Jazel

Chapter 2: All Business and a Little Play

Mayhem

"Nigga where you at? We don't have time for your bullshit." I yell through the phone at Ice

"On the way fool."

"You ain't even black and yo ass is on CP time. Come the f**k on nigga."

"Get ya panties out you ass I'm outside." I go outside and get in Ice's car.

"OK these niggas say they got some premium s**t for us. Something in me can't shake that these niggas lying. Make sure you got yo s**t on you at all times. "

"If you so, iffy on the niggas why we headed to see about buisness with them " Ice questioned

"The fact of the matter is we need a new plug and they got the best s**t in the south.". I let him know.

"Before we get to all business." Ice says pulling into the warehouse, "Mom wants us to come to her charity event. "

"That lady always trying to pimp us to her old ass friends." I say laughing as I get out the car. As I walkup to the large steal door I can't help but to check my surroundings. By my count I see eight cars; Three silver, one green, three red, and one yellow. None of them new enough for me to name them. Walking up to the door I knock four time as the old head nigga Pete instructed. After a few seconds the door opens and a younger version of Pete opens the door. Sizing dude up I knew I could take him with no issues. This nigga looks soft as hell.

"Mayhem?" The nigga asked.

"The one and only." I say walking pass little Pete.

"Hold the f**k up nigga." I hear followed with the clicking of a gun.

"If you pull it you better use it." I say never turning to face the nigga with a suicide wish.

"PJ put the gun down he is our guest of honor. "Pete says from across the room. Little dude takes his gun off of my head and returns to his seat at the table. Taking notice of all in attendance I count eleven chairs around the table. In addition to the eleven chairs around the table there are nine people sitting around the table each with one person standing behind them. I guess everyone brought security. I take my place at the table leaving one open seat. I look back at Ice to see if he has come to the same understanding as me, and by the look on his face he has.

"Let's get started so that we may go on with our day." Pete states.

" Where is Jay ?" a women sitting to the left of the empty seat at the head of the table Ask

" Jay will not be here today I was asked personally to introduce our newest distro to the group. "Pete says sitting directly across from the empty seat. nodding in agreement the women allows him to continue. "Now let us. Introduce ourselves and job titles. PJ would you like to start us off. PJ seated to the right of his dad begins to speak.

"PJ head of distribution. All routes go through me.” he says eyeing me

"Nike. I'm good with numbers ," The girl to PJs right says

" Red. West coast. And I don't like how yall wasting my time. Jay will hear about this." He says glaring at Pete.

"Jay knows all that is going on." Pete reassured them.

"Gia. Clean up." The girl that spoke out first said.

"Noxil. I'm good with computers." The girl to the right of the empty chair stated.

" Dez. East Coast."

" Ant. Mid west."

"Mayhem and Ice. " I say pointing to my brother. "South"

"We don't care about the help." Gia says.

"Good thing Ice ain't the help then." I spit back

"Pat. Intel." The dude on my right says. Looking at this nigga this has got to be Petes other son they told me about. Him and PJ look just alike.

"Now that we all know each other let's get to business.” Pete begins before Gia interupts.

"I don't know why we sitting here. Jay don't do business like this and we all know.” Standing up to leave She say." Let Jay know to hit me up when the time is right." and she and her security left.

"Yea tell Jay to hit me up." Noxil said standing to leave. Then one by one the rest followed leaving myself, Ice, Pete and his two sons.

"Who the f**k is this Jay nigga they all love so dearly." Ice said.

"Don't worry about Jay we have everything under control." Pete stated. "Yall just make sure you ready to receive this shipment" Looking around the warehouse space I can't help but feel someone looking at me. Looking up to the back of the space I see three glass mirrors shining down on the warehouse. If I didn't know any better I would think they were two-way mirrors. I watched as the one they called Pat headed towards the back of the warehouse disappearing behind two large doors. I turn to focus my attention back to Pete when the big ass nigga from the club appeared from behind the same doors Pat disappeared behind. Seeing that no one else noticed this big ass nigga I look at Pete and nod in his direction. When Pete and PJ noticed the nigga they looked shocked. Pete's eyes drift to the mirrors.

"We will be in touch fellas. If there are any concerns Please do not hesitate to reach out." Pete shook both my and Ice's hands before rushing us out the door.

" Wasn't that the same nigga that whoop on dude ass last night at the Club." Ice said.

"Yea" was all I said. My brain kicked into deep thought. He was with that fine ass girl last night. He seemed to protect her. was he the boss. Hell hah she seemed to be in charge last night. So is she the boss? That can't be it either. The way Jay's name sends fear through niggas no b***h could pull that off. So that means she must be his bosses girl. So Jay was in the club last night and I missed him. Hell nah I don't miss s**t. Heading back to Ice's car I peep a black Range Rover that was not outside earlier. No one walked in so there must be a secret entrance somewhere around here.

"Ice let go sit down the road. I'm trying to see something.”

Ten minutes later the black Range comes flying past us.

"f**k! That tint was dark as hell I couldn't see shit."

"You don't think Oh girl was in there do you?" Ice asks.

"Nah, but I think that nigga Jay was." I say." We need to find out who that nigga is ASAP. "

Jazel

I wake up the next morning to a call from my cousin Pat.

“Yo Jay you need to get to the warehouse. PJ and pops holding a meeting. I asked them niggas if they called you. They said you wasn’t needed. They said something about introducing the new distro south.”

“Say less.”

“I already sent Biggs your way he should be there any minute.”

“Be there in thirty.” I say tiredly

I jump up and throw on my black Nike sweat suit, and black combat boots. I run in the bathroom and handle my hygiene. Just as I’m finishing in the bathroom my phone rings. Its Biggs letting me know he is outside. I brush through my grey hair making sure there are no tangles and head out the door. Not before grabbing my twin bitches. Luckily for me Biggs makes it to the warehouse in twenty minutes. We get out and head in through my side entrance. No one uses this entrance but me. Going up the stairs and into my office I can see and hear everything that goes on in the open space below. Anyone looking up would just think it was three big ass mirrors overlooking them. As I look over the meeting, I see my whole crew was there, and I watched each person take a seat.

“Now we called yall niggas here today cause we replace Jim .” Uncle Pete started “My money been short. So we bout to change some things around here.” we hear four knocks at the door.

PJ walks to the door and in walks the finest man I have ever seen. He has dreads down his back dark chocolate skin and big muscles. He was a good bit taller than PJ. So I know he was almost seven feet tall. As he enters PJ puts a gun to his head. They exchange words and uncle Pete calls PJ off, which was smart because what they didn't see was the white boy with his gun aimed at PJ's head. I couldn’t even focus on the s**t uncle Pete was saying cause I kept staring at the new guy. The one thing I did catch was his name Mayhem. I guess he felt me staring because he kept looking up at the mirror. I watched as my team questioned Pete about my whereabouts, while introducing themselves to Mayhem. Finally, Gia had enough and walked out followed by the rest of the crew. The meeting was over, and everyone left, leaving Mayhem, Ice, Pete, PJ, and Pat: . Once everyone was gone, I sent Biggs to summon my uncle and my cousins. Uncle Pete and PJ were in deep conversation with Mayhem and Ice and Pat was already on his way up here. Mayhem noticed Biggs first and nodded his way. Uncle Pete and PJ look in his direction their reaction was shock. They tried to hide it but not well enough. They said something to Mayhem , and they shook hands. Mayhem and Ice leave and Uncle Pete looks up towards the mirror before heading my way.

“Hey niece what you doing here?” uncle Pete asked

“The question is what are yall doing here?”

“Man, we loosing as lot of money. We had to replace that nigga Jim .” PJ said.

“Looks like to me yall doing business without me.” I said with a raised eyebrow. See my thing is I don’t know why they try me. These niggas know I have no problem shooting them.

“Nah niece it wasn’t even like that.” Uncle Pete said rubbing his left thigh. A reminder of the last time he did some s**t like this.

“So, tell me how it was Unc.”

“We was just,”

“And before you lie let me tell you this. I don’t give a damn what you was doing I run this s**t. everything goes through me. Without me you can’t do this s**t. So, I suggest…”

“Now you wait one damn minute little girl,” Uncle Pete interrupted but was cut off by my bullet coasting by his ear.

“Don’t you dare interrupt me. This my s**t I run this. Let this s**t happen again and that’s your ass. I want a file on the nigga in two hours. Don’t make me have to get the s**t myself, I looked at both them niggas and walked out to my car. Before getting in I looked back at the warehouse and shake my head.

“Biggs let Pat know to get me something on dude. I know them niggas ain’t gone give me what I need.”

“No doubt boss lady. Here you go. He said you would ask for this once we got in the car.” Biggs says handing me an envelope.

I got a feeling my uncle and cousin are gonna make me kill them. I would hate to do it but nobody is gonna disrespect me. I am Jazel motherfucking Howard. I think opening the envelope.

“Biggs take me to the offices.”

“Bet.”

“I want to change up somethings. Call Fabian and move the drop up 2 days. Plus it will give me a chance to see how good MIayhem is under pressure. ”

Biggs nods at me through the rear view. Giving my attention to my phone Ty has sent 4 text.

Ty: b***h my head hurts!!

Ty: Why you always let me drink so much?

Ty: Call me lets do lunch!

Ty: 911 b***h 911!!!

“What the f**k his b***h got going on now.” I mumbled under my breath. I know Biggs heard me though cause he smirked. As we head back to the highway we can't help but notice the silver BMW seating by the exit.