Chapter 003: Drug Money

I shook hands with a real estate agent to complete the deal.

I used the money I had made from my previous jobs to buy some property.

It was not much, but it could work.

I had a plan for this small building of mine.

At first, the man did not want to work with me as I'm only 17 and not above the legal age, but once I showed him the money he decided to take the deal. Money works in magical ways.

I used my connections with Mr. Tudor to get some drugs shipped to me, which was quite easy with him on my side.

Now that that was out of the way, I had to put up a front for this "Business" of mine. I'm gonna make it a fake furniture company. I also paid some renovators to clean this place up a bit and borrowed a tiny bit of money from Mr. Tudor for the furniture to be sent.

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The renovators have finished cleaning up the building, and I have even put up a sign.

'Moreno Furniture' Is what I call it. The furniture has also been sent, and we have already finished placing the furniture inside the building. Everything is going well, the building looks good, the furniture looks high quality, and now all we have to do is wait for the drugs.

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The drugs were shipped and some furniture was sold. I even hired employees for the store and drug business. Everything was working well, and now the last thing we must do..is wait.

In addition, money started to flow slowly but surely. I paid back to Mr. Tudor; the employees are happy, the drugs are being distributed properly, and the money in coming in pretty well.

[You Have $1,234,521 dollars in your account]

I withdraw $35000 and walk away from the ATM.

I would fix my tie and put the money into my wallet.

A smile fades on my face. "This is the sweet smell of money." I Said.

"I didn't plan on running a underground drug business; but whatever works, works."

I would walk over to this car dealer and show him my intermediate license, and tell him what car I wanted, he would give me the paperwork for it. I signed for the 2022 Honda Civic Si, we shook hands, I got in the car and drove off.

I would appear in front of my house, revving the engine. My siblings and mother would hear the car and walk outside to me, standing beside it. "B-Big brother! Is this you're car?" my siblings said. "W-Who's car is this?" My mother said. "Yours," I replied.

"Mine..!?" She would say, Shockingly. "Yes mother, this is your present." I said to her with a smile on my face.

"B-But...where are you getting the money for all of this Ken?" She asked. "Oh, Just a small furniture business I started." I replied. "Furniture business? w-when did you do this?" she said to me "A couple weeks ago."

"Uh..I guess.. However, is this really my car? you didn't steal this did you son?" She asked me. "No, no, I bought it haha." She would look at me and then at the car. She then hugs me tightly and kiss me on the cheek. "Oh, my sweet son." She opened the door to the car and got inside. "It's so..nice.." Her tears began to flow down her cheek.

"Don't cry mom, this is only a small fraction of all the things you have done for us! there's a lot more coming." I said while smiling at my mother. "Okay.." She wiped away her tears.

I would drive to Mr. Tutor's Building. Walking inside, I opened the door to his office.

"Moreno, you're looking good!" He said to me. "Got a job for me?" I asked. "Yeah, I do." He would give me a picture of another person. "they're located at pretty big business called the TFG group, he has a big bounty on his head, so you kill him and thats 500k." He told me. "Deal." I answered.

I opened the spinning door to this tall building. I would sneak past security and head straight to the elevator; I would put on this dark mask, as well as black gloves, adding a silencer attachment to my hand gun.

I'd sneak in his office; silencing my footsteps like last time, I would walk up behind him while he was typing away on his computer.

"Goodbye." I said with a low voice. "..!!!" I would shoot the man three times in the head, killing him. I would pull my phone out and take pictures of his body.

I would bust open the doors to Mr. Tutor's office, "Finished." I said. "Wow, your good kid." He said to me. "Good day." I said while walking out of the door.

I would arrive at home and change my clothes. I'd then lay down on my bed and fall asleep.

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My week went by normally, Lucas and his friends tried to invite me out again, but this time I refused to go; since I was busy dealing with drugs obviously. Money's been coming in fast, I'm taking care of my family, and the furniture store is doing good. Everything's working out well.

I feel like I'm on top of the world, and nothing can stop me, I'm loving my new life. Yeah it may be filled with murder, and drug dealing; but I'm making money am i right?

But, when I kill someone, I feel nothing. I don't know why? but I feel like every time I kill someone, I lose a piece of myself. When I look in the mirror I don't see myself anymore, I see a money obsessed monster.

The path I walk now is long and hard; but I must push forward, and not look back. Nobody will stop me, I shall reach my goal. No, I will reach my goal.

But like I said, everything's going well...

What could possibly go wrong?