The Versace League by Shan Read Free Book Online Page A

for the sake of the League. Everybody would be looking at him, and if he even looked like he was falling apart, muthafuckas would assume that he couldn’t handle his job. The majority of the members were family, but there were a handful of members who were around from when the League first started with his father and Uncle, and a handful of new members. Most loved Yamin as the boss, but of course there was always someone that felt they could do a better job.
          "Here ya go, Ya," Manny said passing him a piece of a blunt.
    Yamin took a tug of the blunt and blew a cloud of smoke in the air. He looked down at his watch and wondered what Jessica was doing at the moment. He wished that he could have told her the truth in the beginning and then maybe things wouldn’t have been so bad between them. He had never been able to sustain a relationship with any woman until now. They always suspected that he was hiding something and would always assume that it was another woman, and would eventually leave him. For some reason when he’d first met Jessica, he knew that she was the one. He knew that he couldn’t let her get away like the rest, which is why he proposed so fast and suggested that they get married quickly after. He didn’t know if it had been the fact that she was older and a lot more mature than the rest or if it had been the fact that she was independent, smart, and sexy with her own career. Either way, women like Jessica were hard to find and he didn’t want to lose her. He loved his wife and hoped that once all was said and done, she would stand by his side.
    “A’ight, y’all keep it tight. Shouldn’t be in here too long,” Yamin said. He took another pull off the blunt and handed it to Emmanuel.
    “Don’t worry we got it boss man. Take care of ya business,” Emmanuel said and nodded his head.
    Yamin entered the building and started down the dark hallway. His shoes knocked against the wooden floor with each stride that he took. He thought about the condition his niece was in when he saw her and solemnly hoped that not a hair on her head had been harmed. He also wondered how well Donica was holding up and made a mental note to go by and check on her once the meeting was done. The past few days he slipped up and broke down a little too much, but that was the last time he would allow that to happen. He had been selfish and hadn’t thought about anyone, including his brother Aasir and his sister Aucelie. They had been handling all of the arrangements for Cortez’s funeral and he hadn’t so much as offered a hand.
    I gotta get my shit together, this isn’t like me. Yamin pushed the door open and cleared his throat once he entered the room. Everyone was there-except for Cortez. He looked at the empty chair where his brother would have likely sat and swallowed the huge lump that formed in his throat. He coughed a couple of times in an attempt not to break down in front of everyone.
          "Thank y'all for coming tonight on such short notice. I'm sure everyone has been made aware of Cort's passing," Yamin said. He watched as most of the eyes shot to the empty chair while others held their heads down in mourning. Cortez had been an important part of The Versace League, everyone loved and adored him and the work that he did. He was very good with computers and could hack into damn near anything. He was the baby of The League and the loss was a devastating one to everyone.
    “Sorry to hear about Cortez. He is a young soul that will truly be missed,” Judge Kerrison said. He was one of the members that was around when the League first started. He was a hard ass federal judge in the court room and didn’t take no shit from anybody. He was known to give out ridiculous sentences to people whenever he was trying to teach someone a lesson.
    The only time he was lenient was when he was paid through The League to throw out cases that they had been paid for. To date he felt like he may have been responsible