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chapter 3

"Wassam Ari" The thick Louisiana accent filled her ears as she looked down at her Facetime call. Her brown eyes met hazel eyes as she smiled at the pretty man on her phone. "Hey Kenny" she replied calling the man by the nickname she gave him.

Kentrell was a weapons dealer who sometimes supplied Gun4Hire's employees. Although he could get you whatever you needed he specialized in guns and knives. The two met 3 years ago when Ari was in New York for a job and desperately needed better ammo.

He hooked her up and they have been close friends ever since. She'd call him directly on special occasions like this one. "This one is going to be hard as hell so I'm going to need the best shit," she stated as she started to wash her face.

In reference to a job she had over the seas where she had him bring her more guns, he asked "How much power? more than Paris?". "Yea, I need the bullets fast as hell, small, and a nice silencer too?" She suggested as she applied her face serum.

"Ight Imma have it sent to you, where you gone be?" He asked as he ashed the blunt off-camera. Once Ari was finished in the bathroom she grabbed her phone and walked into her closet.

"I don't know yet but imma let you know soon." Ariana started to look through her clothes thinking of how she would execute her plan. Her regular tactics wouldn't work on him because he's a fellow professional.

Snipping him would require serious planning and she only had 30 hours and still had no clue where he was. So that was a no-go, she thought as she formulated a plan.

"Can I ask who you gunning fa?"Kentrell asked as he wrote her order down. He already had something in mind for the younger girl. "Grandson," she said waiting for Kentrell's reaction.

She didn't know if they'd worked together before or if they were friends but she hoped not seeing she'd kill him soon. Meeting his eyes, Kentrell looked at her with uncertainty "You sure about that shawty? That nigga a killer for real"

She nodded reassuring him she knew what she was doing. Even though Grandson's name held heavy weight she wasn't willing to let it scare her from 8 million dollars.

"Just be safe ma and let me know where to send it. I gotta go"

"Okay, I love you."

Kentrell had hung up before responding. After setting her phone down, Ariana looked at herselfin the mirror in front of her closet as she contemplated what to wear.

She drifted off to sleep last night in her robe after a drunken shower. Her night out with Tae and Tuson was blurry. However, she remembered getting shot at the club which was still weird to her.

Even with her being slightly tipsy she knew that one bullet couldn't have been a stray. It was way too close and precise. She shrugged it off deciding to pay attention to the urgent matters and find out where her target was.

After grabbing some underwear, Ariana decided to wear black tights and a crop top until she left for work. She walked back out to her laptop before heading to her kitchen bar to sit down.

While digging into the name Grandson, she finally found a picture of the man. He was very handsome in her opinion. He had a sharp jawline with thick lips and straight teeth. He had black locs dyed with blond streaks.

'Too bad I gotta kill 'em' she thought as she studied the man. She cross-referenced the picture with live traffic feeds and company cameras. Knowing that it would take a while to go through each county and state, she decided to pack a bag.

She had a feeling she'd have to leave Chicago to find him.

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"We're arriving in Atlanta soon Miss." Ariana's pilot informed her through the jet speakers as she worked on her computer. After an extended computer analysis, she narrowed his location down to Atlanta.