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Walking into the trap, East was immediately greeted with a faint, stank smell as naked woman in aprons packed the cocaine, being kept under a watchful eye to make sure they weren't smuggling any. Nodding in approval, Dave then walked over to the meeting office where all of his top dawgs were.
"Sup bitches," He walked into the room, dapping up the guys which included: Shooter, Drago, Bully, Zymere, Mir, and Hush & AJ.
"Wassup witcha' nigga? Ain't seen you in a minute," Hush commented, as they dapped each other up.
"On me. Folks don't even come out and chill no mo', what's been up wit' you?" AJ leaned forward, waiting to hear what East had to say.
"I just been busy, that's all," He shrugged, unable to prevent the smirk that grew on his face.
"Nigga, Kairi lil ass ain't keepin' you dat' busy. You gotta bitch or something?" AJ smacked his lips at the bullshit he knew Dave was spilling.
"I ain't gotta 'bitch'. I got woman, believe that," He laughed at the faces AJ & Hush made since they were full of shock.
"Oh, you made it official?" Zymere asked with his eyebrows raised.
"Nah, but everybody know she's all me. I will soon though, just gotta find a day when she stop playing with a nigga. She still got her days when she wanna push away and shit, but, we getting there," He shrugged. "But, that's not the point, what we gotta handle today?" He nodded towards Bully so he could get briefed.
"Mm," He hummed. "First we gotta talk to the Gambino's. We got some fuck ups with the connect in Mexico so somebody gotta fix that. What else? Oh, the money and the product ain't adding up no more and Techno AWOL so, somebody smart with that shit gotta check it out, might need one of their people to check that too," He read off the papers in front of him.
"Aight. Call 'em up," He nodded towards the phone at the center of the table. Hush typed in the number and they waited for it to ring.
"Hello?" A female voice ran through the phone.
"Yo, is um, Ghost or Ace there?" He asked.
"They aren't to my knowledge, but I can connect you with another Gambino. Who am I speaking with?" She asked, typing on her computer.
"East, from the NightShift," He responded.
"Ah, okay. One second," She spoke before rerouting the call.
"Never got transferred before," AJ mumbled making them laugh lowly before another person picked up.
"Man I could'a sworn I told that bald headed bitch to stop sending me these fucking calls. Shawty a whole receptionist and can't answer a question? Lord," Capri ranted on the other side of the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey ma," Dave chuckled.
"I'm not in the mood for bullshit today, nigga. State yo' name and occupation," She smacked her teeth.
