May 22, 2021
His Claim [Read Only]
The personal attack on Quincy wasn't uncommon, but he knew that with Gizelle on his side things could get worse. He wasn't going to call in the favor that he did, but it was the chess piece he needed to make. "Is it done?" He spoke on the phone.
"Yeah, your men are already clearing up the block and giving the niggas a chance to make their decision."
"The body?"
"Buried under some cement."
"Good, the money will be in the offshore account in two minutes. When should we expect you?"
"I have to tie up some loose ends, and then I'll be there."
"Aiightt son." He hung up the phone, and lit his cigar. Quincy could taste his rise coming.