Another chapter to the sequel! Palestinian Eyes helped me out with some conversations and for that, I'm sure the story will be great! :D

Meanwhile, in a company far away from the city, a man looked out his window, observing the scenery that was in front of him. Just then, a knock was heard. "Son?" The man turned around, seeing an older male coming inside his office. The man's blue eyes brightened up. "Pops!"

Ed Wuncler II, known as Eddie, walked towards the former business owner and his father, Ed Wuncler. "How you been, man? How was your vacation?" Eddie asked, as they sat down on the sofas. Mr. Wuncler laughed. "Oh, it was great, Son. I never felt this relaxed before in my life. Enough about me. How's the company doing? Not to mention, how's that grandson of mine?" he asked. Eddie shrugged. "The company is doing fine and Ed is doing something somewhere. I never give it much thought." "And you? How are you, Eddie?" Mr. Wuncler asked.

Eddie thought for a moment. "Well, I've been thinking...and Pops, I hate to break it to ya, but we ought to be makin' more dough these days." Mr. Wuncler looked confused. "You're kidding, right?" he responded, "What the hell you call this? Your little tea party?" Eddie laughed. "Of course not. I know I'm rich, but I want to get richer." "I don't know what the hell you're saying, Eddie. How can you possibly get richer than you are now?" Mr. Wuncler questioned, "I thought you said the company was doing fine."

Eddie stood up. "Look, Pops, this company is great. Making money is great. Even scamming that Robert Freeman is great, but I need more than that. As of now, our money is doubled than what it is." Eddie leaned forward. "I want it to be tripled," he whispered. "I'm not following." Eddie exhaled impatiently and said, "It ain't the company, Pops. It's us. It's me. I know I'm filthy rich, but if I want to keep that wealth, we gotta use the strategy we've been using for years."

Mr. Wuncler stood up. "Manipulation, control, and extortion of the lower and middle class?" Eddie nodded. "That is exactly where I'm getting at," he said. "Well, what exactly do you have in mind this time?" Mr. Wuncler questioned. Eddie smirked. "I'm thinkin'...drugs..."

Mr. Wuncler looked confused. "Drugs? What kind we talkin' here?" he asked." "Pops, I'm talking bigger than an ace, chiba, or llello. This one's stronger than any of those," Eddie explained in his thick Italian-American accent. Mr. Wuncler crossed his arms, fervently. "I don't know. You saw what happened with Otis."

"Pops, this ain't nothing like Otis. Otis was a moron who broke the rules. I know what I'm doin'. Besides, this is what the people want these days. The poor, the rich, everyone. I've come to notice that the easiest people to fool so far would be the blacks." "Can't argue with you there," Mr. Wuncler said, nonchalantly. "So why not we sell them? Not as drug dealers, but as the sources," Eddie suggested. "Ain't that the same thing?" Mr. Wuncler asked. "Nah, nah. We ain't just suppliers...we run the entire business," he replied with an evil sneer.

Mr. Wuncler smirked and raised his eyebrow. "Sounds like some gangster shit to me...I'm impressed, Son." "Just think of all the more money we could have. The sales would go off the charts!" Mr. Wuncler sighed. "Eddie, you drive a hard bargain...but that's why you're my son! I'm proud of ya!" "Thanks, Pops. Thought of it myself," Eddie said, proudly. "So if we're going to be the sources, where are we going to get the dope or whatever the fuck you're coming up with?" Mr. Wuncler asked.

"I highly recommend you call them precious items, Pops," Eddie said, "And you leave that to me. I think I know someone who knows those precious items like the back of his hand."

I stared at her and she stared at me. Only difference is I was practically glaring at her, while she just looked at me as if I made a joke. "It ain't funny," I said, breaking out of our staring contest. Lil G laughed, as she kept on licking her ice cream. "Naw, boy. It is," she responded, "Get over it, Reezy. You're just a slow runner." "The hell I am! You know you cheated. Ain't nobody told you you had a head start," I told her, "I don't be spending my money on any girl." "Just the girls you like?"

I looked at her. I didn't expect that coming out of her mouth. "Yeah...something like that. You cool, so I don't care...I'm still mad, though." I looked around the ice cream shop. Just to be clear, me and Lil G ain't on no date. We just chilling with each other since it's hot outside. Just trying to catch up and stuff. Nothing more, nothing less.

Lil G gave me a smirk. "Boy, just eat your ice cream. You're getting it melted," she said. I looked down at my chocolate ice cream. "Naw. If I do, that'll be a taste of losing," I said. Lil G rolled her eyes at my statement. She grabbed my ice cream and mashed it against my mouth. Some of it was on my nose, too. Lil G laughed at my expression. "Now, that's the taste of losing. You could've just had a taste of good chocolate!" she said.

I glared at her, as I licked around my lips. She laughed some more at that. "I'm gon' get you," I threatened. She gave me a napkin. "You know you love me." I took the napkin, as my phone started ringing from my pocket. I took it out and answered. "Yo. Young Reezy," I said, as I wiped my mouth. "Yo, nigga! What's happenin', man?"

I smiled once I heard my nigga's voice, JC. I met JC when I was eleven and Huey met his brother, Caesar, when he was thirteen. JC is cool as hell and he real funny, even though sometimes he can act retarded. We got along quick, and once C-Merph met him, we instantly became a trio. JC is short for Joshua Caesar. "Ay, JC. What's up?" I responded. "Ah, man. I'm at C-Merph's crib and we playing some games and she thinks she can beat me."

I heard C-Merph's voice from the other line. "Nigga, I know I can beat you. Put your money where your mouth is, homeboy!" I laughed, as JC said, "Girl, I will once I get Reezy up in here. So what do you say, homie? You coming or naw?" "A'ight. Let me come over, so yo' ass won't be losing to no girl," I said. Just as I said that, I looked over to Lil G who was biting her ice cream cone, then smirked. "Ay, it's cool if I bring someone?" I asked. "No! Hell no! Nigga, you is not gon' bring none of your hoes here. I don't want to see C-Merph beating somebody!"

I sucked my teeth. "Nigga, ain't nobody beating nobody! And she ain't no hoe! She one of my homies and she just came back, so I'm gon' be hanging with her," I told him. "Oh, for real? A'ight, then. That's totally different...she cute?" "None of yo' damn business!" I said, "We'll be over soon. Don't try to lose once I come there."

I hung up, then looked at Lil G who was looking out the window. "Come on. We gotta go," I said, getting up. She looked at me. "Where we going?" "We going to C-Merph's place to chill. Her and JC is there," I explained. Lil G stood up and crossed her arms. "How you know if I want to go?" she asked. "You rather go back home and be bored?" I responded. Lil G thought for a moment. "You got a point," she said. We walked out of the shop.

"So, C-Merph. Ain't that that girl I met when we were little? That blonde, white girl?" Lil G asked. I nodded. "Yeah, I'm still down with her. I know you ain't cool with her, but-" "Naw, I'm cool with her." I looked at her real confused. Lil G and C-Merph? Getting along? "Since when?" I asked. "It was before I left. At first, we wasn't cool, but after a while, we agree to disagree. Ya naw mean?" she said. "Not really...but it's a'ight." "Now, JC. Who that? I don't think I've heard of that nigga before," Lil G said. "I'll tell you on the way. The crib is pretty far, so it's going to take time. Unless you're not that tired to run?" I suggested.

Lil G raised an eyebrow. "I know you ain't trying to start a race on a sly, now." "Hell yeah I am! I want a rematch!" I admitted. She laughed. "Nigga, you know I don't know where her place at!" "Sucks for you!"

With that said, I took off running. "Hell naw! Young Reezy! You is a cheat! And a sore loser!" I heard her called out. I laughed. She better have a good chance beating me again.

Once we made it to the city, Fae and I asked a lot of people where Riley and Gabby would be. It took some time, but eventually we found out they were inside a ice cream shop. Unfortunately, once we went in there, they were nowhere to be found. We asked some more people and we realized that they already left about an hour ago.

We soon took a break and sat in one of the booths. Of course, we weren't going to eat any ice cream. For me, I don't eat ice cream that much. For Fae, she just wasn't in the mood.

It took me to finally realized that she was here right in front of me and it wasn't any form of a dream or a hallucination. I never thought we'll see each other again six years later. However, even though it never cross my mind, that didn't mean I forgot about her. She appeared in my mind on several occasions and I wouldn't forget how we met, never get along, fight, talk, comfort, then parted our ways. That's obviously something to remember.

I glanced at her who was clearly irritated. There was something about her that was so different. It's not the fact that she grew taller, but not as tall as me, she looks more mature, she's less secretive, and she's actually...

Attractive...

I shook my head at that thought. That was foolish of me to ever think that, especially what I told Granddad about her a long time ago.

"Yeah, on the outside, you can't stand her, but on the inside, you think she's a pretty young thang!" Granddad laughed, as he went to the kitchen. Huey followed him. "Pretty doesn't cross my mind about her. More like crazy and suspicious." "Don't be shy with me, boy. Admit it. You think she's a cutie pie," Granddad said. "Granddad, I thought a lot of things about that girl. Cutie pie isn't one of them. I think she's..."

I didn't know what I was going to say after that, but all I know is that I wasn't going to say attractive. Or was I?

Suddenly, she sighed. "I give up," she stated, "She can be anywhere. This city is not that small." "Well, we know she's with Riley, so she's safe," I reassured. "I'm not concerned about her safety. I know my sister. She can take care of herself. It's my dad that's concerned. If he sees me come back home without her, he's going to start worrying," Fae explained.

"Imprudent...reasonable, but imprudent." "Exactly. However, I have no choice, but to call her. Just to be informed on where she is," Fae said, taking out her phone. "If she'll tell you anything," I added. Fae shrugged. "It's better to call her and not get information than to not call her and never get information at all." I shrugged, as I looked out the window. "Accurate, I supposed."

Once Fae was talking to Gabby, I felt something. It was some type of vibe, but it wasn't a good one. I sensed something bad was going to happen, but I'm not sure what and I don't know why. After Fae and Gabby were gone, I never felt this way before, but now that they're back...

I slowly looked towards Fae who was annoyed and I heard Gabby's ranting on the other line. Is something gonna happen to them? Is something gonna happen to Fae? I'm not sure, but I don't like it.

Fae hung up and shook her head. "Obviously, she's fine. She said she went to this person's house with Riley. Someone named...C-Merph?" "Cindy. She's one of Riley's friends. She's okay...in her own way," I told her. "Ah. Well, Gabby likes to hang out with those type of people. Nonetheless, I should get back home. I could tell my dad that Gabby is with Riley," she said, standing up. I stood up as well.

"Are you sure you have to leave?" I questioned. For some reason, I didn't want her to go. Especially, when she came back not too long ago. "I must. I promised my father I won't stay out too long. Plus, I've got other activities to take care of back home," she said. I opened the door for her, as I suggested, "I can walk you home."

Fae looked at me dumbfounded once she heard those words. After a while, she said, "No thanks. My house is very far and it will take time to get there. The least I could do is walk you home. I'm going to pass your house to get to mine." I have to admit, that was very abnormal for her to offer that to me, but I reluctantly agreed.

I didn't really suggest that offer to Fae just to get close to her. I simply wanted to be cautious.

If something bad was occurring as my sense tells me, then I've got to protect her every step of the way.

That's it. I hope it's getting interesting for you! *0*