"On your go Boss."

Knowledge took the lead breaking into Eddie and Amero's house through the door.

"Go!"

Moe darted off with his gun automatically pointed forward, clearing the kitchen and living room while Knowledge cleared the front of the house.

"They gotta be downstairs." Moe suggested. "I'll go first "

They could hear music and laughter coming from the basement.

Knowledge stood against the wall and peaked out to see who all was there.
He saw Eddie and Amero sitting on the couch smoking blunts and throwing money while two escort strippers danced for their entertainment.

"Get the fuck on the ground now!"
Knowledge ran into the room and threw the two stripper bitches on the ground while Moe kept Eddie and Amero in check. "Keep a eye on them." He told Moe.

Then He switched spots with Moe so he could talk to the bastards.

"Well got damn." He laughed.  "Bet you niggas didn't think you would see me huh?"

"Look homez this is all just a big misunderstanding amigo." Said Eddie, throwing up his hands in surrendence.

"Misunderstandi-, You think I give a FUCK about that right now! You niggas fucked up, not me."

"We didn't do anything man!" Amero pleaded.

"Bullshit!" Moe shouted. "I watched y'all niggas run up in his shit with Malik and take everything. You know who the fuck we are!"

As Moe interrogated them, one of the naked strippers lunged at Knowledge and grabbed the gun he had on his waist.

"Bitch!"
He wrestled with her as she tried to steady her hand on the trigger.

"Get his ass!" The other stripper yelled. Then she jumped up to help her friend.
But Knowledge was no rookie to this type of situation. As she came towards him, he kicked her in the stomach and sent her flying back into the wall.

He managed to get control of the first girl who was still trying her hardest to unarm him. He snatched the gun back and punched her in the face.

"Tie them up!"

Moe quickly went around looking for something sturdy to use while Knowledge kept a eye on the four of them.

"Found something boss." Moe came out of the bedroom with some thin strings that was lying in the closet. "This looks like the same string they brought to trap 2. How much you wanna bet, they were planning to hit trap 1 and 3."

"You know what, I think you're right Moe. We should just kill these mother fuckas right now." He aimed the gun at Eddie's head.

"Wait wait wait! Just hear me out," Eddie pleaded. "If it wasn't for your back stabbing friend, we wouldn't have been involved in this. It was him who put us up to it. We didn't know what we were getting into."

Knowledge laughed.  "Again, do you think I give a fuck about that! You didnt know what you were getting yourself into but you still did it. It ain't a soul in this city that don't know who I am so don't fucking play with me!"

Once Moe was finished tying the strippers up, he stood next to Knowledge and aimed his gun at Amero.

"Where's my money?"

Eddie and Amero looked at each other like they were waiting for the other to speak.

"Nobody wants to talk huh?"
Knowledge got closer with the gun.
"Where is my money!" He asked Amero specifically. But Amero refused to talk.
"Oh you a tough guy right? Ok."
He turned his gun to Eddie and shot.

"SON OF A BITCH!" Eddie screamed.

"You wanna talk now?"

As he talked to Amero, Moe noticed a shadow moving out of the corner of his eye. The darkskinned stripper was scooting back towards the back door in an attempt to escape.

"Why you wanna make shit difficult?" Moe asked her.

"Fuck you!" She spat

Knowledge turned around. "Watch them Moe." He walked over to the stripper and kneeled down to her.
"What's your name sweetheart?" He asked the darkskinned one.

"Y-Yonna." She never took her eyes off his gun.

"Nice to meet you." He stood up, pointed the gun to her head and shot!

The other stripper shrieked so loud that it hurts his ears.

"Damn bitch, you gonna pay for my hearing aid?" Knowledge yelled at her.
"You know What, let's just take care of this all together."
He raised the gun again and shot the second girl in the head!

"Now that that's taken care of..." He took Moe's place and stood in front of Eddie and Amero again.  "Where is my money?"

"Please! I beg you amigo." Eddie pleaded.

Knowledge chuckled and looked at Moe. "These niggas must think I'm sweet out here or something. Obviously I've been gone too long and y'all must've forgot who the fuck I am! I'm tired of talking."

He threw up two fingers as a signal to Moe to take action. With his gun already aimed at Eddie, Moe let off 6 hot ones into his chest, head and stomach!

Clearly shaken by Eddie being shot up next to him, Amero curled up in a ball on the couch.

"I won't ask you again." He told Amero.

"It-its in the closet." Amero pointed to the back room.

Moe ran off to collect the money. He took the bag from the trash can in the bathroom and used it to hold the money.

"Looks like everything is accounted for boss." He confirmed.

Knowledge smiled at Amero.
"Nice doing business with you "amigo""
Then he lit Amero up with 10 bullets!

"Ready to go?" Moe asked him.

"Hol' up."
He took out his phone and called Que and Rell to get a update. They confirmed that they got the money.
"Now we can go."



⚫



Back at trap 2, lil Dre was keeping everything under control. He watched Malik quiver and turn blue from the amount of blood loss. All he could do was shake his head. In his eyes, Malik was the dumbest nigga in the city. Everyone knew about Knowledge. Even with him being gone for a few years, his name still rung bells for being just like his father. All the advice Knowledge ever gave him was running through his head. He had to get off the streets. Which brought him to a very important question that he just had to ask Knowledge tonight.

Que and Rell got back to trap 2 first. Soon after, Knowledge and Moe were walking in. Rell sat the bag of money on the floor next to the table that Malik sat at. Moe took the bag of money and the money counter and sat it on the table.

"Glad to see you're still alive." Knowledge walked up to Malik and pats him on the back. "Now, I'm going to count this money. If I'm missing anything.... I don't give a fuck if it's one dollar off, I'll chop you into pieces!"

Malik was even more nervous now. It was already bad enough that he was bleeding all over himself but now he was threatened with more torture.

Everybody watched as the money counter did it's thing.

"You better hope it says $22,000." Knowledge threatened.

Everyone grew increasingly nervous as the numbers on the money counter read $21,570 and counting. Yet, nobody knew what to expect.

Knowledge sat on the corner of the table watching Malik instead of the money counter. When he heard it stop, he stood up and turned around.

"$22,000. You lucky mother fucka'!"
He tapped Malik on the back again.
"I still don't understand why, out of all people, you wanted to do me like this."

"Boss, I never wanted to-"

"I've heard enough."
Without warning, Knowledge grabbed the axe and drove it into Malik neck, leaving a huge open gap. His blood squirts out wildly all over Knowledge, the table and a few of the workers who were standing behind Knowledge.
His head, almost detached from his body, was barely hanging on and swinging back and forth.

The workers cringed at the sight of his neck completely opened! If they forgot who Knowledge was while he was gone, this was something to remember him by.

"Any body who volunteers to help with the clean up gets a extra bonus with their pay this week." Said Knowledge.

Five people stepped forward to help.
While they took care of that, lil Dre followed him to the bathroom as he cleaned the blood off his hands.

"Hey Kai, can I talk to you?"

Knowledge dried his hands. "What's good Dre?"

"I need to stay with you. You're right I can't be out on the streets too much longer. I don't want to be like them."

"You know you welcome at my house anytime."

Dre rushed into Knowledge and hugged him tightly. To him, Knowledge was like the big brother he never had.

"Give me a minute. I gotta handle something." Knowledge told him. "Take the keys and go sit in the car."

Dre took off. Knowledge called Moe into the office.

"We shouldn't be having these problems like this one no more but who knows how many people was with this shit. I don't trust ANYBODY  right now so I need you to keep a extra eye or two out for any suspicious shit going on. Even if you have to do double duty. I'll pay you extra for that."

"Thank you boss."

"Nah thank you."
They dapped up and Moe went back to what he was doing.

Knowledge didn't even look twice at Malik's dead and dismembered body as he walked out the door. He was just glad that the traitors were out the way.

He jumped into his car with Dre riding passenger and headed home.

When he got home, he saw a dark blue Nissan parked on the side of his house.

"Who the fuck is this?" He thought

He made Dre walk behind him as they entered the house.

"Where's the pistol I gave you?"

"Right here." Dre responded.

When he looked back, he saw that Dre already had the pistol out and pointed forward.

They advanced towards the steps, creeping slowly to avoid detection.
The further they got down the hallway, the more noise they could hear. And it sounded like it was coming from Stacy's room.

"I want you to go to your room and lock the door." He told Dre.

"What about you?"

"I'll be fine just go."

Dre ran to the room Knowledge designated just for him and locked the door.

Once Dre was out of harms way, he put his focus on the room in front of him.
With his gun drawn, he busted through the door ready to kill whoever it was!

"Damn! Can a bitch get some privacy?"
Stacy yelled.

"Oh shit my bad."

He stood there and looked at her. She had just come out the shower; her body still partially wet. She was dressed in a Victoria Secret sports bra and leggings.
Her pussy print stuck out like a camel toe and her hair was still in tact.

All he could do was lick his lips at her sexy ass. He had a few flashbacks from when he had her ass naked, bouncing on his dick and calling him daddy. It was something he missed but her companionship was what he missed the most.

"The hell are you doing here?" He asked her.

"I came to get some of my shit. Problem? And why you worried about me, where your lil hoe Diamond at?"

"First of all she's not my "lil hoe" so I'm not worried about her. Second, I already told you the truth about that bitch. She's dead to me."

"Well consider me dead to you too."

He approached her slowly as she stuffed more clothes into her bag.

"C'mon Stace why you acting like that? She drugged me."

"I understand all that Kai but you came at me wrong about the price on my head. I would never fucking lie about something like that! My father lied to me too ok. He told me he was tryna get out the game and he came up on some money from a big deal and that's how we moved. But instead of you coming to me to get answers, you disrespected me after I already thought you cheated so I don't know what makes you think things will be all peaches and cream."

"I got peaches and cream in the fridge downstairs. We can make everything peaches and cream if you want." He smiled.

He grabbed her arm but she snatched it away.

"Move out my way, Amber is waiting for me in the car." She tried to walk past him but he blocked her path. "Move Kai!"

"Look, I get that you're mad at me,"  he starts to walk in her direction, causing her to back up until her back touched the wall.  "But I can't live too much longer without you."

"Well I'm sorry. That's something you'll just have to do."  She refused to look up at him.

"I won't do it. I miss you. I need you. And you can't tell me you don't feel the same."

"I do miss you Kai but my heart needs time to figure out what it wants."

"Well can you at least look at me."

Slowly, Stacy lifts her eyes to meet his gaze. She felt like breaking down, crying and collapsing into his arms but then she would look weak.

He stared into her eyes for a moment and then leaned in to kiss her.

She found herself kissing him back. Not aggressively but.... emotionally.... slowly. His lips were just as soft as she remembered. He took his time pulling her bottom lip into his mouth to have a sweet taste.

She lost her balance at one point, stumbling over to the right. But he caught her by the waist and held her at the same time he continued to connect with her tongue. He could feel her body giving in.

He knew her so well.

And just when it seemed like he would get her back, he felt a hand pressed against his chest as she pushed him away.

"I can't Kai. I-i just need some time."

He sighed. "Can you at least spend the night?"

"I'm afraid I can't. I promised Amber I would watch Lilly tonight. Plus I think it's best that I don't. It'll just confuse things for me even more."

She stepped away from him to finish packing her things. He watched her throw the bag on her shoulder and head out the door. But not without looking back at him one last time.