Chapter 32 Empire 2

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"Naw I tried to be cool about it since it's a happy day and all but who the fuck is that?" I suddenly said in the middle of my speech catching everyone off guard as I abruptly stood up. The guy I was addressing abruptly dropped the nonchalant grin on his face. 

He had been on his phone for the past few moments throughout my speech which Is not the reason I'm pissed. Definitely not, it's not like I've been practising this shit for the past day or anything. All that was ruined by a rando who is not even supposed to be here. It's not easy talking about your future vision with a group of people who depend on you for their paychecks. 

If I go broke they all do, so it hits a little differently when trying to convince them that you're in control. One thing you learn in the streets is that you gotta have a vision if you want people to follow you. If you let em know just how nervous you are the wolves will turn on you. 

Following my action, Dragon and Tommy jumped up with me staring at the guy at the end of the table. Tore on the other hand remained in his seat but his calm demeanour abruptly changed. I noticed this slight change through Rex's enhanced senses but didn't mind it. 

"Boy YK me JT from the block," The guy I was looking at answered me with a nonchalant tone as he waved me off as if I was the crazy one. His words made me question if I really knew this kid from the block, but the longer I thought about it the surer I was. I don't know this nigga and from Tommy's confused look, he don't know him neither. 

Now I was sure that something didn't add up here If even my boy from the sandbox didn't know him. That made me think if this guy ain't from my block who is this guy anyway? "Naw cuh I don't know you," I told him with a look of confusion after being sure that I didn't know this guy. 

Sending a questioning look at Tommy just to be sure I didn't block out some of my memories. After all, I was quite angry back in the day and in those days it was just red. Moving on autopilot was the norm whenever something set me off. If not for Alex I would have spiralled further off into a truly dark place. 

"You know him, T?" I asked him just to be sure I wasn't tripping and maybe a man like JT is well known. "Naw D I don't know this cat," He told me as his glare on the guy became more intense seemingly realising I didn't hire the guy. 

"C'mon don't be like that we all family here," Jt told us also getting up from his chair finally realising the tension in the room. His words on the other hand confirmed my thoughts on this guy's mental state.

"I don't know you cuh, who's man's is this anyways?" I responded with a frown looking around the table to see who brought him. I got my answer in the form of Jevonte who was now sweating buckets. 

"Clam down D he my dumb ass cousin from my aunty's second husband's marriage," Jevonte quickly told me as my gaze on him intensified. The guy for some reason thought it was a good idea to bring his cousin with him to live here. 

I didn't want to recruit him in the first place but T made a point that we used to run with him back in the day. Now this guy decided to bring this rando over to the crib I got for the guys. "Aight that makes sense," Tommy said with a nonchalant tone causing my thought process to come to a halt. 

"Naw fuck all that, why is he here tho," KID commented with a frown seemingly understanding why I was mad. Tension quickly spread in the room as everyone's eyes darted between Jevonte and JT at the end of the table. I could feel the atmosphere thickening with every passing second, as they expectantly waited for me to make my move. 

If I were to back down it would send a message to the rest that they could easily take advantage of me. That wouldn't bode well for me as it would and what I'm trying to build. If I wanted a group of people doing whatever they wanted I would have I could have joined one of the hundreds of labels blowing up my DM's. 

Jevonte, stuttering a bit, tried to explain further, his voice barely above a whisper. "He's... he's just been through some tough times, D. Figured he could crash here for a bit, you know, get back on his feet. Didn't mean to cause no trouble he's family after all," He finished saying completely forgetting the fact he had just told me that JT wasn't even his aunties kid.

I glanced around, my eyes finally settling on JT who now seemed to realize the gravity of the situation he was in. "Look man, I just needed a place to lay low for a while, I don't get why you're mad cuh," he said in a defensive tone trying his best to lessen the tension and make it seem like an ok thing. 

Upon hearing his words the feeling of rage that I had been doing my best to keep a lid on started to bubble up. The room remained tense, the silence only broken by the low hum of the city outside. "Naw bro you gotta go, I don't know you well enough to be helping you." I crisply told him having decided to get rid of this guy as soon as possible.

First of all, I don't owe this guy anything and something about this whole situation seems like a lot of trouble. I haven't forgotten that I've got 50 bands on my head and having an unstable factor around me doesn't sit well with me. [Yeah this guy is too unstable] Rex said confirming my apprehension over this guy being here. 

"Lil bro I ain't leaving you gots to help me," He said with a more crazed look, realising that I had no intention of letting him stay here. He left his spot and started walking towards me but reaching into his channel side bag. However, before he could pull out his hand to reveal whatever was in it he was taken down by Dragon.

The man played no games grabbing the guy's arms as he swept his legs and slammed his head on the table. His face slammed into the open Salami pizza that we were going to eat. D wasn't done though as he proceeded to pull off the cross bag of his neck as he released him. 

Tore on the other side of the table pulled out his own strap a black Heckler & Koch mark 23. The only reason I know this is because I have some experience with that particular gun. Looking beyond him Clips the man from the UK also had a Glock out ready to blast. This surprised me since it's not easy to get a gun when you visit a new country, but it looks like my videographer is a man of many talents. 

Drago checked JT's bag pulling out a black G43, pulling out the clip and emptying the chamber there were 4 bullets in total. "This has been fired recently," he stated after sniffing at the muzzle reminding me of Deadpool. His words caused all my senses to heighten instantly as the most likely conclusion appeared in my head. 

This guy had most likely fired a shot at someone or might have even killed them. This is why he is trying to lay low in the upper side of LA where his opps wouldn't look for him. Not that I care who he took a shot at but I don't want to get dragged into any mess. Not right now and certainly not ever again will I be involved in someone else's mess.

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To Be Continued...