The Kings Of Cool

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John moves to a smaller house and puts “Chon” into public school.

Then he looks up an old buddy and goes back into the marijuana business and reaches out to another former associate to leverage thirty grand into three hundred g worth of product.

It takes time to lay that much off, though.

Time to get back in the market.

John was back in the dope trade for about three weeks when Chon was walking down Brooks Street, a car rolled up, and a guy told him to get in. They drove him to an old ranch out in Hemet and kept him there until John paid what he owed.

Three hundred K.

Chon was out there for a month, having a pretty good time looking at Penthouse magazines, sneaking roaches, and driving an ATV around the place, then Big John came to pick him up personally.

“See how much I love you?” Big John asked when they were in the car.

“See how much I care?” Chon answered, holding up his middle finger.

Big John slapped him across the face.

Hard.

Chon didn’t fucking flinch.

A week later, John’s walking down the street when a car pulls up, they tell him to get in, and they drive him down to Mexico.