Once Yung had finished the job he was paid to do, he sat the pillow aside and flushed the needles down the toilet. Afterwards, he entered the corridor so that the correctional officer that had brought him down could shackle him up and take him back to his cell.
A few days later, Yung disappeared from out of the county jail, never to be seen again.
The next night
Flocka twisted the dials and shut off the hot shower water. He then stepped out of the tub and snatched a towel off the rack. He dried himself off and wrapped the towel around his waist, heading into his bedroom. He pulled out the top nightstand’s drawer to grab a pair of boxer briefs and an undershirt when something at the corner of the mirror caught his eye. A small crinkle appeared on his forehead as he reached for the wallet
