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Chapter 1

Murder had an attitude as he walked in the club He would have preferred to be at ho down from the beautiful island of Jamaica The island was one of his favorites to visit He especially loved to look at the beautiful, thick women of the island This time, the trip wasn’t for pleasure; it was strictly business He had to meet with his Uncle Jimmy to discuss a fe transportation opportunities

His Uncle Jiure when his father was murdered He loved his uncle as if he were his father just for hi in when he did Murder would definitely be in jail or dead if his Uncle had never bothered to take an interest in him

“How did the shit go, bro?” Pain asked his friend as he entered their designated section

“We’re about to shut the whole city down, nigga There ain’t shit that’ll be sold in these streets if it’s not our shit I hope you ready to step up as ht hand,” Murder said as they sat down on one of the couches

“If you’re rocking, then I’ at the exciteone dipping in that island ass,friend

“Your hoe ass don’t knohat to do with a good girl,” Murder told his boy and laughed

Pain wasn’t exactly the relationship type of guy They had known each otherto be locked down, so hearing hiirl threw Murder for a loop

“How are you fellas doing tonight?” the bottle girl said as she ca on the couch

They both looked up at her She was a cute one Her body was nice, but it could’ve been better was the thought that ca of how she would look better if she was face down ass up in front of hiht now

“Daht would be hella better if you tell o on break,” Pain flirted

Murder just shook his head because just that quick, this nigga had forgotten all about his so-called good girl Murder watched as the bottle girl giggled and soaked up all the lies Pain was telling her

“I can go on break if I sell all these bottles,” she said and pointed to the five bottles she had on the tray

Pain dug in his pocket and pulled out a stack of hundreds Standing up, he took the hundreds and slid thee sized breasts He was sure to squeeze one of the her smile and bite her bottom lip let him know she was damn sure down for whatever He watched her ass while she walked away

“Nigga, didn’t you just tell irl? I know da about,” Murder said laughing

“Nah, that ain’t her She said she was co, but she don’t do clubs and shit like that,” Pain said

Murder looked at his friend like he was crazy He felt bad for whoever this chick was that Pain was talking about His boy was his brother, no doubt, but right now Murder thanked the lord he didn’t have a sister

“How you know she’s not here already? She could be What you gonna do if she co the bottle hoe?” Murder asked just to see if this fool had any kind of plan

“Shit, she’ll be alright until I get back She knows better than to entertain any other nigga,” Pain said

“So, she’s ya girl or so?” Murder asked