4. Empty The Safe #3
“Yeah, big bro’,” Dray followed up with Deonna offering a slow head nod afterward. She was spoiled and right now wasn’t the time to let that shit show.
“Yeah aight. Dray and Donnie let’s get this shit over with,” I ordered.
Stepping out the whip, we headed for the crib on foot from the gate.
Deonna kept the lights off and the engine going.
She was to stay ready for pull off at any given moment.
Dray had his EMP on him as well as the bag of gas bombs.
Donnie and I stepped with our personal choice of steel in tow ready to out anything down that got in the way.
Hearing the music playing and the family having a god time, I smiled. They wasn’t ‘bout to know what hit them.
“Dray, shut this shit down,” I ordered.
He did his thing and everything went black.
“Put them to sleep, Donnie.”
He grabbed the bombs, pulled the plug and tossed them through the glass windows.
“Mask on lil’ niggas. It’s go time.”
Entering the crib through them same windows Donnie shattered, we moved from room to room clearing shit.
Of course, Tyler wasn’t in the same room as his folk.
I quickly located him upstairs in his bedroom fumbling for his phone.
He couldn’t see shit but that night vision for us helped us maneuver through this big muthafucka without a hiccup.
“Aht, aht,” I said grabbing him by the neck. This particular mask disguised our voices as well so Tyler would never know who was hitting his ass from the left. “This ain’t no negotiation type shit, you hear me? You gon’ empty that safe, and I might spare yo’ life. It’s really that simple.”
“I don’t have anything. I don’t know who put you up to this, but they lied,” he threw back.
Nodding, I took the butt of my gun and whacked his ass over the head. “I don’t like nothing ‘bout a liar, Tyler. You can live to see another day, or I can put you down and still empty that muthafucka. You choose.”
He groaned in pain as he waddled back and forth on the floor. I reached down and jacked his fat ass up off it. He yelled out in agony.
“Ahhhh! Okay, okay. I can’t see shit in here. I don’t know where I’m going.”
Even if I was blind, I could still smell money. Rich Homie Quan knew what was up. Nigga knew exactly how to get to the funds and so did this pussy nigga.
Laughing, I said, “You got thirty seconds to locate it and start dumping that hoe or Plan B ‘bout to be in full effect. I got a barrel of acid ready to dip yo’ ass in. Please make my fuckin’ night.”
I could see the tears stroll down his face.
He wanted to play like he wasn’t scared but this nigga was shitting bricks.
His life was on the line, and he knew it.
He extended his hands in front of him acting as if he was feeling his way around to the closet, but he made it there not bumping into a damn thing.
Anybody that had money knew where it was and how many steps it took to get there. I wasn’t the one to fool.
Entering the closet, the lights to the wall safe were the only thing visible. I pushed him into it, and he winced in pain. He was putting on like I was really breaking him down or something. Dramatic as fuck.
“Stop all that pussy shit and open the fuckin’ safe!” He punched in the numbers wrong twice before I stepped up saying, “Do it again. I dare you. You think I don’t know what the fuck you doing? I promise you that third time gon’ be a charm for all of us.”
Them numbers went green after that last threat. The oversized duffle bag was tossed to the floor from my shoulders once it was.
“Jackpot,” Donnie voiced seeing the neatly stacked bills under the safe light.
Without further or do, I hit his ass again putting him straight to sleep.
“Take it all,” I demanded. I headed back downstairs to keep an eye on the rest of his guests. They were out like a light.
I just so happened to come across his wall of keys. It took everything in me not to lift that car up off him, too. Three minutes passed before Dray and Donnie were running back down with bags strapped to them. “I’m right behind y’all,” I said making sure they were out before me.
They were in the clear, so I climbed through the window with a smile. Tyler Valorie, I appreciated you making this one of the easiest licks me and the gang came up on. Your arrogance as well as ignorance granted me and my family another comfortable year.
“Stupid muthafucka,” I said aloud as I jogged back to the whip. My lil’ brothers and sister were packed in waiting on me. I hopped in, and Deonna sped off without hesitation.
“We good?” Deonna asked as soon as we hit the highway.
“Never fuckin’ better. Take this shit to Pops’ office. He know what to do with it. Y’all know not to speak on any of this shit, so I ain’t got to tell you what’s up. Drop me off at my condo. Sol waiting on a nigga.”
“Nigga we finishing up a job. Sis’ can wait,” Donnie voiced.
“Nah, she can’t. Do as I say, not as I do.”
One day when he found his one, he’d understand.
Deonna shook her head but she took the next exit to drop my ass the fuck off.