Chapter 404

"Of course not," he replied as he walked behind me.

We both walked out of the storage room and went back downstairs to the living room,

A couple of minutes later, Joel walked into the living room,

"Hey, any updates on what I told you to do?" I asked.

"Yeah, I went to see him, I think Black Mamba is a little bit shook," he answered as he sat down on the couch.

"Was he scared?" I asked.

"Yeah, he doesn't want to do time," Joel answered.

Fuck, and I didn't even know how many years, Black Mamba is going to get, maybe I should get him another lawyer, I thought.

"Okay, I think I will look for another lawyer to take up Black Mamba's case," I said as I turned to look at Gustavo.

"Yeah do that," Gustavo replied.

NIGHTTIME:

"Here you go babe, all the flour you asked for," Cassandra said as she handed over a bag of flour to me.

"Thanks, babe," I as I leaned towards her and kissed her.

Cassandra and I were standing in the kitchen, the kids had already gone to bed, it was about 11 pm, 

"So babe, in case Gustavo calls you tomorrow, just remember what I told you, he delivers flour to you," I stated.

"Got it," she replied.

I carried the bag of flour on my shoulder and walked out of the kitchen, I walked out of the house and scuttled over to where I parked my car, I kept the bag of flour in my car boot, I started my car engine and drove off, a couple of minutes later, I arrived at the trap house, I parked my car in front of the house and came down, I walked over to my cat boot, I opened it and brought out the bag of flour, I carried it and walked towards the front door, I brought out my key and opened the door, I walked into the house, 

"Gustavo!" I yelled.

I walked into the living room, I dropped the flour in the middle of the room, Gustavo walked into the living room,

"Yo," he said as he walked towards the bag of flour.

"So, you understand everything we are going to do tomorrow?" I asked staring at him, 

"Yeah," he muttered.

"The inside man doing this to us, won't know what hit him," Gustavo added.

"Yeah, I am hopeful that we are going to catch the person behind everything that has been happening to us, here in the trap house," I stated.

"Me too," Gustavo replied.

"And also make sure you preload the bag of flour in your car so that the person behind all this won't know that it is not coke," I explained.

"Okay, I got you," he replied

"Alright men, I am leaving I need to go get some rest," I stated as I stood up from the couch.

"Good night homie," Gustavo said.

I walked out of the room, I went over to my