Phonecalls from jail are never good. Beans told Jamal to man up and keep his butthole tight. BEans would deal wit hZaine and get the dough.

Truth be told Beans is ready to shit himself at the prospect of asking Zaine for ten grand.

Ten grand sounds easier than a hundred grand.

Beans drops his Mac-10 on the passenger seat of the escalade before he gets out at the plantation. Its a few hours after sunset so Zaine aughta been around.

Maybe Beans should have sent Joey...

With a sigh he puffs himself up and struts over to the main plantation house. Zaines personal haven.

On the big porch he bangs on the door three times and calls out.

'Yo, Zaine, its ya boy Beans.'

Zaine opens the door with a cigarette in his mouth his shiny shoes, black pants, and a white button down shirt with black suspenders.

"Come on in, im proud of the you boys for the thorns job." He starts walking towards a large living room "Come sit, make yourself comfortable."

He puts his cigarette out in an ashtray and sits down on a large old fashioned lounge chair.

Well thats a positive. Maybe if hes in a giid mood he'll toss Beans the dough and not think twice about it.

'Yeah we smashed that place up good. Gave those angsty muthafuckahs somethin' real to quiet about, hellls yes...'

Beans smile doesnt last long. He takes a seat on a couch across from Zaine, looking around for just a second.

'So I's wonderin' if'n maybe we could get a little bonus here... ya see Boss, Jamal got himself busted and needs some bail money...So ya know, its a noble cause and all that...'

Zaines smile goes away and he gets the angry man look back on his face.

"What the fuck did that little fuck do!"

He starts rubbing his hands together like hes loosening them up.

Beans puts on his tough guy face but stays seated. No need to provoke the boss...

'He got his ass pulled over and took a swing at a cop. Had some heaters and weed on him or something... its nothing major man, we just need like... ten grand for the bond to set his ass free.'

Zaine stands up shouting, "Ten grand for a motherfucking bond! you little bastards better watch what the fuck you do! if cops ever come to this house i swear to god, i will impale you with your own fucking spine! do you understand that! and what the fuck kinda name is "Beans" anyway!"

'Yo Yo Yo Chill Niggah, Beans is takin care of it all.'

Beans leans forward, ready to jump up if Zaine comes any closer.

'Just float me the ten G's for the bond and ill put a leash on the boy. He was probably showin off for his new crackhoe. This is exactly why you dont do the same bitch twice, ya heard?..'

Beans brilliantly tries to keep Zaines rage focused on its real target...

"You think i realy wanna give away ten grand for jamal to show off for some bitch! the only reason i want his fucking ass out of jail is so i can beat his ass! Call me a niggar again and i will kill your right here!" Zaine pulls the pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lights another cigarette.

"I knew i should have just got more dogs, they help me more than all you motherfuckers!"

He drags off of his cigarette and paces back and forth, "Jamal....Jamal....Jamal....What am i going to do to Jamal."

Beans fall silent while Zaine flips out...

When he finally seems to be calming Beans will stand.

'Yo, front us the cash and yo ucan do whatever you gotta do to him. We'll get it all back for ya Boss-man, you know we're good for it.'

Zaine gets a large grin back on his face

"How about you ghetto bastards work for the money?" He drags his cigarette and stops pacing thinking to himself.

"I have a few other jobs, ill give you the 10 grand for Jamal and 10 grand for you, and 10 for joey if he wants in?"

'Cmon Zaine, we be your boyz, wez always in Ni-..er... Bro!' Beans quickly catches himself.

Zaine Raises his hand up as he starts to call him a nigga then lowers it when he catches him self. he turns to walk into another room. "Ill give you jamals bail money, but the second he gets out i want you too drive him up here and hes going to have the beating of his life..... wait here." He walks into another room to go get some money.

Zaine walks back out with a few stacks of money with rubber bands wrapped around them. He throws the money down on the table "Go get jamal, bring him here and i want to know about this little crack hoe hes been with lately?" He stands infront of beans glareing at him "I heard she kicked Leo down a flight of stairs!"

'I dont know nuthin about that Boss.' Beans slips the ten grand in his pocket.

'Imma go collect your boy, aight? ill be back with the quickness.'

As beans walks out the door he says "Tell Jamal i want to meet this litle bitch." Zaine continues smoking his cigarette and waits for beans and jamal to show up.