Dope Boys and the Women that Love 'Em Read Online Free

what’s going on in the streets of Augusta better than we can. She has a guaranteed connect who is gonna always take care of her, which in turn means that you’re gonna always be taken care of as well.”
    Malcolm thought about it for a moment. “I guess,” he said. “But I tried to put you down with her before you even started doing your own thang. At first you were working at SRP and didn’t wanna get in the game back when I started.”
    “For what, man?” Russell questioned. “I was making a legit living for at least four years bringing home good money. It was only when I got permanently laid off that I realized I had to do something to continue the comfortable lifestyle my wife and I were living.”
    “And even then I asked you to get in with me.” Malcolm reminded him.
    “Yeah, but bro we’d already discussed back in our middle school days of watching Scarface that if we ever got in the drug game we would never mix business. Most friendships don’t last when doing drug transactions like that together.”
    Malcolm nodded, agreeing. “I know man,” he said always remembering their pact. “But I just wanted to see you keep up your fly boy status.”
    Russell smugly chuckled. “That wasn’t an option, bro. But not long after, I found my own connect anyway.”
    “One that worked ou t for six years,” Malcolm added. “And to think about it, Lance hooked that up from a guy that he met while serving time in the county.”
    “He did that,” Russell admitted knowing that Lance wasn’t always the most trustworthy nigga in the world, but he would look out for him if he needed him.
    “I ain’t gonna lie though, no matter what y’all go through that nigga is gonna always have your back. He wouldn’t hook you up with someone who wasn’t legit.”
    Russell nodded. “You’re right,” he said then glimpsed down at his vibrating phone. “Speaking of the devil.”
    “That’s him?” Malcolm asked.
    “Yeah he d on’ called me a few times already.”
    “Why don’t you answer it? You know he’s probably worried.”
    “You’re right .” Russell agreed and answered his phone. “What up Bro.”
    “ Aye der’ kid. Where are you at man? A nigga been a lil worried about ya.” Lance said as a feeling of relief came over him to hear his brother’s voice and know that he was well.
    “I’m about forty-five minutes away,” Russell said. “But we’re okay.”
    “Cool, cool,” Lance said. “Glad to hear that.”
    “You didn’t get my message?” Russell questioned.
    “Yeah, I got it, but something just didn’t feel right. I mean, you weren’t answering when I called. I know mama said that she had spoken to you, but all I got was a text message. You had me sweating a lil bit bro.”
    Russell smiled, because he knew his brother was being sincere. “Sorry ‘bout that man. I shoulda answered.”
    “Well don’t worry about it now since I know that you’re alright, but I need to see you when you touchdown. Like ASAP,” he said feeling the heat from the unpaid bills to it being his old lady’s birthday.
    “Meet me at my house in an hour. I should be home by then.” Russell said.
    “Cool, cool,” Lance responded . “I’ll see you then.”
    “A’ight,” Russell responded and ended the call. He looked over at Malcolm and regretfully shook his head. “He’s ready for me to put him back on the streets, but I can’t even do it right now.”
    Malcolm raised a concern eyebrow . “Maybe things happen for a reason. I mean, are you even sure that you could trust him with that shit and he not fall prey to it again?”
    Russell thought about it. “I’m not gonna say what he won’t do, but he’s looking good. He got his weight up and he’s been clean for over two years.”
    “That’s true,” Malcolm chimed in.
    “I even tried him when he first got out and asked him if he wanted me to put him on and he turned me down. Apparently, the winning streaks from gambling had him on a different