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Destination

     As Devin and Slurr headed towards Byron's spot, Slurr called up some of his homies, "Aye yo Patch!" he said as Patch answered the phone,"Bro you with the murderers?" he asked him,"BET! Head over to the Byron house," he told Patch,"The one dude we got that weed from... Yeah! We'll be there." Slurr said before hanging up.
     "We got some people?" Devin asked, while they we're a red light.
     "Yeah, it's like... 4 dudes on they way over there." Slurr told Devin.
     Before Devin could respond Tia called his phone, "Yes?" he answered.
     "Byron said it's some dudes outside his house, is that you and Simon?" she asked.
     "No, we at my house!" he told her.
     "No your not." Tia told him.
     "Yes I am baby!" Devin told her.
     "I'm outside." Tia told him.
     "Oh." Devin responded, turning down Byron's street.
     "So where are you Devin?" Tia asked.
     "I'll call you right back!" Devin said, as another call came in through.
     "Devin where ar-" Tia was saying, before Devin hung up on her.
     "Hello?" Devin answered the other call. 
     "So y'all sent niggas to my crib!?" Byron yelled in my ear.
     "You thought I was gone let that shit slide!?" Devin asked him.
     "Don't worry I'm out this bitch!" Byron responded before hanging up.
     "Slur call up yo niggas and tell them to follow Byron!" Devin said.
     "Nigga why!?" Slurr asked him.
     "Cause he trying to get loose dude! Now call em." Devin told him.
     "I'mma text him." Slurr said, pulling his phone out.
     About 5 minutes past by, and Devin and Slurr pulled up to Byron's house. "Where is yo dudes at mane?" Devin asked.
     "They must be following him." Slurr responded, "Don't he got his weight here?" Slurr asked.
     "His what?" Devin responded.
     "His weed, money, gun and other shit!" Slurr told Devin.
     "Awe! Yeah, he keep his shit together." Decin told Slurr.
     "Lets go take it." Slurr told him, "I mean like, he deserve to more than just his life." Slurr continued.
     "I mean like..." Devin said, rubbing his hand through his hand.
     "You got like 3 stacks left to yo name." Slurr told him.
     "How you know?" Devin asked.
     "Just know that I know!" Slurr answered, "You in or... NAH!?"
     "Fuck it let's do it." Devin said, leaving the car.
     As they creeped up to the house Slurr asked, "What we gone put the shit at?"
     "I know he got duffle bags in there." Devin said, stepping up to the door.
     "Wait, just to be clear you can get all the money and we split the drugs!" Slurr said.
     "Okay dude. Shhh!" Devin responded, then kicking in the door.
     As soon as the door kicked in, a alarm went off. They both noticed they needed to hurry up. They searched the whole house and didn't find anything, but a Ak47 and a Mac-11. "Bro ain't shit here!" Slurr said.
     "Lets check the basement." Devin told Slurr. As they went down to the basement found duffle bags full of dope, marijuana, pills, and money. "Remember what we said!" Devin said putting the Ak47 down.
     As they started bragging all the bags they heard, "L.A.P.D. is anyone in here?"
     "Fuck man!" Slurr whispered.
     "Aye! It's only six bags right!?" Devin whispered, picking up the rifle.
     "Yeah!" Slurr responded.
     "We get three a piece!" Devin said.
     "Aight!" Slurr, responded bragging 3 bags.
     "I'm going to the basement." a police officer told the other officer.
     "Shit!" Devin said,"Think, think, think!" he continued.
     "Nigga this ain't no muthafucking Jimmy Neutron!" Slurr told Devin.
     "Here!" Devin said, tossing his keys to Slurr.
     "Did you hear?" one officer asked.
     "I think it was upstairs." the other officer responded.
     "Alright, hurry up and go to the car and speed to the gas station around the corner." Devin told Slurr.
     "Nigga what!? Where you gone go!?" Slurr questioned him.
     "Im going to the back." Devin told him.
     "I don't know ab-" Slirr was saying.
     "I see you on the you there bro. I PROMISE!" Devin said, creeping upstairs.
     "Nigga slow down." Slurr said, following behind him.
     As Devin rushed through the back door, Slurr stopped looking for his phone. He searched everywhere and couldn't find it. He started to say fuck it and leave, as he was leaving he fell over a lamp cord. Once he got his self back up, the police was coming down the stairs. "Who ever was here they'r-" one officer was saying, before seeing Slurr, "Hey sir!" he told Slurr, walking up to him.
     "Fuck man!" Slurr said, putting his hands up.
     "Just put the bags down and we'll put you under arrest." the officer told him.

     *BEFORE I TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENS NEXT, I HAVE TO TELL YOU DEVIN DROPPED THE AK47 DOWNSTAIRS AND SLURR HAS THE MAC-11 TUCKED IN HIS BACK!*

     As soon as they approached Slurr, he pulled out the Mac-11 from his back. As soon as he started shooting, the officers didn't have a chance to react.
     "HEY NIGGER!" Perry yelled.
     "Nigga pull off!" Slurr said, running up to the car.
     "Why should I?" Perry asked.
     "Look right through that door and look for yo why!" Slurr told Perry, as he hopped in Devin's car and pulled off.
     "How rude!" Perry said, "Hold up! Nigga he just killed them!" Perry said, looking at the house.
     As Perry rushed up to catch up to Slurr. Once Slurr pulled uo to the gas station, Perry hurried to him. "Dude just leave right now!" Slurr told Perry.
     "Tell me what's going on." Perry told Slurr.
     "Bullshit. That's what-" Slurr was saying, freezing up.
     "Come on Slurr!" Devin said, jetting around the corner.
     "Alright!" Slurr replied, hopping in the driver's seat.
     "Aye what about me!?" Perry asked, as they pulled off, "Oh wait! I got my own car!" Perry said laughing.
     As he was pranking at the gas station, Devin and Slurr are trying to play it cool. "So you shot them?" Devin asked Slurr.
     "I wasn't about to go down with them charges man!" Slurr replied.
     "I mean..." Devin said, "I feel you, let's just lay low for a while!" Devin continued.
     "I want all the drugs mane! You can take all the money!" Slurr told him.
     "What!?" Devin asked.
     "Drugs gone take my head off this shit." Slurr told him.
     "What ever floats yo boat!" Devin said, as they pulled up to Slurr's house, "Lets check these bags." Devin said.
     As they searched through the bags they noticed that a bag was missing. "What happened to the other bag?" Slurr asked himself.
     "I had my three." Devin said.
     "Fuck I dropped it when I started shooting." Slurr responded.
     "It's all good Slurr, it was just pills in that one." Devin said, "Alright cous! Remember don't say nothing." Devin told him.
     "I got you mane!" Slurr said, leaving the car.
     "Be safe out here cousin!" Devin said, getting in the driver's seat.
     As Devin headed home, he decided to call Tia and see what she was up to.
     "Hello?" Tia answered.
     "What you doing?" Devin asked.
     "Laying in the bed, watching television. Where are you at?" Tia asked.
     "On my way." Devin told her.
     "Okay." Tia said.
     "Alright." Devin said, hanging up.

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