Page 8 of Heart Of A Goon II

Something happened.

“This shit is payback for what happened at Jerk and Lime?”

Corleon looked up from his phone. “Nah… this shit wasn’t some bullshit crip and blood beef.”

“I get anxious when shit don’t make sense, Bruster.”

“Take me to my crib,” Corleon said, and before I could ask where his ass lived, the GPS routed for me. I switched lanes and headed towards the location it was giving me.

Everyone split up. Capone and Cappadonna went to make sure their wives got to their destination safely and were going to meet us at Core’s house after.

Soon as we turned down the street with thick ass greenery on both sides, the GPS disappeared.

“Keep driving,” Corleon said.

Listening to his ass, I continued to drive through the greenery until it opened up to black iron gates. I stopped where a call box should have been. Core hit something on his phone and the gates opened up. I drove up toward the house, amazed that this nigga lived here. Shit was amazing to witness.

I never took seeing my niggas win for granted. Every time I went to visit Capone and Cappadonna and came through those gates, it almost brought tears to my eyes. The shit was amazing to be driving through this neighborhood that was filled with their family. As someone big on family, the shit was impressive to me.

We arrived at the front of the house, where he exited the whip, lifted the seat and assisted Inez, as she climbed from the back. She looked at the house and then back at him amazed that he owned this.

“Look at me. I’m only saying this because everybody thinking the shit… you need to get refreshed. When you enter the house, the room down the hall to the right is the spare bedroom. I have workout clothes in the closet and things in the bathroom to wash up. Take a shower and get refreshed, okay?”

This was the first time shame had entered my cousin’s face. She never felt shame each time we had to pull some random nigga from her body while being fucked, or when me and Khaos were forced to see her naked and exposed.

She never felt ashamed.

In this moment, as she looked from Core, I could tell she was embarrassed. As we entered the house, he directed Inez to the spare room and then came back toward the foyer.

“Appreciate that, Core.”

He dapped me up. “Don’t even mention it. It means nothing when it comes from someone familiar. I’ve been there and done that.”

He and Menace shared a look with each other. “We’re well versed in junkies, Gordon.”

“What the fuck, Menace?”

Corleon squeezed my shoulder. “Ignore his ass. Just know we’re familiar.”

We headed down the opposite hall towards the basement. From the stairs, you could see his backyard with the pool. Core put in a code and opened the doors. I stepped out the room, then inside, and looked back at the door.

“How in the fuck?”

Menace was used to it because he went and took a seat near the computers.

“Yeah, I usually get that same reaction.”

It was known that Corleon was a tech genius and was into hacking. Everyone knew the shit, but seeing this was different. This nigga had the world on surveillance and could see everything with just a few strokes of a key.

Menace leaned forward and typed a few things, and we saw the inside of the Rezvani with Stevie and Dennis inside.

Zoya was sitting in the back while Stevie and Dennis were in the seats in front of her. She and Stevie were talking, but we couldn’t hear them until Menace pressed a button.

“Love you, Wonder.”

I half expected her to be spooked that her man’s voice was coming through the speakers, and he was nowhere near her. “Love you more, Mavie… be safe for me, okay?”

“K, Boo.”