Chapter 3 #2
I didn’t have many enemies to my knowledge but there were always a few punks tryna make a name for themselves. The kind who assumed doing a takeover at one of my spots would exclude them or their family from my wrath. Or the few who made threats on my life and were dead by the morning.
I even had niggas who hated me and had family members working at restaurants try to have me poisoned. I always had someone undercover to watch my back for things unseen when I couldn’t, which was how I knew so much.
My name not only rang bells in the streets; it held the highest power and terrified the world. No one and I mean no one wanted to fuck with me on any level; except those who thought they were smarter than me.
“I’m glad you came because it would be a shame to kill your family and you not be able to see it.
” I let out a chuckle as he pointed to Mario, his sister Maria and her young daughter who had no business being here either.
She was only seven and should’ve been in school.
At least he kept her clothes on but the fact she had to witness grown adults naked didn’t sit right with me.
“You know what baffles me with motherfuckers who try and come for me?” I threw a question out to whoever this nigga was, putting a pair of black gloves on along with the goggles Manny handed me. We did a lot of wild shit so I always put them on to be ready.
“Try? Nigga, I came for you and now look, three of your relatives, all your workers and that security guard will lose their life.” I let out another chuckle.
“What baffles me is the fact you really thought I had a weak team.” Just as those words left my mouth, four of his so called men standing next to him dropped dead.
“What the fuck?” He yelled, jumping back as his friend’s lives were taken.
“What the fuck, was you underestimating me.” I pulled my gun out and put bullets in between every one of the people who was smoking my shit.
“Nooooo!” The guy shouted and ran down the steps to where the people were. Why didn’t he shoot back or try anything? That’s how I knew he was an amateur because anyone else would have done just that.
“I’m sorry. You weren’t supposed to die.” Sucking my teeth as he fell to his knees crying over one of the other chicks, the other men were dropping like flies as well. Manny, Felix and Raul wasted no time getting rid of them while others brought at least fifteen more niggas out from hiding.
“What the fuck was going on in here? Where all those niggas come from?” I barked as my team lined them up.
“We caught them loading up two long U-Haul trucks.” Raul answered. I walked over to one of them and stood toe to toe.
“Who sent you because I know damn well his broke ass didn’t orchestrate this.” I spoke of the guy still crying over the woman on the ground.
“He asked you a fucking question.” Manny was in his face as Felix passed me a blow torch. This was the exact reason for my goggles.
“No words huh. I like that. He’s not a snitch and showing how tough he is.” I turned on the torch.
“Too bad you’re gonna die whether you spoke or not.”
“Wait! I’m…” He tried to speak but it was too late. Like I said, he was dying regardless and whatever info he had should’ve been told beforehand.
“Come on man. You killed enough of my people.” Ignoring the nigga behind me, I went down the line burning different body parts on each individual.
I had to be quick and careful due to the fumes it let off that were toxic and could cause respiratory failure.
Lucky for me, besides my goggles, Felix brought me a mask to cover my nose and mouth to keep the fumes out.
I’m not sure what it was about watching a person burn and seeing their body go into a neurogenic shock before turning into charr, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. Oh, and the fact they become disfigured so even if I sent the body home to family, they wouldn’t have any idea who they were.
“Damn, those niggas are burnt.” Raul joked and threw the alleged general on the floor in front of me. I squatted and lifted the mask off my face. I wanted us to have eye to eye contact.
“Who sent you?” I heard him start hacking as if he were about to hock spit.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Manny held a phone in his face. Tears immediately ran down his face as he watched his family being murdered live.
“Whoever you work for sent you here to die.” I laughed at him trying to beg and plead for his life.
“He knew we’d find out who you were within seconds of seeing you just by snapping a photo. And what’s even better is I have killers all over the world so when I need someone’s life to end, I don’t have to be there to do it.” I shrugged.
“Please. Don’t do this.” A woman’s voice was crying over the Facetime call and I could care less to see who it was.
“Bitch, your husband got you killed and just so you know, he’ll die with his mistress.” One of my guys said and you heard the gun go off.
“Damn, you were crying over your mistress dying and left your wife and kids at home to pay for your sins. You ain’t shit.” I lifted my foot and kicked him so hard in the jaw, it broke.
“All of you can be together in hell.” I let the blowtorch burn his head completely off. I’ve never pretended to be a faithful nigga but if I were married, I’d be that man.
Seeing my wife hurting over my infidelity would never sit right with me which was why I’m single now. My dick loved being in other women and as of right now, I haven’t found one worthy enough to marry. Especially after the shit I went through with Victoria.
“I want this place cleared out within a few hours, set on fire but make it look accidental so I can rebuild, and use one of the other spots to hold my packages.” As I barked out more orders, Raul brought me that dude’s phone and there were messages to unknown numbers asking if he killed me.
I told my cousin to say yes because it would make the dude call.
Sure enough five minutes later the phone rang.
“Did you get him? I didn’t pay you to fuck up.” I let out a laugh hearing the voice.
“I can’t believe a Bitch was in charge?” I responded and waited for her to say something. When she didn’t, I let her know what went down.
“So you see Miss whoever you are, you can’t send kids to do a man’s job.
Matter of fact, if you were that confident about trying to take me out, why didn’t you do it.
” I almost passed out from laughing hard once I heard sniffling on the other end.
Disconnecting the call, I handed the phone to Felix and told him to find out who the person was.
In the meantime, let me find out what really happened and how those motherfuckers got in.
“You’re telling me that they pulled up in two black suburbans, showed an ID card to get in and it never crossed your mind to check the vehicles.” I was mad as hell listening to the guard, John tell that stupid ass story.
It’s been over an hour since all that shit went down. I had everyone get checked medically to make sure they were good. Afterwards, I sent all of them home except this idiot and my cousin Mario. The two of them had some explaining to do.
“I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Sorry huh? You a dumb motherfucker if you really thought I didn’t recognize your friend.” His eyes got big as hell.
“Or the fact the dude who was crying over that woman was your sister. She wasn’t from here and now she’s dead.” All the guys shook their heads.
I didn’t know who the so called person in charge was or if they were related but he clearly had me fucked up thinking I was stupid.
There was a background check done on each person employed under me no matter where they lived.
I knew everything they did in their lives as well as their families and any other outside relationships they had.
All it took was one snap of a photo of the guy who claimed to be running shit.
His picture was sent out to our tech guy who could find anyone in seconds and we knew everything about him and where his family was.
The way my team was set up people would think I was the president and secret service worked for me.
“Get rid of him and I’ll deal with everyone else later. In the meantime, don’t let Mario anywhere around my businesses and put someone on his ass.” I told Felix. I still had other shit to handle and didn’t have time to hear another nigga plead for his life knowing the consequences beforehand.
Leaving with my driver, I made some calls to find out who the woman was on the phone and what her next move was.