Chapter 16
Tiaz was sitting on the couch holding the telephone to his ear with his shoulder while preparing a blunt. He was dressed in a black beanie and camouflage army jacket. His feet were propped upon the coffee table and the flat screen was on. Love and Hip Hop was on the screen, but he wasn’t paying it any mind. His attention was focused on the conversation at hand.
“Yeah, man, I casted the line and some mothafucka bit, took the bait right off the hook. Fifteen cents, it’s all profit, Crim. It’s all profit so it’s a win, win situation. Feel me? Nah, do your thang, I’ma have this broad roll me out there.” He licked the blunt closed and sealed it closed by sweeping the flame of his Zippo lighter back and forth across it. Once he was done, he tucked the Zippo lighter into his jacket p
