Steady chasing that paper (Jay)

[JACE FITZGERALD]

YOU CAN FEEL THE POUNDING WRAPPED AROUND YOUR CHEST
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Under normal circumstances meeting with his friend Jay would normally be a much happier occasion for the twenty-two year old, but on this afternoon, Jace was anything but happy. Few others would be able to understand the young man's current state of mind better than the man that was on his way over and that was perhaps the sole reason that the two had remained friends for so long. Trust was a hard thing to come by...especially within their trade so to say that he trusted Jay was big. It wasn't a word that he threw around lightly. Since the pair had decided to transform their friendship into a business relationship the days of frequenting nightclubs together with the intention of taking home some curvy beauty that neither of them had any intention of ever seeing again afterwards or spending some time sliding bills into the skimpy undergarments of a beautiful girl while she gyrated against a pole were far and few inbetween.

Sure, they made a decent amount of money, but as his mother used to say "With the sweet, also comes the sour." At times like now the sour seemed to drastically outweigh the sweet, and yet Jace hadn't seen fit to remove himself from living this kind of lifestyle. In anticipation of Jay's arrival, the young man had stocked his fridge with absolute vodka and tequila. With what they had to discuss there was no doubt that they were going to need it. Although he knew Jay to be in route, the East LA native didn't bother to wait for his friend to arrive before filling a shotglass with the vodka and turning it up to his lips.

Downing it quickly, he had started to pour another for himself when he heard a knock at the door. Starting across the floor towards the door, Jace reaches it in several long strides and pulls the massive structure open to reveal his friend. Despite his foul disposition, a smirk lined his lips as he said " Shit man, it took you long enough! Get your ass in here." Jace moved aside allowing Jay enough room to get past him into the apartment. As he closed the door, Jace headed over to the sectional leather couch and lowered himself down on it as he added " You want something man? You know where everything is in the kitchen."

That said, the eldest Fitzgerald then turned his attention to the small plastic baggie of what looked to be green dried leaves. Grabbing a handful of the leaves, Jace sprinkled them across the rolling paper and licking the tips of his fingers busied himself with rolling the paper into a thin joint. Slipping it between his lips, Jace picked up a lighter from the coffee table and lit the tip. Tossing the lighter carelessly back on the table, he took a deep drag of the joint and exhaled deeply. After a couple more drags he started to feel a calm wash over him. Knowing the man next to him almost too well, Jace wordlessly extended the joint towards Jay saying " Alright then, let's get down to business."

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[Jay Marshall]

Jay and Jace, the two had an interesting bromance, Jay had made friends with him when Jace had first moved to his neck of the woods. The two had came to the understanding that trust was a big thing when it came to friendship, especially when it came down to their line of work. Jay was a thug nonetheless, and wouldn't go to the cops or open his mouth to the wrong people for anything. The way he grew up he quickly learned that the smaller your circle of friends were the better off you were.

After the fun and games, the two realized that they should take this friendship to the next level and turn it into business. Which was some what like a marriage, if they didn't know how to communicate nothing would work. Jace was the one person who Jay would tell almost everything to weather it was personal or business, Jace knew about it all when it came to Jay. So he was on his way to his partner's house to discuss some very important business, at least that's what the impression was when Jay had gotten the phone call earlier that day.

He actually had a few things that he wanted to go over with his boy as well, it seemed like there were other dealers in the area and the made Jay a little angry to say the least. This was his turf, and he wasn't about to let some hippie outta-towners take away his business, especially the volume that came out of the collage, those collage kids loved their drugs, that was for sure. But thing thing he knew for sure, he needed some help running the streets, he couldn't do it by himself anymore. He needed more dealers, someone he could trust and who would listen, because they really didn't want the boss to get involved if they didn't.

He drove up to Jace's pad in his old Cadillac and parked it down the street, then walking up and knocking on the door. It seemed as his dude, was anxious to see him alright, this issue he had probably been bothering him for some time now. Jay quickly went inside. "Yo, Sorry man. Traffic, and I had to deal with Rosie's ass, needing a ride somewhere or some stupid shit." He explained as he shook his head. "Aight, I could use a drink." He said as he walked to the familiar kitchen and found two shot glasses and some vodka, bringing them out to the living room and pouring two shots. "Yes, Let's talk...You first, what's up?" He asked as he shot back the booze and swallowed it.

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[JACE FITZGERALD]

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Perhaps it was due to the similarities in the backgrounds of the pair, but they had both learned to value loyalty above all else. With the absence of Ian in his life Jay had become less of a friend and more like a brother to Jace. Despite considering himself rather charismatic, Jace really didn't have a lot of friends and to be honest that was the way he liked it. They were not only too big of a distraction to the twenty two year old but in some cases a liability. Of course that also tended to mean that girlfriends weren't always a viable option either, but seeing as Jace had a rather insatiable appetite for women and Jay's last relationship had left enough of a bad taste in his mouth to where he was overly cautious about women he spent his time with, it didn't seem that girlfriends would be likely anyway.

Some would think it risky to go into business with a friend, but Jace didn't think he could ask for a better partner. There was no on that he trusted more to watch his back. Jay would never roll on him no matter what deal was offered to him and he also had the security of knowing that he'd never have to as Jace kept on retainer a rather shady lawyer. The guy was ridiculously expensive, but fiercely loyal as long as the price was right. Not to mention that his results couldn't be argued with. Jay was one of the few people that knew enough about Jace to be dangerous and not just on a professional level. Communication was the key to heading off conflicts or even attacking a miniscule issue before it became a major one.

At times Jace found it easier to confide in Jay mainly because he knew that his boy wouldn't judge him. Tell him some shit he definitely didn't want to hear, but never judge. Over the past few weeks Jace had been noticing that their stacks were considerably lighter and as a result had sent some associates out to investigate the matter. The news that they had returned with was more than a little unsettling. It seemed that Jay had lost some customers through no fault of his own but because another dealer had encroached upon his territory. This new kid on the block was either ballsy or stupid. Somehow Jace was inclined to believe it was the latter.

It was more of an unspoken rule that you didn't sell on someone else's turf.The consequences were pretty dire for such blatant disrespect. So either the guy was reckless or a newbie. Regardless of which the case was, he'd have to be dealt with. Jace learned some time ago that whatever was bad for business for Jay ended up being bad for business with him. Not to mention he really just didn't like anyone screwing over his boy. More importantly than that a more pressing situation had arisen regarding a notorious distributor who was looking for payback for a fallen dealer. It was times like these that he was glad that he kept his ears to the ground to head off stuff like this.

Jay had explained that he was caught in traffic as well as had to give Rosie a ride somewhere. The last explanation made him chuckle a bit. Rosie was proving to be much more of a handful then he was sure even Jay had originally thought she'd be. Although he usually kept such thoughts to himself, Jace couldn't help but to think that that Jay's little sister was hot. It wasn't just dangerous curves that the young woman possessed but her personality that ensnared him. It was perhaps the one thing that he and Jay could not talk about. After Jay had gotten comfortable, he seemed ready to engage in dialogue.

" Alright, so I know that you know there's some punk kid sniffing around your territory and he's doing enough damage to your sales for it now to be officially a problem.What I want to know is how you want to handle it? Because you know how I usually handle situations like this.You know that I'm going to ride with you whatever you decide."

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[Jay Marshall]

Jay listened to Jace's words, growing a little angry, there was no way in hell that he was going to let some punk ass kid take a toll on his sale's more much longer. The turf on this side of the collage had been his since he had first been brought into this game. Clearly this little hippy really had no idea what he was doing, or who he was fucking with. Jay gave out a rather sarcastic laugh as he stole the joint from Jace that he had just rolled. He lit the thin paper and puffed on it a few times before passing it back to his homeboy.

"Yeah, I though you might bring that up. This Desmond kid right?" He asked as he poured himself another shot and slinging it back. He made a face as he felt the warm liquid in his chest. Jay had heard all about him, what he sold, where he worked, who he hung out with and all that. Word went around fast on the streets and Jay being connected with so many different people because of his line of work, he quickly found out all these things. Of course he wanted to wait to talk to Jace before he acted on it. But Jace did have a very busy schedule which is why this issue had waited for so long.

"Well, I'd like to go down there and make my presence known, let him know what exactly it is that he's doing..." Jay started as he sighed, trying to stay calm. "I might give him a few options, He could either stop all together...Or I could tax the shit outta that fool." He said with a rather devious smile. Either way, Jay would be watching this kid's every move to make sure he didn't have to step in again, or else there would be serious consequences. "Though, I'd like to have some back up, you know just in case." He said as he played with his hands. Now this was going to be the hard part of this conversation. "Now, Before you start makin' phone calls and what not, hear me out?" He told him with a nod. "So, I know a guy...I've known him for awhile, we done dirt together back in the day'n shit." He started.

"His name is Dex, He deals over on the east side, but he mostly only fucks with that crystal, ya know?" He tried to explain to Jace. "I know he'd have my back, and I think he'd do us some good too, like expanding and shit, if ya like him. If you wanted we could meet up with him and you could feel him out." He suggested hoping that Jace wouldn't be to stubborn about bringing someone else in.

[JACE FITZGERALD]

YOU CAN FEEL THE POUNDING WRAPPED AROUND YOUR CHEST
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The situation with the rival dealer had gone on for longer than it should have and Jace had to admit that was partially his fault as he'd been wrapped up in a particularly difficult business transaction as of late and hadn't had time to discuss the matter with Jay. It wasn't that Jace couldn't understand why anyone would want to deal in the areas surrounding King Protea college. A fair amount of the students who attended the school were from wealthy families with more money than they knew what to do with. There were few people in the world that partied harder than college students and somehow parties and drug use were synonymous. Unlike some of their other customers Jay had never really had to get rough with the college kids in order to make sure they paid up.

So as much as he understood the appeal of the area that Jay had claimed as his own and why someone would want a piece of that action, the fact of the matter was that Jay had still claimed it and therefore had every right to be upset. Although if he knew his partner the way that he thought that he did, Jay had bypassed upset some time ago and was now righteously pissed. Desmond? Was that the kid's name? It sounded about right. Jace nodded his head in agreement as Jay went through his options on how to best handle the situation. "This fool knows exactly what he's doing. What he doesn't know is who he's fucking with and that's what you have to show him," Jace replied.

Try as he might to rein it in as he spoke, his own vexation was beginning to creep through his tone. Jay knew that he never really had to ask for backup and to that end smirked simply saying "Done. Just say the word." Jay had taken to wringing his hands nervously prompting Jace to quirk a brow. He had been about to ask him what was up but Jay beat him to the punch. Jace took a few minutes to allow Jay's words to sink in. It was no secret to his boy that Jace had major trust issues when it came to whom he entered into business with. Having Jay vouch for him was definitely in his favor, but Jace still felt a little weary.

Pursing his lips together thoughtfully Jace took a deep breath letting it out slowly before replying " Jay....I don't know man. You know how I feel about that shit. How do we know that we can trust this dude? If I'm going to potentially be putting my ass on the line then I need to meet this guy first period. I'll give him a fair shot, but if I don't get a good feeling from this guy then I'm walking."

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