Chapter 6
Luther 3 Months Ago
Igripped the bridge of my nose as I listened to Xavier, who I called X because he was my best friend, on the phone. It was barely seven in the morning and another one of my goons was found dead.
“Who did y’all find?”
“Lewis. You had just put him in charge of house Beta.”
Over the course of three days, they’ve found pieces of three different bodies of my men. While the police scrambled to figure out what was happening, I already knew who was behind the mess. Seojun Yi a.k.a. the leader of the Jaguars.
“Yeah, I remember him.”
I sighed.
“Crazy, Lewis’s ass only wanted to leave the Jaguars because he wanted Sandy’s ass all to himself and Seojun didn’t allow fraternizing. Lewis was a stupid ass nigga for choosing loose pussy over loyalty.”
“So, you didn’t want him to join the team?”
“Every jaguar that switched up to be cobra is technically on my shit list until proven otherwise. They turned their backs on the boss with a snap of my fingers. Yes, it worked out perfectly for me, but I don’t trust any of them. Those niggas aren’t loyal to anything but money and pussy and I don’t like that.”
“That’s why they get all the trash assignments?”
I snorted out a laugh.
“Fucking right.”
Xavier huffed out a chuckle before I heard him mutter a curse.
“What now?”
“I’m getting text messages from the other ex-jaguars. They all pretty much saying they got an envelope of either a finger or a toe placed on they doorsteps or car this morning.”
I burst into laughter. I may not like Seojun, but I had to admit the man was ruthless. I made a mental note to do some shit like that to my enemies.
“Well, what do we do?” X asked.
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?”
“Yup. Like I said, those ex-jaguars were disloyal and to be honest, they served their purpose with me.”
“You and boss lady had them turn their backs on Seojun without a real need for them?”
I lit up a blunt and exhaled a puff of smoke.
“All I’m going to say is, we got what we needed, and spare parts can be disposed of. Don’t text them niggas back because they are good as dead. Go check on my houses, though, to make sure they straight.”
With that, I hung up the phone. X may have been my best friend, but he didn’t need to know everything that was in motion. The fact that I told him about Mama K was probably too much information, but I couldn’t take it back. All he needed to know was that as long as he stayed loyal to me, then he was protected.
My phone chimed, causing me to roll my eyes. I wasn’t in the mood for Xavier to get all sentimental or ask any more questions he didn’t need the answer to.
Mama K: Seojun’s out of hiding
Me: I heard. What do you want me to do?
Mama K: Nothing…yet. We have to see the plan through in order for this to work.
Me: Can’t we just tell Mr. Omba she can finish school online and send her off? I’m ready to get my baby Denice and get rid of the rest of those muthafuckas.
Mama K: Patience, baby boy. With Seojun out getting rid of all those dumb ass Jaguars except for the ones we have in hiding, and his little family roaming around clueless of our plans for them, they’ll never know what hit them when we strike.
Just before I put the phone down, I received another text notification, but this time from Mr. Omba.
Omba: I’d like an updated picture of my future bride. It seems the last one I retrieved suffered some water damage
I scrunched up my nose; ole nasty muthafucka.
Me: Sure thing
I started a new text thread and scrolled through my contacts until I found the name I was looking for.
Me: I need an updated picture of you.
Addy: Another one?
Me: Now!
Addy: I’m so sick of this shit, Mr. L
Me: Bet. I’ll make sure that caregiver and mortgage company do not receive their payment for another two months. Then I’ll send a few of my goons to your grandmother’s home and she can make up for all of the money you owe. I know a few nasty niggas that like old pussy and would enjoy passing her around, especially since she can take her teeth out.
Addy: Please don’t! I’m sending it.
Me: That’s what I thought! And make sure you look sexy.
Addy: FYI if the mortgage bill isn’t paid, the bank will add more fees and possibly foreclose on the house
I ignored her last text. I didn’t give a flying fuck right now. I’ll pay the shit when I get around to it. Within a few minutes, Addy had sent me over a pic that I knew Mr. Omba’s ass was going to like. Hell, his ass liked all of the pictures she sent - that’s why he kept messing them up. His old freaky ass was printing them off and jacking off on them.
I shook my head before forwarding them over. I was tired of dealing with his old ass, too, but that quarter million was on the tip of my fingers. All she had to do was finish school and the money was mine.