Chapter 25

 

Derrick

Derrick Mason sat in the passenger seat of the Benz and stared out the window with a grin on his face. He was happy to be a free man again, and with Eric taking care of the Chico situation, he knew it wouldn’t be long until he was on top again. Today Derrick was meeting his gun supplier out in the middle of nowhere he needed a lot of guns especially if he was going to war. As the Benz slowed to a stop, Derrick saw his gun connect standing, leaning up against the hood of his van. Derrick stepped out of the Benz with a smile on his face dressed in an expensive suit. “Hey Henry, it’s good to see you again,” he said as the two men shook hands.

“You’re twenty minutes late. I was just about to leave,” Henry said with an attitude. He was anxious to unload all of the guns he had in the back of his van. Henry liked doing business with Derrick he just wished that he’d show up on time, but the money he made, made it all worth it.

“Got caught in traffic,” Derrick lied. “For as much money as I pay you, you sure do a lot of complaining.”

Henry walked around to the other side of the van and slid the side door open. “Here are your guns, let me get my money so I can be going.” He liked Derrick but he didn’t like being a sitting duck especially when he was riding dirty.

“Why you in such a rush?” Derrick asked looking Henry up and down.

“Not trying to be sitting around here with a vehicle full of guns out in the open,” Henry spat.

Derrick’s driver walked back to the Benz then returned carrying a briefcase. “Here’s your money,” Derrick handed the briefcase over to Henry. “Now help my driver load these guns into my trunk.”

“All these guns not going to fit in that trunk,” Henry said.

“Hush, my son is coming with a second car. He should be here any minute,” Derrick said as he slid a cigar in between his lips and lit it up. He blew out a ring of smoke when he looked up and saw two cars headed in his direction from a distance.

The two cars pulled up side by side and just stood there for a while. Seconds later, Mike hopped out with his gun drawn. “Freeze!” He yelled. “You’re under arrest!” All four doors on the second car swung open and four detective’s hopped out with their weapons drawn. Seconds later, a helicopter hovered over the vehicles.

“On the ground now!” Mike yelled. Out the corner of his eye, he saw Derrick’s driver reaching inside his suit jacket without thinking twice, Mike quickly put him down with three shots to the chest. “Get on the ground now or else you’re next!” Mike warned with his gun trained on Derrick. He hoped and prayed that Derrick made a wrong move so he could have a reason to put a bullet in Derrick’s ass.

Derrick slowly dropped down to his knees and placed his hands on his head. “You making a big mistake,” Derrick growled. “I think you may want to rethink this,” he could tell that Mike was moving off of emotion and really didn’t think this out.

“You mad?” Mike whispered in Derrick’s ear as he slipped the cuffs on his wrist. He growled as he roughly pulled Derrick up to his feet and slammed him against the car. Mike smiled as he gave Derrick a hard gut punch that forced him to double over in pain then forced Derrick to look him in the eyes. “I told you I wanted out but you wouldn’t listen!”

Derrick looked, Mike in the eyes. “You just killed yourself you idiot. You’re forgetting that I know all your secrets,”

Mike roughly shoved, Derrick in the back of the unmarked car. “This ain’t business this is personal motherfucker!” Mike growled then slammed the door shut.

 

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