After Eight years, Ghenesis Santiago leaves for Atlanta, Ga to try having a relationship with her father and his new family. While having to maintain her senior year in highschool and working with her brother and his Crew under her father's orders...
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I sat behind Zeus’s desk in the office, countin’ my fourth bag of money while the kid in front of me shifted like he had fire ants in his shoes. Couldn’t have been more than fifteen, maybe younger. This game? Ain’t made for boys.
“You good?” I asked, not lookin’ up from the stacks.
“Yes ma’am... sorry,” he muttered.
I finished countin’, and my stomach dropped. “You four K short.”
“What? No, I—I can’t be. I sold everything I was given!”
I looked up at him with a mix of annoyance and concern. “You sellin’ sixty-dollar bags and only bringin’ back sixteen K? That math don’t add, lil man.”
“I was sellin’ ‘em for forty... I didn’t know—” his voice cracked.
Just then, the door opened. I didn’t even have to look.
The heat that came with Zeus walkin’ into a room always hit like pressure. Today, it was volcanic.
Shit.
He stormed in, jaw locked, hoodie slightly pushed back, eyes already darker than usual.
“Just go. I’ll fix it,” I told the kid low and quick, hopin’ to get him out before this blew up.
The boy nodded and stepped toward the door.
“Stop,” Zeus snapped, voice like ice over fire.
The boy froze. His body turned stiff as concrete.
Zeus walked to the desk, grabbed a stack of money and flipped through it fast. His hands were calm, but his body was tight with rage.
“I can tell this ain’t all of it. How short are you?” he asked without lookin’ up.
The boy glanced at me like I was gon’ rescue him.
Mistake.
“The fuck you lookin’ at her for?” Zeus growled, pullin’ his gun from his waistband and clickin’ the safety off.
“Malice—wait. Just chill out,” I said, walkin’ around the desk, tryin’ to grab his arm. “He’s a kid, Z.”
“I asked a fuckin’ question,” he said, eyes black now, yanking away from me. “How short?”
“I didn’t steal!” the kid shouted. “It was an honest mistake! I swear!”
