this morning #1411.

this morning, he leaned into my car window & handed me a fat stack of cash. right out in the open like that. flashed a smile as he bragged about his success. dumbass. he didn’t even bother to put the shit in a bag. i snatched it from him & stuffed it into a secret spot beneath the passenger seat. looked up & shook my head at him in disbelief. for a G who’s so skilled at making money, he has zero sense of risk. i mean, did he even survey the immediate area to see if anyone was watching us? doubtful. competitors. civilians with loose tongues. the cops. if any one of these three were to see us, they could seriously trip up our scheme. i warned him not to do that shit again & then proceeded to leave.