Through all this I was still on the floor trying to figure out a way out of this bullshit. "Precious, get the fuck up." I slowly stood, locking eyes with Tommy. "I know you didn't think I was gonna let you keep that money. Soon as I heard Nico was locked up and Ritchie was dead, I started thinking about getting hold of that money. I had to find out certain facts before I knew that the deal neva went down so the money had to still be in the house where I dropped it off. But yo' slick ass had already swooped it up by the time I got there. You taking it neva crossed my mind. I figured once the streets got word that Nico Carter was locked up, some gutsy nigga broke in his crib trying to clean him out and came across all that loot. It wasn't until my boy, Lamont here told me about a friend his uncle was helping out who had a million dollars, did it all start coming together." "How you gonna steal from Nico? He was good to you, Tommy." "Fuck Nico. He didn't give a damn about nobody but himself.
