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"Where the fuck these niggas sending us too?" Wooski asked as he looked at his surroundings seeing nothing but trees and land.

Not a building or person in sight.

"Whoever we going to see doesn't want to be found that's for sure" Blast said as he looked at his GPS seeing that there was nothing but land the whole way "Turn right here" He told Polo who made that left turning heading straight into the woods.

"Aw hell nigga this how black folks die in movies" Wooski shook his head "Sending us straight to the killers and shit"

"You watch to many damn movies" Polo laughed shaking his head

"And you don't that's why yo ass gonna die and I'm not" Wooski shrugged lighting his blunt

They continued down the road making a few turns until they reached to a mansion like building. They hopped out looking around as they closed the car doors. They walked towards the main door knocking

"This hoe big as fuck" Blast said as he looked at the building.

Before Wooski or Polo could answer they were met with all types of different guns pointing at their heads being held by at least 5 dudes with ski mask.

"Who the fuck are you?" One of the men asked

Before could tell them who they were and who sent them more men came from behind them holding guns to the back of their heads. By now they had over 30 guns all aiming at their heads.

"Dre and Tez sent us" Polo finally spoke

The men who were at the door moved out the way while the ones behind them pushed them in

"Damn nigga chill"Wooski snapped looking behind him

As they entered loud music could be heard coming every direction of the house.

"Watch it" One said cocking the gun back

As they looked around they saw all types of black and Mexican folks chilling around. They were walked all the way to the kitchen where they saw a group of dudes dancing and shit while females watched before joining them.

"These niggas turnt"



"Who the fuck is this" They heard a voice catching their attentions.

"They said Tez and Dre sent them boss" One of the dudes said before Tony appeared smoking his wood



Tony looked at the three of them automatically remembering who they were

"You Nahla's people right?" He asked taking another hit of the wood

"Yeah we her best friends" Wooski said growing impatient

"Put the guns down. They good they family so treat them as such" Tony said as he looked around the room making sure everyone understood what he meant by they are family.

"My bad man" they all said putting their guns down walking away

"Come in take a seat. What brings ya'll out this way" Tony asked as he grabbed the tray of pre rolled woods offering them some. Which they gladly took cause right now they needed all the drugs in their system to keep them calm

"Nahla's been kidnapped and Tez and Dre stuck in Miami with no way to get here until tomorrow" Polo explained and as soon as those words left his mouth the music stopped and all eyes were on them

"Aye clear this bitch out. Every bitch gotta go" Tony yelled and everyone started leaving not wanting to piss him off cause they already knew how that went

"Can I at least get my clothes?" One of the females asked

"Bitch clear the fuck out. You ain't hear my brother? It ain't our fault you wanted to be a hoe. Now you'll just be a naked hoe" Frankie said pushing her out.

Tony grabbed his phone seeing he had a few missed calls from Dre and Tez along with calls from Fat.

He dialed Dre's number calling him back. Within seconds he answered

"About time yo bald head ass call back" Dre said through the phone causing Tony to laugh

"Where the fuck yo ass at? And fuck these little dudes telling me Nahla's kidnapped? Who the fuck kidnapped her?" Tony asked

"We stuck in fucking Miami bruh. And her punk ass boyfriend nigga. Some nigga named Fat called us telling us he used to work for you and shit. He told us that her nigga took him to his trap and shit and sent us a location" Dre said

Tony just nodded gathering all the information he needed because by now he was seeing red.

"I'm sending the jet out to ya'll now. I'll get to work out this way on a plan so we can get her back asap and have some fun along the way." He smirked and Frankie just laughed cause he already knew what his brother was thinking. "Send me the location Fat sent ya'll though"



"Aw shit we about to go on a killing spree"Frankie said getting hype as he grabbed his phone texting the Jet pilot making sure he got to them asap along with texting the people who were downstairs working to come up and bring all their equipment

"Ight cuz we'll see you soon" Dre hanging up just as everyone walked in

"Ya'll got the machine to trace calls?" Tony asked one the tech guys

"Yeah Frankie told me to bring it up" one of the dude's told him as he placed everything on the table "Give me your phone" He told Tony who passed over the phone. He plugged it up typing somethings before the machine was ready

Polo,Wooski and Blast just paid attention to everything that was going on. To them it was interesting cause this was they type of shit they seen on Tv so to actually be living it and dealing with the cartel was crazy to them.

"Shooter" Frankie called out to one of his cousins

"Wassup" He walked over to Frankie

"I need you to gather all the people you can to cover the borders that lead to Mexico and Canada in case this dude think he slick and tries to leave out on land. I need you to get people to every airport. Need motherfuckers working security both inside and outside at every airport in the States. I need every area covered. You know we got them on the money side" Frankie told him as Ace nodded because he knew every worker was going to get paid a nice little amount. "Now this is our cousin Nahla. She's the one who we're looking for. Whoever finds her gets an extra cut" He showed him the picture he had of Nahla "This dude is the kidnapper. I want him alive. Whoever brings him alive to the spot gets extra too. We need to get this shit moving"

Shooter took the phone sending the pictures out to everyone letting them know the plan.

"Don't worry we'll get little cuz back and kill this nigga" Shooter said before turning to look at Polo and them "Who these niggas?" He asked pointing

"Chill that's Nahla's best friends. They cool" Frankie assured him because he knew how trigger happy Shooter was and it was no doubt he would've popped at least one of them.

"Tony we ready for you to make that call" Their cousin Jay told him

Tony nodded grabbing his phone dialing Fat's number.

"Tony" Fat answered sending his location to Jay's machine.

"Where she at Fat" Tony asked

"She's right here" Fat answered passing the phone to Nahla.

"Tony get me out of here" Nahla immediately said as she got the phone

"You good Nahla? You hurt?" Tony asked as he looked over at Jay who told him to keep talking he was tracing the call.

As Jay looked at the screen he started getting confused as the location kept moving to different locations.

"No I'm not hurt. At least yet. Please come get me" Nahla said as she looked around. They had loaded her up to a van so she had no idea where she was or where she was headed. She wanted to fight so bad but couldn't due to the fact she was tied up

"Aye man they on the move" Jay whispered to Tony so no one on the other end could hear

"Nahla are you still at the old place?" he asked her but before she could answer Fat hung up throwing the phone out the window

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Somewhere in the air

"How long we got until we land?" Dre asked Tez who was loading all his guns.

"About another hour" Tez replied not taking his eyes off the gun in front of it.

Loading all the clips to his guns was keeping him calm. He felt himself about to go crazy if he didn't get to Nahla soon.

"We just keep fucking up huh" Dre spoke knocking Tez out his zone

"It seem like it don't it. Shit just always sneaks up on us" Tez shook his head putting his gun down "Who knew it was this fucking hard keeping a girl safe" He added and Dre nodded in agreement.

After another hour in the air they had finally landed.

They wasted no time grabbing their stuff hopping off the jet walking towards the car where Shooter was waiting for them.



"My niggas" Shooter hopped off the car going to dap them up

"You here alone?" Tez asked as they loaded up the car

"Yeah I'm solo today but never lacking" He lifted his shirt making Tez and Dre laugh "Come on though cause Tony's pissed" He shook his head

Before anyone could say anything Tez phone went off with a call from Tony

"Wassup bro?"Tez answered the phone

"Where ya'll at?" Tony asked looking at the screen Jay was showing them

"Just got to O'Hare. We with Shooter. Wassup"

"Meet me at the spot as soon ass possible. Motherfuckers tryna get over on us which means we hitting them where it hurts" Tony said and Tez nodded catching his drift.

"Get the location to all the family members and we on it"

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