I was freaked out by this shit, seeing this nigga lay there on his back, eyes still open, but he was dead. Not only was I freaked out by that, but my mind went left, wondering what could have happened if Riot didn’t get out here when she did. The way his ass was choking me, I didn’t know if I was going to be able to get my car door open, go inside, and grab my gun.
I went for the garage, keying in the code that was on the panel. I didn’t have one of those garages that made a lot of noise when it opened, so it quietly opened, and I rushed back over to his body. Leo was probably a good 195 pounds.
Riot was small, but she was strong, so she was able to pick him up by his arms, while I grabbed his legs, and we walked him over to the garage, putting him down on his back. Once he was down, I rushed back out to the driveway, grabbing my purse, duffle bag, and phone that were all knocked out of my hands.
I went back inside the garage, and once I was in, Riot closed the garage from the inside.
“Go grab a sheet, so that I can cover him,” she ordered, dishing out demands like this was the kind of life that she was so used to.
I quickly scurried away, and I walked into the house, jogging up the stairs because I needed to search inside the linen closet to grab some sheets. Before doing that, I checked Riot’s room, where I spotted Amir, and he was resting peacefully.
I left him there, closed the door, and I grabbed the sheets, and jogged back downstairs. I made it back into the garage, where Riot was already on the phone, speaking in code, letting Dolo know that she needed him to send someone over so that they could clean up this body. While she was talking to him, she had the phone cradled between her ear and shoulder so that she could take the sheets from me. She expanded them, and placed them over Leo’s body, covering him.
“Okay. Yeah I’ll text the address to you right now,” she finished up the conversation, and then hung up the phone.
I was still in shock, so I went over to the wall, dragged my body down, and sat on my ass, extending my legs, keeping them placed in front of me.
“Who the fuck is this?” she asked, walking over to me, standing right in front of me.
“He comes to the club. I’ve known him for about two years now. I’m shocked because I didn’t think that he would pull some shit off like this. This man said that he’s known where I’ve stayed for a long time. That shit is freaking me out, Riot,” I confessed.
“As it should. Then, you got the nerve to leave the gun in the car. You cannot do shit like that, Ari. All it takes is a second. You’re one of the hottest bottle girls in Miami right now. Niggas and bitches know that you’re out here making money. You can’t get caught slipping like that. Now a bitch going to have fears about moving in with Dolo because now I gotta be worried about you doing some dumb ass shit like that again,” she snapped, angry that I’d gotten out of the car without my gun.
Granted, I was upset with myself too, but I think that I was still in too much shock right now about what happened to really feel the anger.
Riot came over, and she sat down on the floor next to me. She threw her head against the wall, and she sighed.
“Who’s about to come over here?” I asked her.
“A cleanup crew. Dolo is coming too. You so busy signing me up for a gun class, that you should have been signing your damn self up. Uzi would have taught you on the first day not to get out the car without your shit on you,” she joked.
I didn’t even have a response for that, so I just leaned my back against the wall like she was doing, folded my arms in my lap, still shocked at this.
“Ari, relax. It’s cool. It’s handled. I know you, so I know that you’re about to get in your head about it. You just can’t get caught slipping like that again. Not when you got Amir that you have to be here for. Hell, not when you got me, either. I’ll probably die if something were to happen to you,” she said, and I found myself smiling because I knew she was telling the truth.
I knew that Riot loved me just as much as I loved her. That’s why it was breaking my heart the way that it was that she was moving out.
“That’s how I feel with you moving out. I feel like I’m dying,” I told her, and she laughed.
“Ari, please. I told Dolo that when he gets on my nerves, that I’m going to come back over here, and spend the night,” she said, and I just shook my head at that because I could picture her saying that to him.
We sat in silence for the rest of the time that we were out here. I was talking to God during this silent time, thanking Him for allowing Riot to be here while this was going on.
Knowing that she was getting ready to move out, I really had to move smarter, and with caution. I know that I was constantly saying that I wasn’t ready to put up my club shoes, but this situation really put a lot into perspective for me. I knew that I was going to go to sleep tonight, wondering if my time in the club was coming to an end.
I had a son that I had to live for, and I didn’t want situations like this to be something that continues to happen.
Chapter 19
Dominique ‘Dolo’ Shaw
“Look at your boy. You saw this shit?” Duke asked me, walking over to me, as I was in the back room at one of the trap houses, counting up.
We were able to successfully sell the product that we’d stolen from dem 9 boyz to another organization. We made a pretty penny off that shit too. The plan was to use 50% of the money to go into another re-up, and with the rest that was left over, I split it with the niggas that came along with me to handle that job. With my half, I was going to invest it. I heard Riot loud and clear the other night when she told me her thoughts on the private security company. That sounded like a money maker to me.
With all the hot spots that we had in Miami, I knew that these businesses needed security, and that’s where I wanted my men to come in at. I needed someone like Riot in my corner because if it wasn’t for her, I know that I wouldn’t have even come up with that. I probably would have done some shit that every other nigga in Miami has already done, like a strip club, or hopping into real estate because that was another popular business venture too.
What’s that?” I asked Duke, looking up from the money that was in front of me, so that I could see what he was showing me.