The Court Chronicles (A Blog Novella) - Part II, Chapter 7

Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6.

"Jay, your stupid friend packed the car half assed! The stuff fell out and she found it!"

Jay tries to process what Garret has just said to him.

"Jay!"

"I heard you, boss. So what happened?" asks Jay already knowing the answer.

"She called the cops and I'm sitting in a damn interrogation room with a cop who thinks he's Colombo!"

Jay looks at Nicole who sits on his bed with nothing but socks on.

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Fix it!", screams Garret and then nothing but silence.

Jay looks at his phone and flips it closed. He then turns his attention to Nicole who pouts on the bed. Jay loves it when she pouts because she puts on this cute face that he can't resist. Her brown eyes look up at him and damn near melt him. She pushes her perfect Scarlett Johansson lips out to the point where he can't help but kiss them. She also lets her locks fall in front of her face, which she dyed brown from blonde because she says there are too many blondes in LA already. Jay always reassures her that there is no white girl with a whooty like hers. That is definitely Jay's favorite part of her perfect brick house body.

Jay kisses Nicole and she immediately stops pouting and smiles. Jay walks over to his dresser and puts his watch on and starts to gather his wallet and belongings.

"Who was that, baby?" she asks.

"Business," says Jay as he lights a cigarette.

Nicole stands up and walks over behind Jay and hugs him. She rests her head on his back.

"I don't like when work stresses you out, baby."

"I don't either, but I have to handle this. I'll be back in a couple of hours," explains Jay.

"Can I come--"

"No!" interrupts Jay.

Nicole looks at the ground and Jay changes his tone. He walks over to her and gently raises her head up.

"You know it's not safe and I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you," Jay pauses and smiles, "or that ass." He turns Nicole around and gives her playful smack on the ass. Nicole laughs and turns to face him.

"I just want you to be careful," she says.

Jay kisses Nicole and walks towards the door.

"I'm serious, be careful," says Nicole.

"Always," says Jay as he grabs his coat and walks out the door.

Jay walks out of his small East LA apartment into the nice LA night. It was about 70 degrees out and not a cloud in the sky. There's times when Jay wonders why anyone would want to live anywhere else. The only place that rivals LA in weather is San Diego and that was just too close to business dealings for Jay and he wasn't the most liked guy down there.

Jay hops into his black 2009 Chevy Tahoe Hybrid that he just purchased and the only reason he got a hybrid was because of Nicole. He couldn't care less about global warming and all that other stuff, he figured he was leaving this life earlier than he was suppose to anyway. He also didn't have any kids that would "inherit" his world, but making Nicole happy was a top priority, right behind making sure Garret was taken care of.

Jay pulls out of his car port and heads down Olympic towards the 5 and the Valley. At least he could avoid that 405, but it was still a long 40 mile drive that he had to make. He owed his life to Garret and this deal was a crucial part of expanding their business.

Garret ran a small, but profitable operation and had been looking to expand into Mexico, but it wasn't easy. There were plenty of offers to buy him out, but Garret didn't want to sell, he wanted to grow and for that to be possible he would have to partner with one of the biggest dealers in Mexico. Jay had no idea how Garret pulled off a meeting with Vázquez, but it didn't surprise him. Vázquez was often described as the second coming of Pablo Escobar.

Tonight was their first delivery into Mexico and it needs to be in Rosarito by morning. The switch from Veronica's car to Garret's truck was suppose to go down while they were golfing. Veronica's cousin Arturo had made a copy of her car key and was going to make the switch. After golf Garret was going to meet Jay in Long Beach and they were heading down. It shouldn't have been a problem, but Arturo isn't the most thorough guy and didn't pack the stuff tight enough and now Jay has to figure out how to clean it up.

Simple, Jay would pick up Garret from the Devonshire police station and they would have to take a loss on the weed and ecstasy and pick up some more. It wasn't too big of a loss considering they were about to expand anyway, but if this delivery didn't get made tonight, it would all be over.

Jay was so consumed by his thoughts that it took him longer than usual to realize he was being tailed. He looked in his rear view and saw a black sedan of some kind following him and not trying to hide it. Jay turns down an alley to lose the car and floors it. The sedan turns down the same alley and speeds up as well.

Jay looks into his rearview, "Damn it."

Jay turns his attention to the end of the alley and thinks about how to lose this car. That thought changed real quick because an identical sedan pulls right in front of the alley opening and stops.

Jay slams on his brakes and his tires screech to a halt. The sedan behind him also screeches to a stop. These are the times when Jay wishes he carried a gun, but there's nothing he can do about that now.

The passenger door of the sedan in front of him opens up.

Jay stares in shock, "Son of a..."