“Understood. And thank you,” Jackie said as she left Freeze in the office. She knew that how she played that night would either make her or break her.
Chapter Six
Steven “Cash Money” Blake was starting to feel like the world was truly his. Since the formation of the Commission, he was able to buy product at a much lower price, so his profits were up, just like Stark said they would be. When they first came at him with the idea, he wasn’t for it. Why would he want to get involve with that bunch?
Cash thought K Murder was crazy and that made him dangerous. They used to call him Nutso until he started killing people for it. In his opinion, BB was stupid, but he was the luckiest mutha fucka he ever met. When his brother, Darryl, went to jail, BB took over a spot everybody knew he couldn’t handle. But he had strong people around him; his brother’s old crew who all knew that Darryl still ran things from his cell. It was only a matter of time before one of them would kill BB. His only real worry was Stark. Stark was just as ambitious as he was, and although Stark would disagree, Cash knew he was smarter.
Cash had his eye on the bigger prize. He wanted to be the king of New York; the next Nicky Barnes, ruler of the drug scene in the seventies. It was his destiny. And he saw this Commission as a way to make it happen. But he was patient. So when Stark announced that he would be the chairman of The Commission, Cash said, “I got no problem with that.”