse, I made my way to the receptionist desk.
“Welcome to Praise Real Estate. How may I assist you today?” the blonde asked me. I smiled politely back at her as I picked up a mint.
“Can you page my husband, Mr. Brownston, and let him know I’m here? As a matter of fact, I have to use the restroom badly. Can you just lead me to him?”
I silently prayed that I sounded convincing, when she smiled at me, I felt somewhat relieved.
“You must be Kayori, it’s such a pleasure to meet you. You don’t look three months into pregnancy. You look so awesome! My name is Jessica by the way.”