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      Make sure you have a sit down with them tonight at your place Will? Yeah I got you, don’t worry. Alright let’s plan out this deal, which conference room are we using Manny? The Presidential, it has the most seats plus I already have a box of Cuban Cigars and a bottle of Martel set up for us. Cool that’s what’s up! Just like old times, there’s no better way to plan out a strategic plan then to be smoking on a Cuban and sipping on some Martel. As the guys entered the Presidential you could smell the scent of fresh new carpet, the fibers formed to your feet as you walked across it, you could see the money green color shade from light to dark with every step. A 12 foot Mahogany finished table captivated your attention as it conquered the center of the room. 10 tall Mahogany leather back chairs complemented the gold molding that trimmed the Grey marble walls and the doorway. A Gold and Platinum Chandelier hung over the center of the table right above the trey of Crystal tumblers and Platinum bucket of ice. The five gentlemen pulled out their chairs and took a seat at the table, Looney picked up the bottle of Martel, asked everyone to bless the bottle by tapping it on the bottom before they opened it. Will took a cigar, passed the box to the right, Manny set up 5 glasses with 2 cubes each, Looney cracked open the bottle of Martel and poured everyone a glass. Duck pulled out his lighter, lit his cigar and passed the lighter to the right. Everyone was now ready to make a toast. AC stood at the end of the table and said. Today we take a drink to the next deal and a smoke to its completion. So here’s to always finishing what we start, may this journey be just exciting as the last. Then they all said simultaneously. Death before dishonor!

      Gentlemen have a seat; let’s get this thing under way. I’m sure Manny told you guys that I’m in debt to the Delgato Family, Vinny and Bobby that owns Dolls over on industrial Ave. Hey; you know those are the same cats that owns the Adult Dvd store on Tropicana, plus Angel’s Escorts. Duck are you serious, these guys own all that shit? Yep, my side chic use to work cashier at the DVD joint and her buddy drives for Angels 4 nights a week. This is going to be a big lick guys, it's probably going to take longer than I thought. So what are we going to do then, a smash and grab type mission or strategic? Will, I think the strategic path is going to work best; we can’t leave any loose ends. You remember Dupree over off Boulder? Yeah Looney! You talking about that cat with the 45 right? Yeah that fool. What about him? He runs meth to like 3 of the strip clubs uptown, Dolls is one of them maybe we can talk to him and see what he knows about Vinny and his brother. Hell, they have to know he’s pushing meth in their spot, maybe they are in on it too, who knows. These cats are about money on every angle Looney, they have to know! I will go see him tonight, see what info. I can get. Cool Looney, do that and let us know. So what’s the overall plan brother?

      Will, this is something that we need to take over, first we must determine what businesses they run and infiltrate them. We are definitely going to need Denna and Nina on this job, can’t handle this one as a hit, got to be a straight take over. What we know for sure is that they own Dolls, LV Adult store, Angel’s Escorts and possibly in on the meth trade. As of right now our primary targets are Vinny, Bobby and Sabrina, all of them have my nuts in their hands! Who the fuck is Sabrina? Oh, the damn chick that got me in to this shit in the first place. Where is she? Let’s do her first! Hold up Duck; let’s plan this thing out all the way to the end. I’m safe for now, we just need to know all the players involved first. Looney can you call Dupree now; we can’t really afford to wait on that Intel. Give me a minute, let me find his number. So is the Delgato Family a Vegas outfit, Chicago, New York, what? I’m sure their Vegas, Manny knew of them growing up in Sin city. Then what’s the status Manny? Duck turns to him and ask. Their two gangsta ass wops who made their stripes by mostly pulling hits for the old mafia back in the day. When Vegas went corporate and kick the mob out, they kind of took over the streets and prostitution rackets back then and parlayed that shit into what it is today. So we’re dealing with some real street motherfuckers then! Exactly! These aint no pussies we dealing with! That’s cool, we aint no pussies either bro! Damn right! Death before Dishonor my man, Death before Dishonor, let’s get to business.

      Looney! Did you find the number? Yeah hold on, calling him now. He goes over to the phone by the door and dials the number. Ring-Ring-Ring. Hello, this yo boy! What’s Crackin? What up Pree, this Looney. Oh what’s good fool? Need some info. on some club niggas? Fo sho, who you talkin? Vinny and Bobby over on industrial! Oh them good people, what you need? Looking to see if they are in the game, I got some chica’s over there, wanted them to push some shit for me. Oh bro. that shit want work; hell that’s my connect you dig. Oh my bad pimp, didn’t know. Nah it’s all good homie, you my people, but as far as them cats, they good on that product, new shit every week you dig. Alright Pree, good looking out, see you when I see you pimp. Later cat!

      Yo, my man said those cats in the game too, on top of everything else. Damn! This is going to be the Jackpot move, we have to do this shit right, this is how it's going down. We move in on the club first, that's the starting point. Big Will, you need to be ready in a week or so to stop by the club and ask for a job; we can't let them know we know each other though. Looney you are going to play the new dealer, talk to your boy Pree and get him to put you on. Duck you the point man, going to need your eyes on the outside for the escort service, we have to get the twins in there somehow, all angles of their operation must be covered. I will start gathering Intel. My first night, the next morning I will call you guys and put the next move in action. How long are we going to run this mission AC? I really want to end it in December Duck, but let's see what we're dealing with first brother. Tell me this Coop; is it three marks or two? Definitely 3 but the 2 brothers are the main priority, Sabrina not so fast. Yeah I hear you bruh, that pussy must be good nigga. What! The head is amazing and pussy like Niagara Falls baby, got to keep that for a while yah dig! Man you crazy; just don't get your ass caught up fool, over no skirt! I'm good Looney; never have to worry about that. If you say so brother; if you say so!

      CHAPTER 9, 44TH Floor.

      The Presidential now filled with cigar smoke, empty glasses and ash trays, no longer had its upscale mystique but more of a restaurant feel after a Vegas lunch hour rush. Manny reached for the phone to call the front desk to come handle the mess they had made. Ring-Ring. Hello front desk. Hi Chrissy, this is Manny, could you please send someone to clean this conference room please, it's the Presidential. Okay, will take care of it right now. Thanks Chrissy. No problem sir. Fellas I have to get back to work, what are you guys doing when you leave here? Shit, I'm taking my black ass back upstairs; I have 3 butt naked bitches in my Jacuzzi with some smoke and drink, yah dig! What! Looks like we going with AC. Manny, hold it down bruh. Damn! Coop my nigga, always can count on your ass to have them skirts on point. Whatever Looney, bring some more smoke; I know them chics probably halfway through my stash by now.

      The guys walked out jokingly, laughing amongst each other. Duck for some reason had separated himself from the group; he started walking towards the check in desk in a slow but curious manner. Hey! Duck where the fuck you going man? He ignored the guys and kept going. There standing at the end of the checkout counter was a pretty dark skinned 5'9", petite female, with the Halle Berry cut and Pamela Anderson breast that seemed to pop open the top 2 buttons of her blouse. She wore black heels covered by black business slacks and a Louis Vuitton belt that seem to perfectly help keep her white silk blouse tucked and aligned properly in her slacks. The silver name plate she wore over her left breast read, Megan; Human Resources. Hello Gorgeous, how are you doing today? Why I am fine Sir, thanks for asking. Hi my name is Dubai, but my friends call me Duck, I see you are Megan. Yes that's me. Do you work here Megan? No Duck I don't! I actually work at Caesar’s; I just got off and came over here to speak to my girlfriend. Oh that's nice of you, so what are you doing when you leave here? Going home I guess, it's too damn hot out, to go anywhere. Well, me and my friends are having a party on the 44th floor, you should come. The guys were walking in the middle of the lobby talking about Duck's sneaky ass when he called them over. Hey fellas, come over here, meet my friend Megan. The fellas make their way over to the counter.

      Hey what's up Megan! Hi fellas. Megan this is Will, AC, Looney and Manny. Nice to meet

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