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Chapter 7

A week had passed since Law Baby chilled at Murder’s house. They had talked and FaceTimed every day since then. Now, he was in the back of the barbershop going over the books for the various businesses he owned. It was crazy because even though Murder had never touched a drug in his life, he was responsible for the transport of the purest heroine that Virginia had ever seen. The thing no one ever knew was that his connect was his uncle. His Uncle Jimmy had seen some of his own boss like qualities in his nephew at a young age.

Being that Murder’s father was killed before Murder reached the age of thirteen, Uncle Jimmy took Murder under his wing, and it was a wrap from there. His Uncle started taking him everywhere with him when Murder wasn’t in school. He would always tell Murder, if you talk too much, then you’ll never be able to learn anything. That was the main reason Murder was as quiet as he was today. He learned how to pay attention to actions. His uncle was sure to have Murder read books on how to read people. He had read books on profiling and detecting lies in people as well.

“When is the next transport coming up? I have to get to the doctor with Nikki’s hoe ass?” Pain said to his friend.

“Don’t worry about it. I got it covered. I know you’re trying to do the family thing with old girl, and you can’t build a family if you’re on the go all the time. Chill out for a couple of weeks. This shit ain’t going nowhere for real. You will have plenty of work to do when you get back,” Murder told him.

Murder’s phone rang before Pain could say anything. Instead of Pain walking out when Murder answered the phone, he just stood there. Murder had peeped his face balling up when he answered the phone.

“Hey, Law Baby, what’s going on?” he said.

He was sure to put the phone on speaker, just so he could see how Pain was going to react to this conversation. Murder thought about changing up the conversation, but that thought went as quick as it came. If he wanted to stand there, he was gonna get the raw and uncut version of the conversation. He turned to his computer like he was doing something on it, but the whole time, he was watching Pain.

“You know I have a date tonight, right?” Lawrynn asked.

“Oh yeah, is that shit tonight? Where y’all going?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I don’t want to go for real,” Lawrynn whined.

“We already talked about this. You need to get out and see that all niggas ain’t fuck boys. I’m saying, you already know that all niggas ain’t me. Go on your little date or whatever. You know the rules already. Make sure that scrub opens the door for you and shit like that too. You’re a fucking queen, make his bitch ass treat you like one,” Murder said.

“You get on my nerves,” Lawrynn said and laughed.

“Make sure you don’t wear no fucking boy shorts or thong tonight, either. I’m the only one who gets to see those motherfuckers,” he said, trying not to laugh at the fact that Pain was still standing there.

“I’m coming to your house tonight afterward. I don’t have to work for the next three days, so you know what time it is, Maurice,” she said, calling him by his first name.

“Aye, cut that shit out.” He chuckled at her calling him by his government.

/> She laughed just like she always did when he told her to cut something out. He loved to hear her laugh, so he found himself saying it more and more.

“What are you gonna do while I’m on my boring ass date?” she asked.

“Yo, Murder, I’m out,” Pain said, just so Lawrynn could hear that he was in the room.

Murder smirked because he knew that Pain was eventually going to do some bitch shit like that.

The more days that passed, the more Pain showed a side of him that Murder had never seen before. He was getting more and more cautious around the man that was supposed to be more like a brother to him than a friend.

“Really, Murder? You had me on speaker this whole time? What was the point of that?” she fussed before ending the call.

Murder knew that Lawrynn was mad, but she wouldn’t be for long. Pain did that shit on purpose, but Lawrynn being mad over this petty shit was a small thing to a giant in Murder’s mind. He’d let her feel all accomplished and shit with her little hang up. He shut down his computer to leave for the day. Instead of chilling, he would have to show his ass tonight. He really wanted Lawrynn to get out and see how it was to entertain other niggas just because she wasn’t that experienced or to say it in a better way, she didn’t have variety.

When they did get together, Murder didn’t want her to feel like she was missing out on something and start cheating. He was killing two birds with one stone.

He started smiling when he saw that Pain’s bitch ass was still out front talking to some guys. Walking out as if everything was cool as a fan, he dapped up everybody, and then he stood back with his hands in his pockets for a few minutes and waited for Pain to get comfortable enough to think everything was okay. Right when Pain was in the middle of a laugh, Murder came out of nowhere with a fist to Pain’s jaw.

“OH SHIT!” a few of the guys shouted.

Murder was ready for Pain to swing back at him, so it wasn’t a surprise when he was hit in his jaw. The hit wasn’t hard enough to cause Murder to stumble. In fact, it only made him smirk. The fellas stepped between the two before either of them could swing on the other again.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, nigga? What the hell you hit me for?” Pain said as he was held back.

“I never thought you would act like a bitch. That shit you pulled back there was some shit a bitch would do. Just know the shit ain’t work, mother fucker,” Murder yelled as he tried to get to Pain.

“What the fuck, man? Y’all supposed to be brothers,” one of the guys said.

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