" luck ran out, they hoped i'd be gone, stiff, and rotten
y'all just pissed on me, shit on me, shit on my grave
talk about me, laugh behind my back, but in my face
y'all some well wishers, friendly acting,
envy hiding snakes
with your hands out for my money,
man how much can I take?".

"jey... what are you doing here?!" iman wondered as he was standing in the doorway. she couldn't believe it. she honestly thought that she was never gonna see jey again after all that happened, but here he was at the door.

"I need to talk to roman" he said.

".... now you know that can't happen" iman sighed. "if he sees you he's gonna flip and I don't want that to happen for the sake of the both of you".

"no iman I really need to talk to him, it's serious. it's about the cartel shit and he needs to know what's been happening behind his back" jey told her, and just off the look in his face and the fact that he would even come over here, she knew it really was serious.

"okay" she said. "roman!".

"what?!" he called out from the room.

"someone's here to speak to you!" she told him.

"who?!" he wondered.

"just come out and see!" she said again.

iman let jey into the house and into the living room. as he was walking in, he realized that she had a little bump and he widened his eyes at it.

"you're pregnant?" he asked her.

"yeah, almost fourteen weeks" iman grinned.

"oh, congratulations" he said. "honestly I had a feeling it was gonna come soon".

"well, you know your cousin" iman chuckled.

"what the fuck is he doing here?!" roman exclaimed. he was now in the living room and because he saw jey in his house, his whole demeanor changed. he became tense and he had an urge to rage.

"roman please...." iman sighed. god the last thing she wanted was for this to happen and here we go.

"no cause why in the hell did you even let him in my fucking house?! WHY?!" he yelled again.

"roman I only came over here because I have to tell you something serious, some shit is happening behind your back and you need to know" jey told him.

"funny coming from the main one that did shit behind my back" roman scoffed. "fuck off".

"roman he's being serious stop being so fucking stubborn and just let him explain himself!" iman exclaimed, and both jey and roman were shocked at her reaction. roman gave her a look and he did not look pleased.

"are you serious iman?!" he said, nearly yelling again.

"yes I am, now let him explain why he's here. he wouldn't be here for nothing" iman told him.

"i'll leave you two alone".

iman left the living room and roman and jey were left in there together. if things couldn't get more awkward, it just did. roman was just looking at jey with a dirty look and jey was looking around the house. roman had no idea what to say to him, he still harbored so much hate for jey that he wanted nothing to do with him. he honestly felt like being in silence until he couldn't take it anymore and then he could kick him out, but could he do that?

"let me just say this now before I can't say shit to you at all" jey said.

"honestly jey I don't even know if I could believe anything that comes out of your mouth" roman shrugged. "like you already crossed me and lied to me so why am I supposed to believe whatever the fuck you have to say now?".

"because what i'm saying is the legit truth. I wouldn't even be dealing with you if it wasn't for me finding out about this" jey told him. "we don't even have to be cool again after I tell you".

"..... fine, you got five minutes to tell me something good" roman warned him. "and it starts now so don't waste my time".

"okay... so as I was telling you, someone is doing some real sneaky shit behind your back regarding the cartel and how you do the business" jey began to say.

"and that person is paul".

"is this about what you did? jey I just told you not to waste my time and now-" roman said as he was about to get up.

"no it's not about what I did if you would just fucking listen I could tell you what's going on!" jey spat at him.

"you better calm the fuck down and know who you talking too!" roman exclaimed.

"and YOU better watch out for who you do business with because paul is a fucking snake and he's working with victor marshall!" jey finally said, and roman's whole facial expression changed at that name.

"are you serious right now? you can't be fucking serious right now...." roman said.

"I am" jey said. "victor is selling drugs in paul's clubs, aka selling in your territory, taking your money, taking your business, and rubbing shoulders with paul".

"he told you that he wasn't working with any other lord? well he lied, he's a liar".

roman's adrenaline was rushing at this very moment. he wanted to break something, he wanted to break paul, victor, shit anyone! he couldn't believe this shit. one of the main things that roman asked when he started to do business with paul was if he was working with any other drug lord. paul flat out said no. now here he is, finding out that paul was working with the worse lord of them all, his fucking enemy, and the grimiest bitch out there.

"when did you find this out?" roman asked jey.

"last sunday when I went to this dinner at royal 35" jey told him. "it was an investors dinner, and that's when I found out everything.

January 10th, 2021

jey got out of his blue bmw 3 series and walked into the royal 35 steakhouse on east thirty fifth street. tonight he was attending a dinner with paul and his fellow colleagues. a night enjoying some steak and lobster with the best liquor sounded great to him.

he checked in with the hostess and she lead him to the table where some of the other colleagues already were. he sat down and awaited for more to come, specifically ones that he was cool with.

eventually they came in and he was sitting next to them and they were all talking amongst themselves, indulging in conversations about family, sports, wealth, and their business ventures. that was all until paul walked in. he walked in and commanded his spot at the head of the table and everyone looked his way.

"everyone isn't here" paul said. "and we're missing a chair".

"who is missing?" jey asked one of his colleagues. they shrugged as they also didn't know.

no one really knew who was missing and why a chair was needed, it had seemed that everyone was here. nevertheless, a host pulled in a chair and sat it right up with paul. at first the main assumption in their minds that maybe paul's wife linda was coming, or maybe it was even roman making a surprise appearance.

that wasn't the case though. linda wasn't coming as she never came to these dinners for the stock investors and roman was definitely not about to be around jey after what happened. so if it wasn't those two, who was it?

oh.... just someone far worse.

that mystery person just walked into the restaurant, and the hostess lead him to the table where all of the investors were. all eyes went on him as they saw who the man was. some eyes were confused as they didn't know who the man was, some eyes were aware of the man, and one pair of eyes was in disgust at who was at this table.

and that pair of eyes belonged to jey.

he saw that victor marshall was in this restaurant, at this table, and was about to have dinner with him and everyone else here. he couldn't believe this, like holy fuck. holy fucking shit, paul had the nerve, the audacity, the goddamn balls to work with roman's known enemy while working with roman.

yes jey and roman couldn't stand each other right now and jey probably would've loved to see roman fall after everything that he's done to him but at the end of the day, jey hated victor as well. victor was nothing but a shady, bitter, and jealous old man that brought nothing but chaos. he jumped onto others' territories to steal their gain and shit, he's caused AND instigated unnecessary fights and shootouts, one of which nearly costed poor desean's life, and overall he's just a prick that thinks he's bigger than what he really is. jey hated him, and he hated the fact that paul was working with him. that was very unloyal to roman, especially when roman asked him straight was he working with any other lord.

victor was standing in front of everyone looking real smug as he always would. he ran his hands down his west louis wool coat and gave a smirk smile to the men.

"everyone this is victor marshall. in case you didn't know he is one of my partners and an investor in the enterprises" paul explained to everyone.

"and what is he your partner in?" jey asked. "just curious".

".... realtor partners" paul lied. "he's helped me find land for some properties".

he had to lie about what victor did. if he said that he was another lord that he worked with, he knew that it would get back to roman somehow and then that would be it. he didn't even trust jey, even though jey and roman weren't cool anymore paul assumed that jey would go back and tell roman what he was doing with victor. he wanted to avoid that at all costs so he could continue working with victor.

"hello men, pleasure to meet you all" victor said with such cocky confidence some of them could already tell the type of man he was, and they didn't know if they liked it.

jey sure didn't like it, and he was going to make it his mission to know what's REALLY going on with paul and victor by the end of this dinner. he knew there was more to the story, and he needed to know that story.

throughout the dinner jey felt very uncomfortable. victor being around just rubbed him the wrong way, paul lying rubbed him the wrong way, everything rubbed him the wrong goddamn way. he really just wanted to get up and leave the dinner in it's entirety but he knew that victor would try to start some shit with him, so he had to suck up his pride.

he ate his strip steak and potato in silence as everyone else was trying to get to know victor. cocky attitude aside, to them he wasn't a bad guy. of course they wouldn't know the true lengths of victor's character because they aren't in the cartel business like jey had been for eleven years. they didn't know about all of the grimy shit that victor has done to others, including what he has done to his family.

"are you okay jey?" thomas actker, one of jey's closer colleagues asked him. he realized that he was silent, but he didn't know why. usually jey was never like this, he was usually the life of the party.

"honestly.... no, no i'm not" he shrugged.

"is it because of victor?" thomas whispered. see, he knew.

jey looked at him and nodded his head. thomas also nodded his head and titled it over to the bar area.

"let's go have a chat" thomas told him, and jey was more than happy to agree.

the two got up and grabbed their things and proceeded to head off to the bar.

"where are you two going?" paul wondered as he saw that they were leaving the table. victor also saw, and he stared down jey. jey did the exact same, giving him a dirty look.

"to the bar for some drinks, we'll be back" thomas told him.

"oh okay" paul said. thomas and jey walked away and went to the bar. they sat down and ordered some scotch malts to drink.

"so what's up with victor? why don't you like him?" thomas asked jey. "besides the obvious that he's clearly arrogant and is most likely an asshole".

".... so you know how I was working with my cousin right?" jey reminded him.

"yeah yeah.... wait.... victor works for that?!" thomas wondered, he was solving the puzzle real fast.

"he has his own in upstate new york " jey told him. "with his own territories, people, all of that".

"holy shit.... so he's not a "realtor" like they're trying to pass" thomas said.

"nope, and the reason why I don't like him is because he's a grimy snake. he steals from other territories, instigates and plots attacks unprovoked, has caused so many goddamn shootings, including the one in paul's own fucking establishment so I have no idea why paul's dumbass is working with a guy that caused his club to get shot up" jey explained.

"so his people were the ones that shot up dangerousss?" thomas asked him.

"yup. I have no idea how victor got to him, but paul working with him is so grimy, especially when he works with roman" jey said.

"victor has been plotting on roman for years because of jealously. he's been jealous of roman ever since roman started doing bigger numbers than his old ass. that's why he's mad and that's why he always tries to tear him down and fuck with him. this is just a pure example, I just know victor recruited paul and paul's dumbass agreed, even when he KNOWS about victor's shit".

"paul's willingly working with a man that shot up his club" thomas scoffed. "that's crazy".

"he's a fucking snake" jey said. "I need to know if victor is selling in those clubs".

"who would know this? just off of the fact that victor coming here was a secret, i'm sure them working together is a secret so roman wouldn't know" thomas wondered.

".... adam" jey said, referring to adam weston. "he would know, he's not here but he would know".

"i'll call him and you can speak to him" thomas suggested, and jey nodded in agreement. so thomas pulled out his phone and dialed adam's number.

"hello?" adam said on the phone.

"hey adam this is thomas" thomas said back.

"I know... hi thomas. what do you need?" adam wondered.

"actually i'm about to hand the phone over to jey fatu, he needs to ask you some questions" thomas told him.

"okay, let me speak to him then" adam said, and thomas handed jey his phone.

"hi adam how are you?" jey said on the phone.

"hey jey i'm good" adam said. "so what do you need to ask me?".

"so we're at dinner with paul and all of the investors and at this dinner, paul invited a man named victor marshall. I recognize victor from prior businesses and I would like to ask you if you know anything about him?" jey wondered. "like what kind of partnership do him and paul have?".

"well.... i'm not supposed to be telling you this" adam began to say, and jey sighed as he probably wasn't gonna get an answer.

"however... I don't like victor marshall. something about him rubs me the wrong way, way too cocky. I know cocky, I am cocky, but he's just another level and it annoys the hell out of me. I don't even know why paul is wasting his time with that immature middle aged man. so, i'll tell you off of my dislike for him" he finished off, and jey smiled as he was going to get an answer.

"victor and his cartel sell in some of those clubs, including the same clubs that your cousin roman sells out of. it's very peculiar considering that I thought paul loved roman and his cartel selling out and making money for him, but it's been happening for a while apparently. victor's basically taking most of roman's money, and i'm surprised he hasn't noticed a decrease in his numbers. victor's crunching up his shit, i'd do something about that if I was him..." adam explained, and that's all jey needed to know.

"thank you adam, I got everything that I need to know" jey said, and he handed the phone back to thomas.

jey looked over at paul and victor who were talking and enjoying themselves a little too much for him. jey was not feeling this shit at all. he was livid at paul for the lies, and he was even more livid that victor was once again taking up territory that wasn't his. roman had to know about this before it's too late.

hopefully it wasn't too late.

"that's why i'm here, I needed to tell you about this. regardless of whatever shit we've been through at the end of the day, I hate victor, you hate victor, and we both know what kind of person he is" jey told him.

"also.... we're still family. we can't stand each other but I don't want that piece of shit fucking up a business that WE worked hard for, a business that you've done way too much for just to lose it to some old geezer".

before roman could say anything, his phone began to ring. it was shiny, and he probably assumed that he was calling him to wonder why he wasn't at the club yet, but he doubted that he would be going there tonight... nevertheless, he answered the phone.

"hello?!" roman said aggressively, still furious from finding out about paul.

"roman, some shit just went down at extreme exposé!" shiny exclaimed. he sounded pissed and panicked, and roman knew that something was really wrong.

"victor had his gang come here in an attempt to sell! victor has been selling in our fucking clubs! our guys confronted them on why they were in our territory and then victor's gang started a huge fight and started shooting! no one got hit but the scene got bad, the cops came and everything".

"victor's been selling in our clubs for a minute, I just found out" roman said.

"from who?!" shiny wondered.

"jey" roman told him, as he looked into his eyes. "shiny was paul there tonight?".

"no, robert told us he was at home handling some business" shiny told him.

"where are you and the guys? y'all got out of there before the cops came right?" roman asked him.

"yeah everyone scattered off, me and terrence are on our way back to the warehouse" shiny said.

"okay.... well i'm gonna have jey go to the warehouse to meet up with y'all, I can't go over there right now" roman said, he gave jey the nod and in this occasion, he agreed to it.

"where are you gonna be at?!" shiny asked.

"I got some shit to handle with my former colleague paul heyman. don't wait up on me cause I won't be there" roman told him. "jey will be there soon, bye".

shiny telling him that paul wasn't there gave roman the word that he suddenly had somewhere to go. presumably, go to staten island.

roman hung up the phone and got up from the sofa to go into his hidden safe that he had in one of the closets. he grabbed a black ski mask, a black hoodie, gloves, a bulletproof vest, and a gun. he put them all in his duffel bag that was also in the closet and left.

"i'm gonna get jimmy to come with me and then we'll head to the warehouse, they should be there by the time I do" jey told roman.

"alright, just make sure everything good okay?" roman said. "get every piece of information from everybody that's at that warehouse, interrogate them to the fullest. you and your brother".

"gotchu.... but what are you about to do?" jey wondered.

"you'll find out when i'm finished, don't worry about me. just get to that warehouse and i'll get to where I have to be" roman told him.

"okay" jey nodded, and he walked out of the penthouse. roman followed and they went into their separate cars. roman got in his infamous black jeep and drove off to paul's house in staten island.

he was practically speeding down the highways and the roads to get there. all of his rage and anger was going out on these streets right now, and he couldn't wait to put his rage and anger out on paul. how dare he lie, play with his money, play with HIM, and work with his biggest enemy. the biggest snake in the game, how dare that man?!

he will pay in the worse way.

he arrived at paul's neighborhood and he parked the jeep a couple houses down at the very end of the block. he then put on his bulletproof vest and black hoodie and got out of the jeep, walking up to paul's house.

he went up to the front door and began to pick at the lock to open it. roman's broke into plenty houses and places before and by using a pin to open paul's old fashioned doorknob, he was able to get into the house.

roman rushed upstairs as he knew that paul would be there in that work room of his. roman walked to the room and opened the door in a rage, staring face to face with paul. paul looked startled as he saw that roman basically broke into his house unannounced.

and he also looked startled as he saw the fury in roman's face, he was startled as he knew that shit was about to go left very quick.

very quick indeed.