TANK
"Brother, we are going to need-"
"Got this." I looked over at Raid as he held up a small ass camera to me.
"Where?"
"Neighbors roof. Fucker is 89 and senile. Barely knows how to work the wifi on his phone. I asked him if he set it up... it looks right into the kitchen." He told me and I nodded before taking it from him and smirking. Fucker didn't have people watching her, he was a little piece of s**t that was scared to even get close to her by proxy.
I made my way to the back of the club where Whiz was icing his jaw from last night and he grunted when he saw me.
“You need to be in charge…” I told him seriously and he tossed the ice onto the table beside him and sat forward. “Just until this s**t with Dark is settled because if it’s up to me everything else we got going on will
