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attention,” Allison mumbled to herself.
    It was on and popping now. She caught eye contact with Smoke as he approached the bar and ordered a bottle. Allison winked at him and jumped down from her seat. The plan was in motion and there was no turning back now.
    Allison swayed her hips and sauntered past Kori and his boys. Just like they all predicted, Kori took the bait. My girl is locked up behind your no-good ass, and you out here in the world chasing pussy. I t’s gonna be so good turning the tables on your ass, Allison thought as she smiled at Kori. “I’m Allison, and you are?” she asked using the most seductive voice she could conjure.
    â€œI’m that nigga that can change your life forever,” Kori said smoothly.
    Wrong nigga! I’m that bitch that’s gonna change your life forever, Allison screamed silently. “Where can we go to talk in private? It’s too busy in here. A girl like me wants all of the attention,” she said to him batting her long false eyelashes.
    â€œSay no more,” Kori replied excitedly standing up. He just didn’t know that would be his last stand as a free man.

Chapter 7
    Crash! Bang! Bang!
    â€œWhat the fuck!” Kori belted out as he jumped up and whirled his head around in response to the loud noises coming from downstairs in his house.
    Kori’s heart began thumping painfully in his chest. It could only be one of two things going on—niggas were coming to get his ass or the police was raiding his shit. Kori finally got enough of the cobwebs of sleep and liquor from his mind and bent down at his bedside in an attempt to reach for his ratchet, but it was not between the bed and his nightstand where he always left it.
    â€œFuck!” Kori cursed.
    The sounds seemed like they were getting closer to him. It sounded like a herd of wildebeests trampling through his house. He looked over at the side of the bed where the girl he had picked up last night was supposed to be, but the spot was empty.
    â€œWhere did this bitch go?” Kori mumbled looking for anything he could use as a weapon.
    It had only been a few seconds after the banging noises started that Kori finally heard the words he always dreaded hearing ever again in life.
    â€œPolice! Don’t fucking move!” Kori was staring down the barrel of a huge semiautomatic weapon.
    Kori threw his hands up in surrender. “What the fuck is going on here?” he asked as the police officers moved in on him. He was forcefully yanked from his bed and thrown to the floor in a prone position on his stomach.
    â€œIt’s a visit from the Easter bunny. What the fuck you think is going on?” said one of the many cops that were now pillaging through is place.
    â€œY’all better have a fuckin’ warrant to be here. My lawyer is gonna have a field day with this shit,” Kori snarled, chuckling confidently afterward.
    He never brought anything home with him so he was far from worried. He was placed on the floor on his stomach and his arms were pulled behind his back as they placed the handcuffs on him.
    â€œI wanna see your fuckin’ search warrant!” Kori screamed.
    One of the cops got down on one knee near Kori and got close to Kori’s ear. “I’ll do you one better. I’ll show you our evidence and our search warrant,” the cop hissed, dropping the search warrant and a gallon-sized freezer bag full of white powder next to Kori’s head.
    â€œThat’s some bullshit! Y’all muthafuckas planted that shit! This is some fuckin’ bullshit!” Kori screamed as he thrashed against the handcuffs.
    â€œYou should probably watch who you bring home from the club,” the same cop said, then he busted out laughing.
    â€œYou won’t get away with this shit! I got long paper and a good lawyer! When I finish with you, your ass gonna be mopping up French fry grease at McDonald’s, you fuckin’ pig!” Kori