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                     t's hideout/pov:

"you weird as fuck."

"what happened?"

"you had them big backs in my spot thats what"

"you wasnt here. the fuck you wanted me to do?"

"did you even care to ask where i was"

"you know the answer to that pan, come on now"

"well anyway thank you for saving my ass."

"fasho. i need for you to ride out to houston with brothel and her guys"

"who is that"

"that bitch mo was working with"

"oh hell no"

"i paid my shit, you gon work. this only the beginning"

"mommy!" pan daughter came in.

"you brought her here?"

"what the fuck..."

"keep yo location off dumb ass bitch"

"why would you bring her here milton"

"i got shit to do."

"you could've taken her to my mom!"

"nah she need to be with her momma"

"sorry excuse for a daddy. get yo shit together fat back ass nigga"

"the nerve of this bitch nigga to talk about fathers when her daddy put crack before her. fuck out my face"

"take mimi to the back and close the door" i whispered to pan.

"t"

"do like i said"

"i guess im suppo-"

i put the silencer on my piece before i put a bullet in his hand, leg, shoulder, and foot.

fat funky ass whining just like a bitch.

i might just make them four my favorite spots to shoot at.

i started to empty the clip in his chest, but his kid gon miss him so i chose not to. for now.

"take him out my shit"

"know not to mess with you" brothel came in.

"yo boys out?"

"yes"

"pan?!"

"yes?"

"take her in the office so they can move that stuff out that room."

"ok, what happened to milton?"

"quit questioning me bruh just take her out"

"alright dang"

"aye brothel"

"my name is toya."

"whatever toyota. you mind if she ride down there with yall?"

"and who is she?"

"one of my girls that work for me."

"why? you dont trust i can do it?"

"nah i need to put her to work. she can probably help unload the shit or something. my boys know who she is so she can be trusted, that aint no problem"

"you know half of the stuff you ask i wouldnt do for anyone else"

"good thing ain nobody else. what the answer gon be"

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