Not Your Typical Love (Book 2)

13

Later that day, Kacy, Dion, and Morgan exited the private jet that had landed in Colombia a few moments before. Waiting for them was an all black escalade and when they got in, the car drove off towards José's mansion.

Dion was the first to speak through the entire trip. Truth is, they were all kinda shaken up that the girls may find out what they've been trying to hide.

"I think we should just tell them." Dion mumbled.

"Yea man, we grown ass men. The f**k we look like hidin s**t from our women" Kacy said.

"I feel you, so who gon talk first?" Morgan asked. Nobody spoke "Damn, Ash gon fuckin kill me"

"I'm already dead" Kacy groaned. Morgan and Dion laughed a little and soon, the black van pulled up to José's home.

Sitting on the couch brought back old memories for the guys. Both good and bad. They remembered when the Dion and Kacy were beefing over Karma and also remembered when José's daughter tired to take over resulting in her death.

A maid emerged from the back of the house and in her hands were glasses and a bottle of wine. She poured the guys some before walking off and Jose soon took her place.

"Ah, my friends" Jose smiled as he firmly shook hands with each one "How have you all been?"

"We been good José, what about you?" Morgan asked.

"Still doing big things I see" Dion smiled, referring to the house which seemed to get some work done. Jose smiled and simply nodded "So what's going on? What's the mission we have now?"

A folder that sat on the table in front of them was slid across the table. Kacy set his glass down and grabbed the folder, opening it. His eyes scanned the papers inside the folder before he passes it to Dion, who sat beside him.

"So Wendell, he stole that heroine s**t I saw on the news from you. And you don't want it back, just want him to know not to f**k around with you. Right?"

José nodded "The product is yours to keep once you get it. But in return, I wish to have 20% back from the profit that is made"

"Just 20% huh?" Kacy rubbed his small beard that he's been trying to grow out. "We don't have any workers no more since we wasn't really planning on coming back to selling"

"So we'd have to get some workers back and find a place to put that s**t together" Morgan mumbled as he pulled out his phone. "So from what I'm thinking, we'd make some money off that s**t. I round it up to 100 grand every what, 4 ounces. So that'd be 400,000, not counting the entire product. So Jose would be getting 80,000 every 4 ounces we sell. "

"Sounds about right" Dion said "I'm down, but where this nigga be at?"

"He's seen around Jamaica, usually. But I do know he'll be celebrating his brothers birthday there at the end of this month. His brother is known for having these huge parties where the women are in masks so no one is easily identified. You know, to make the cheating easier." Jose informed. "Simply shoot up the entire club, leaving no one alive"

"Looks like we'll be taking a trip" Kacy smirked. He already had an idea in his head as to how he'll get Karma down there with him. Once the guys were back in the van and on their way back home, Kacy called Karma.

When she answered, a lot of noise and people were heard in the background. "Hey babe"

"Where you at mama?"

"Strip club" she giggled "Kacy, this chick got a fat ass. You'd like her"

"Face time me K"

"Got you" Karma hung up and a few moments later, she face timed him. She faced the camera towards the stripped "Nice huh?"

"Yea baby, but not better then yours"

The camera went back to Karmas face and she smiled "I know papa. Where are you? Where's Morgan and D?"

"Them niggas right here, we on our way back though. Just wanted to check up on you. You'll be back before I get home?"

"Most likely. We might just leave in a bit though, cause Kat is gone"

Karma turned the camera on Kat as she danced on the stage with another stripper and money was being thrown down in them. It was obvious she was drunk but she was clearly having a good time as well.

"Don't you get up there" Kacy warned.

"Already did papa. I love you" she quickly blew him a kiss before hanging up. Kacy couldn't help but smile and lean back as the van drove him back to the plane.

The next morning, Kacy was downstairs when Karma slowly made her way to him. Her eyes were squinted and her hand was over her forehead. "I done told ya ass about that drinking s**t" he mumbled, shaking his head.

"Babe, I didn't drink anything though"

"Then why ya head hurting?" Karma shrugged and sat on the couch, Kacy throwing his arm over her shoulder. "You ain't drink nothing while y'all was there?"

"I had a sprite"

"You put it down?"

"Yea but I didn't drink it after that. Maybe its just from the lights and stuff."

"Yea well I got good news for ya" he smirked and the bright a smile to Karmas face. "We going to Jamaica at the end of this week"

"Oh baby, really? What's the special occasion?"

"Just to spend time with you. D and Morgan coming too"

"Oh this definitely about to be a good time"