Hakeem stood on the corner leaning against a building; his hands stuffed in the pouch of his hoodie, his hood cast a shadow over his face, as he waited in the dark of the night. It was pass 1am when Hakeem got a call on his phone from someone at the office. They told him about a drop going down soon, seeing how he was of the low ranks, maybe he could raise his ranks with what he had planned. He saw the car pull up the head lights flashing him for a moment lighting his figure up but missed his face, "Who is it?" one of the guys asked from the passenger seat. Hakeem looked up slowly pulling the hood off his head and stepping to the side door of the car,<br/>"its Jake man...Now quiet the hell down" as quickly as it came out his mouth the guy pulled a gun on him.<br/>"You better shut the fuck up and tell me whatâ€™s going down" Hakeem put his hands up taking a step back<br/>"Alright just chill! And stop pointing that thing at me" The guy jumped out the car rushing Hakeem and slamming him against the building.<br/>"I do what I damn well please!" He yelled, spit flying out his mouth as he talked "Now tell us what the fuck you want" He said still holding Hakeem against the wall.<br/>"Alright man just...Relax...The shipment you guys have coming tonight is going to be busted by the cops." Hakeem told them still holding his hands up as the gun was pressed into his gut<br/>"How the hell did this bag boy know about our shipment?" he asked looking back at the car, the driver was already stepping out, flicking an almost burned out cigarette to the ground.<br/>"I don't know...but Boss won't be happy" He said as he walked over to Hakeem grabbing him off the wall punching him before throwing him to the ground.<br/>"What the hell are you doing!?!" The guy growled smoothing back his hair as it fell in front of his eyes<br/>"Get him in the car...were going to see boss" He said before lighting up another cigarette walking back to the driver seat of the car. Hakeem got up touching his lip feeling the blood roll down his chin, "Fucking prick" The other guy grabbed him pushing him toward the car, opening the back door before hitting him over the head with the end of the gun knocking him out and throwing him in the back.<br/>Later...<br/>"Boss, we need a word with you" The two lackeys said as they stood at the door of their bossâ€™s office waiting for him to open up. "This can't wait till morning!" He called before banging again hoping the boss would open up as he looked back to Hakeem on the floor still knocked out and tied up.