Page 15 of Gang of Roses: Kash

“It’s not a sudden thing, D. You’ve always been a constant thought… just be careful.”

“Always am, Ma. I’ll handle yo’ luggage when I get home. You ate yet?”

“No, but I’ll have something cooked by the time you get back. It will be tonight, right?”

I nodded and she followed suit.

“Cool. Lock in and come back to me, please. You’re pretty much all I got left, D,” she voiced with nothing but subtle pain on her tongue.

Hearing her say that made me wonder where the hell her crew was. What I did know was that them damn girls ain’t do shit without the other. And when I say they were each other’s shadows, you never saw one without the other three up her ass. I was gon’ visit that statement when I got back, right now, I couldn’t focus on her.

“A nigga gon’ come home to you, you better believe that. My wallet in the drawer. Get my card and do yo’ thing.” She offered another nod letting me know she had some shit on her mind for real. A kiss was placed on her forehead with me saying, “I love you.”

She fixed her mouth to say it back but caught herself. I smirked and walked out the room then condo completely. I knew what it was so she ain’t have to say it. The affection she showed me let me know where I stood with her. My family was all she knew so she was good.

Once I called the elevator, I checked my notifications. Three missed calls from Donnie and one from Dray. I called baby bro’ back first. His was the most important. “How we looking Donnie?”

“Seems like it’s a lil’ family get together. Ain’t nobody dipped out yet. Make sure you bring enough gas,” he advised.

“Will do. Let me hit Dray.”

I hung up and phoned my lil’ brother.

He answered before that first ring could finish. “What’s up, D?”

“I’m on the way. How many bombs you got in the bag?” I inquired stepping onto the elevator. I hit P2 for the second level of the deck where my car was parked.

“Three.”

“Make it six. He got guests over.”

“That’s a bet. Anything else?” he asked.

“Get yo’ mind right. This 3 million dollars and we can’t fuck it up.” I had more than enough funds in my account to live comfortably. However, the thief in me couldn’t let it pass. I needed all that in a nigga’s possession.

“Tell that to yo’ sister. She still tripping.”

“She always is until that money hit her account. She’ll be aight. I’ll be there in twenty.”

When it came to jobs, I tolerated no bullshit. Stick to the muthafuckin’ script, get the fuck in, and get the fuck out. Everything was timed simply ‘cause we was pressed for it. No more than five minutes on house calls and I meant not a second more. Anything was possible to go left afterward.

I checked the throw away Glocks in my lap, handing one off to each of my siblings. Regardless of Deonna being the driver, she was gon’ have some protection. Losing her wasn’t ever gon’ happen, not as long as I had breath in my body.

“Don’t fuck this up. I have no plans on sending a nigga to hell today. When that happens, the heat gets turned up in the kitchen and more than one gets burned. Put these white muthafuckas to sleep, empty the fuckin’ safe, and get yo’ ass back to the car. Am I clear?”

Dray, Deonna, and Donnie were all listening. It was time to work. I needed them on their Ps and Qs with this. Tyler Valorie might’ve not had bodyguards, but he damned sure had twelve on his side. This was an opportunity I couldn’t let pass me by and a lick I couldn’t squander.

“Am I clear?” I shouted when too many seconds ticked and nobody answered.

“Yeah nigga, damn,” Donnie replied.

“Yeah, big bro’,” Dray followed up with Deonna offering a slow head nod afterward. She was spoiled and right now wasn’t the time to let that shit show.

“Yeah aight. Dray and Donnie let’s get this shit over with,” I ordered.

Stepping out the whip, we headed for the crib on foot from the gate. Deonna kept the lights off and the engine going. She was to stay ready for pull off at any given moment. Dray had his EMP on him as well as the bag of gas bombs. Donnie and I stepped with our personal choice of steel in tow ready to out anything down that got in the way.

Hearing the music playing and the family having a god time, I smiled. They wasn’t ‘bout to know what hit them.