brother for not being present when he was released from the county jail. Armando always took things to lightly. Biz made that same mistake and paid for it with his life. Diego knew that Tyce wasn’t like the other hoodlums hanging on the corners working for him. Tyce was different. He was smart and he wasn’t afraid of anything. He proved that when he stole five million dollars from him in one night.
There was no need to skip trace or search county records to try and locate Tyce’s house. A man like that had layers of protection to hide his identity and keep his home anonymous. The fact that he had been Biz’s enforcer for nearly ten years and hadn’t even been questioned in connection with a single murder, confirmed that Mr. Adkins was indeed an intelligent man who preferred the director’s chair over the spot light.
Tyce needed to be drawn out. Diego knew that the fastest way to get a man to come out of hiding is to question his manhood. Any man that had a set of balls would not like to think that another man considers him a coward. When Tyce poked his little head out from his hole to defend his honor, Diego planned to chop it off and play a game of soccer with it!
Round Two
I pulled up to the large home just around the corner from mine parking my jeep in the driveway. I took a deep breath and rubbed my hands over my jeans. Flipping down the visor, I used the mirror and inspected my face. I took a look into my own eyes and didn’t blink. Fear was absent. Cowardice was missing. Confidence stared back at me. Bravery was my reflection.
Sway came walking out of the house as I flipped the visor back up. I looked in his direction and smiled, I hadn’t seen him since we were all at Biz’s house…the day he burned to death.
“What’s good man? I knew a jail cell couldn’t hold you for too long.” Sway smiled as he walked out the house coming towards me.
He wore ligh t blue jeans and a black V-neck shirt. Sway liked to show off his physique wh enever he got the chance. Baggy clothes wasn’t his style, why hide all that hard work under oversized clothes? His hair was short and curly as usual with a taper fade around the ears and lower neck. He had that financial glow about himself and walked with that money limp that was common amongst ballers.
“Yeah they tried to hold me but that shit aint work out like they thought.” I got out the jeep giving him a pound.
“Good to see you man.” Sway stepped back.
“You too; hey is Ranae still gone?”
“Yeah, wasup man, why you keep asking about Ranae?” Sway cocked his head to the side.
“Let’s take a walk.”
Sway and I had been friends since we were preteens. I was counting on his loyalty and friendship now more than ever. As we walked he stayed silent and waited for me to speak first.
“Have you seen the billboard yet?”
“What billboard?”
I turned to face him, “There’s a big ass billboard on Crenshaw with my face on it and the words you can’t hide written under my neck.”
“What the fuck? Who the fuck would do that!?” Sway’s eyebrows bunched up as a scowl spread across his face.
“Somebody that wants to get my attention.” I said easily.
“Like who?” Sway turned his palms over.
I pulled out a pack of clove cigarettes from my pocket, took one out and lit it before answering the question. We made direct eye contact as I exhaled the smoke.
“Mr. Five million dollars himself…Diego Alverez.”
Just The Three Of Us
Things were going good at the Adkins household. Angelique was settling in and Dallas was getting comfortable in her new surroundings. The house looked different nowadays, it had a woman’s touch that was obsolete before. The women decorated as a team, working together to make the house a home. The pride and joy of the residence was the now finished boom boom room,
There was no need to skip trace or search county records to try and locate Tyce’s house. A man like that had layers of protection to hide his identity and keep his home anonymous. The fact that he had been Biz’s enforcer for nearly ten years and hadn’t even been questioned in connection with a single murder, confirmed that Mr. Adkins was indeed an intelligent man who preferred the director’s chair over the spot light.
Tyce needed to be drawn out. Diego knew that the fastest way to get a man to come out of hiding is to question his manhood. Any man that had a set of balls would not like to think that another man considers him a coward. When Tyce poked his little head out from his hole to defend his honor, Diego planned to chop it off and play a game of soccer with it!
Round Two
I pulled up to the large home just around the corner from mine parking my jeep in the driveway. I took a deep breath and rubbed my hands over my jeans. Flipping down the visor, I used the mirror and inspected my face. I took a look into my own eyes and didn’t blink. Fear was absent. Cowardice was missing. Confidence stared back at me. Bravery was my reflection.
Sway came walking out of the house as I flipped the visor back up. I looked in his direction and smiled, I hadn’t seen him since we were all at Biz’s house…the day he burned to death.
“What’s good man? I knew a jail cell couldn’t hold you for too long.” Sway smiled as he walked out the house coming towards me.
He wore ligh t blue jeans and a black V-neck shirt. Sway liked to show off his physique wh enever he got the chance. Baggy clothes wasn’t his style, why hide all that hard work under oversized clothes? His hair was short and curly as usual with a taper fade around the ears and lower neck. He had that financial glow about himself and walked with that money limp that was common amongst ballers.
“Yeah they tried to hold me but that shit aint work out like they thought.” I got out the jeep giving him a pound.
“Good to see you man.” Sway stepped back.
“You too; hey is Ranae still gone?”
“Yeah, wasup man, why you keep asking about Ranae?” Sway cocked his head to the side.
“Let’s take a walk.”
Sway and I had been friends since we were preteens. I was counting on his loyalty and friendship now more than ever. As we walked he stayed silent and waited for me to speak first.
“Have you seen the billboard yet?”
“What billboard?”
I turned to face him, “There’s a big ass billboard on Crenshaw with my face on it and the words you can’t hide written under my neck.”
“What the fuck? Who the fuck would do that!?” Sway’s eyebrows bunched up as a scowl spread across his face.
“Somebody that wants to get my attention.” I said easily.
“Like who?” Sway turned his palms over.
I pulled out a pack of clove cigarettes from my pocket, took one out and lit it before answering the question. We made direct eye contact as I exhaled the smoke.
“Mr. Five million dollars himself…Diego Alverez.”
Just The Three Of Us
Things were going good at the Adkins household. Angelique was settling in and Dallas was getting comfortable in her new surroundings. The house looked different nowadays, it had a woman’s touch that was obsolete before. The women decorated as a team, working together to make the house a home. The pride and joy of the residence was the now finished boom boom room,
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