Driven by artistic passion and a longing for change, Clovel boldly uprooted his life, moving to California to break free from the stagnant cycle and advance his art career. Motivated by providing for his family, especially after his father's passing...
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A Week Later — July 6
The sound of a garage closing captured everyone's attention, drawing their focus to the meeting called by Zephaniah. He had gathered a group of recommended individuals, and as they stood in the empty garage, they pondered the reason for their presence there. Despite being aware of each other's existence, many of the men in the room had never actually laid eyes on one another.
Zephaniah, addressing the men, began, "Fellas, I want to express my gratitude for joining me today. You all were highly recommended to me, and I sought out the most formidable individuals in California."
With those words, he took a seat, and the rest followed suit. Zephaniah continued, acknowledging each man individually, "Jonah, it's impressive how you and your wife run the most successful underground drug market in this area. Tamaurio, I've heard that you've taken over the empire left by your brother, the renowned king pin Corey Banks."
Both nodded in confirmation of their roles. Zephaniah turned to Red and complimented him, saying, "Red, your reputation as a top-notch sharpshooter precedes you, and I must say, it's truly impressive."
Zephaniah shifted his attention towards Jonathan, his words carrying weight. "Jonathan, I've heard remarkable things about your skills, and I personally handpicked you to be my guard."
Zephaniah leaned back, his gaze shifting to Zion Carter. "And Zion Carter, your technological expertise will be invaluable in this endeavor."
Pausing for a moment, he addressed the group's curiosity. "I understand you might be wondering why I've highlighted these particular qualities. The truth is, I require your assistance for a pressing matter. You see, my associates Eli and Deandre have been occupied with separate tasks, but now I need them for something else entirely."
Zephaniah's expression grew serious as he continued. "The issue at hand is that my 'girlfriend' inexplicably decided to relocate here without informing me while I was incarcerated. Our mission is to locate her and inform me on her whereabouts. I have to talk to her about pressing matters. She owes me a lot and she basically decided to wipe herself and personal business off the face of the earth."
Eli placed a Manila folder on the table, revealing a photograph capturing the last known image of Tiana. Carmen, Tiana's best friend, appeared alongside her in the picture. "The first photo depicts Tiana. Next, you'll see her inseparable best friend. Keeping an eye on her will likely lead us to Tiana. It's worth noting that Carmen is involved with a nigga who works undercover for the Original Hood Bosses aka OHB, so exercise caution. Keep these things in mind. Many of you probably know about this group and I have a feeling they are responsible for anything that goes on with my 'girlfriend'."
Zion raised his eyebrows and inquired, "So, how much can we expect to be compensated for this task?" Zephaniah rose from his seat, a determined look in his eyes. "I'm offering two mill," he stated firmly. Tamaurio let out a laugh, dismissing the amount.
