Dirty DNA (G Street Chronicles Presents) by BlaQue Page B

were doing more business.
    “Mami, I have some major moves to make. I
got a spot off of Southern Avenue that I have on lock, and I am
looking to move a few more bricks through that way. I need to
venture out a little more too. There is a drought on the Southside,
and I am trying to get these thirsty ass niggas a drink. You feel
me?”
    I nodded to let her know I was listening,
but I was more focused on the neat stacks of cash that were in
front of me. I finished my count and placed the bundles into the
briefcase I had come in with.
    “Expanding with what?” I finally asked after
locking my briefcase.
    “I was thinking of moving some green through
this way. I know you only fuck with that powder, but I know your
man Papi got that green.”
    At the sound of his name I shuddered. I
didn’t want anyone associating him with me. I knew I could take
another angle to get the green so Corrine could expand her growing
mini empire. Sheik was known to keep some fire on him. That would
be just the excuse to talk to him on the regular.
    “That is not my man. I will make some calls
and see what I can do for you. I will call you later and let you
know what I have worked out.” I said.
    We walked out through the
living area and Corrine’s company had switched it up a bit and was
engaging in random sex acts on the couch. Corrine all but pushed me
out of the door. She wanted to get back to her homemade
porno. She gave me a knowing smile and I
left. Once I hit my car, I was thinking about Sheik; and more
importantly what I was going to do about Papi. I hated when I
started thinking about my problems too much because even as a child
I didn’t handle pressure too well. Bad shit happened when I got
into tight situations. I knew I couldn’t just make a move on him
because I didn’t know exactly what he was up to.
     
     

Chapter 12
    Holiday’s Bar and Grill
    Branch Avenue
    Temple Hills, MD
     
    A few months had gone by and I had
successfully arranged to buy green exclusively from Sheik. I was
officially handling all the business on the Southside. The
Parklands and the surrounding areas of Congress Park and The Valley
were being locked down. I also had most of Benning Road, Trinidad,
and Saratoga on lock too. With the help of Corrine, Southern Ave
was well on its way to becoming infested with my brand, and Caesar
couldn’t be happier. Week by week we were upping our orders, and he
respected me bringing him more money than he had seen even while my
father had been running shit in the hood on his own.
    I hadn’t heard too much from Papi. He had
tried to call me several times and each time he was forwarded to
voicemail. I knew he was pissed. He was mad because I hadn’t
returned any of his calls and I had also taken over his beloved
Saratoga operation. I knew there was going to be blood shed. I was
constantly on watch. I always had my heat and Oscar and his goons
in tow. Business was going well and I know with me making that kind
of money and with haters all around, someone was bound to test my
gangsta’.
    I was taken away from my thoughts by the
sound of my cell phone ringing. I didn’t bother to look at the
caller ID which I should have.
    “Talk to me.” I said, answering the call
blindly.
    “Oh, so now you can talk. I haven’t heard
shit from you!” Papi said sizzling into the phone.
    “Papi, I have been tied up. You know I am
busy.” I yawned into the phone. I sounded bored and uninterested
and I could tell he knew I didn’t care about what he had to
say.
    “YaYa don’t fuck with me! I know you have
locked down the major areas in the Parklands and most of Benning
Road right into NE. You moved right into my fucking spot! Since
that pussy was good as a mutha fucka, I am going to let you out
easy.” He said knowingly.
    “What do you mean, ‘let me out easy?’” I
laughed. “I will get out when I am ready or someone takes me out.”
I sneered.
    “YaYa since we have some past, I will let
that shit go. Just return what you