Fraudulent Paper

By Charles Loper III

A mixture of upbringings created what's know as the perfect criminal. Lottie Lenox, aka Key, was a product of thorouth
bred parents in ever aspect. Born to a stern Drill Sergeant father, and a street cred hard working mother, Key was bound to have the best of all worlds implemented in his soul. His fathers pushed him to play basketball and finish school, while learning all that he could handle which unraveled the traits his mothers side of the family implemented... organization, maximum profit, and any means necessary to live comfortably.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Charles Loper III
• Release date: Apr 20, 2012
• ISBN: 9781467523660

Charles Loper III

Charles E Loper III was born in Wilmington De. He now resides in Cincinnati, Oh.

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Charles E Loper III

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Thank you God for making this possible, and creating the perfectly designed brain……………………………………………………………………………………..Etc.

I would like to take a moment and thank the people who stood by me, and are still by me….. First names only… Cheryl, Charles, Miqua, Bam (Grover Watson.. R.I.P), Dave (David Sims R.I.P), Truck, Londel, Shamona, Malcolm, Tasha, Latoya, Atoya, Victoria, Q, Valerie, AJ, Jarrell, Doll, Ray, Charles II, Sheila….Etc.

Culture of Poverty is a thought in our mind that we cannot erase. When we get to a certain status in this world, we waist money on these worldly things, when if we invest in the people around us, we can try to be prepared for what’s to come. Let’s buy up this land and build shelters for our people. No matter how you make your money, be prepared for what’s to come. what’s to come what’s to come what’s to come what’s to come what’s to come what’s to come what’s to come what’s to come what’s to come what’s to come what’s to come……etc.

Prologue

Lottie Keyshawn Lenox, aka Key, woke up in his king-size bed drenched with sweat. The nightmare he had of something happening to his family caused him to panic. He glanced at his fiance’s impregnataed outline lying next to him. The thought of something happening to her and his unborn child sent chills down his spine. He slid off the bed onto the polished wooden floor, not to disturb his companion and went in the bathroom. While splashing cold water on his face, he thought of what he was forced to do. Key wiped his face dry before he went in search of his I-phone, dialed his best friend’s number and waited.

Yo? Dave sat up, and stretched in his soft double king-size boat bed at the Wild Wood Inn.

You still in the city, bruh?

Yeah, I was gonna leave this afternoon. Why?

"Change of plans, I need you to fly to Florida with me today. I’m thinking about

copping a spot down there. Somewhere to hide the family if some heat comes my way."

Dave walked to the bathroom to urinate. You cool; you need me to handle somethin’?

Nah yo, I’m just thinking ahead.

Cool. What you want me to do with that big ass truck?

Key forgot about the shipment Dave drove up two days before. Nett checked it under an alias. Just leave it on the U-Haul lot, let them worry about it.

A’ight yo, call me when you’re ready. Dave stood in the bathroom doorway staring at the naked girl lying across the bed. You know Nita hooked me up with her friend Ni`chay at Veto’s last night. She laying in the bed sleep right now.

Yeah she told me. I’ll call you when I’m ready. Key ended the call and walked down the marble hallway to his closed in back porch. Reclining in his favorite big cushion chair, he clicked on the news as Anika’s sexy body ran across his mind. He always knew having a liaison with a stewardess would someday pay out. He grabbed his X and dialed her number.

"Do you know what time it is?! Anika snapped when she answered.

Damn baby, I thought I could call whenever.

Her attitude completely changed. Hi Key babe, sorry, I didn’t know it was you. What you up to? She asked with her strong Puerto Rican accent, twirling her silky hair with her finger as she spoke.

Same old shit. I’m calling to see if I could copp two tickets for somethin’ flying out later today?

I got you. Where you going?

Miami, I was thinking of comin’ to see you while I’m there.

That would be nice popi, but I’ll be in the air all week. If you stay at the Holiday Inn by the airport, my cousin Maria works at the front desk. I’ll let her know to show you around.

That’s sounds a’ight. Key gave her two names to book the tickets under. He ended the call with the promise to spend some time with her the next time he flew down.

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2:00am the following morning, Key and Dave’s plane landed at Miami international. Key used his secured Visa to rent a silver four door Lexus. On their arrival at the Holiday Inn, the bellboy emptied their luggage from the trunk while they entered the hotel. Key strolled over to the girl working at the check-in counter, and noticing Maria on her nametag. How you doing, Maria? Anika told me to holla at you.

You must be Key; she told me all about you.

I hope it’s all good. Key found her very attractive. Her Latin background gave her an exotic look. Her hair color was the same shade as her large light brown eyes. Key figured she would come in handy one day, but her being Anika’s cousin, he knew he couldn’t get involved. So, your man got you working at some hotel?

Maria gave Key a half smile. I haven’t met a man yet, that could keep up wit me. You want a give it a try?

Key leaned on the counter, his eyes roamed over her body. Damn, can’t say it’s not tempting. A flick of the finger beckoned Dave over. I want you to meet Maria. She needs a man that can keep up.

Dave’s mouth watered as he scanned Maria from head to toe. Shit, I can keep up with whatever you want.

We’ll see about that, Maria said, with a crooked smile. She booked two sweets under her employee discount. After charging their key card, she escorted them to the elevators. Anika told me to give y’all a tour. I know a couple spots we could check out tomorrow night.

Dave leaned back and scoped out her plump backside. I hope to check out more than that, he said, receiving a smile from her.

I need you to help me find a nice house down here. Somewhere by the beach, Key said.

That’s amusing; my uncle’s trying to sell one of his houses on the beach. I’ll talk to him for you. Maria squint her eyes and smiled at Dave. I’m looking forward to seeing you again.

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Key slowly opened his eyes and yawned at the sight of sunlight. He reached for the irritating ringing phone and placed the receiver to his ear. Yo?

Wake up popi and get dress. My uncle wants to meet with you this morning, Maria said.

Key wiped the sleep from his eyes then glanced at his timepiece. Damn, it got to be this early?

Si popi, he got business later. He can only fit you in now.

A’ight, give me an hour. Key ended the call and dialed the extension to Dave’s room. Yo, get up and meet me in the lobby in forty-five minutes.

Whatever, Dave replied half asleep.

An hour later, Maria pulled in front of the hotel driving a canary yellow SL500 Benz Coup. Her guests didn’t recognize her, so she rolled down her window and pressed the horn. Y’all comin’ or what?

Damn, she doin’ somethin’ more than working at this hotel. Key stated, You better watch out for that one.

I plan to, Dave agreed.

Ten minutes into the ride, Key couldn’t hold back what was on his mind. He glanced around the expensive interior then at Maria. I know you can’t afford this on a clerk’s salary. What else you into?

Let’s just say I’m into the family business. The conversation direction changed. You guys are going to like the house. My uncle designed it himself. It has a long back deck that extends right out to the beach. She pulled into the driveway of a two story white stucco house, grabbed a single key from her purse and opened the front door. He told me to give y’all a tour until he gets here. She escorted them down a short hall and into a large living room.

Just by seeing that one room, Key concluded that the house was much bigger than the one he had his family living in. He swiped his hand across the bottom half of the wall. Is this marble?

Imported, Maria replied. She showed them the rest of the house then took them out to the back porch, where a custom oval pool sat dead in the center. This is for people who don’t like salt water.

Yo Key, this shits hot. You got to copp it, Dave interjected.

Let’s see what her uncles’ talking about.

Maria’s uncle joined them ten minutes later. Como esta. He greeted, as he shook Key’s hand. Regardless of the humid Miami weather, he wore a gray Armani suit. His long jet-black ponytail laid against his jacket like it was pinned there. He walked with the swagger of a man with confidence and boatloads of money. Me llamo es Dinero.

Muy bien. Key replied. Me llamo es Key y usted es Dave.

Mucho gusto, Dave, Dinero said, as he shook Dave’s hand.

Back at you. Dave leaned closer to Key. What did he just say?

He said, glad to meet you. Why don’t you keep Maria Company while me and Dinero talk business?

Dinero lead Key upstairs to a small office. He sat behind the large polished walnut desk. My niece tells me you’re from Cincinnati. How’s the weather up there?

It’s all right, not like here tho, Key replied, as he got comfortable in a soft dark blue leather chair. How much are you letting the house go for?

Key, what do you do for a living? Dinero leaned back and tapped his nails on the desk. Key was thrown off when he didn’t get an answer to his question.

I own a clothing store back home that’s doing muy bien, Key replied. I’m feeling this house and depending on the price, I would like to make it mine.

I want to sell you this house, but I need to know a couple more things about you. My daughter gave me the impression that you like to make all sorts of money. She’s always a good judge of character. Are you willing to make some real money?

Key leaned forward with his eyebrow raised. I don’t know what your daughter told you, she knows nothing about me. What’s this got to do with me copping this spot, anyway?

Dinero reached in one of the desk drawers and pulled out a Cuban cigar. He clipped the end, sparked it then threw the lighter on the desk. The sweet smelling smoke drifted from his large nostrils. Let me get to the point. Anika tells me you do things with computers. I got some very important people who need some money moved around.

Key sat there taking in all the information coming from the man's mouth across from him. He chastised himself for saying too much around Anika. All he could do was stare at Dinero and wait for him to finish.

Listen kid, I know everything about you. I got ways of finding out all types of information. Dinero wrote some words of a piece of paper and slid it across the desk.

Key left the paper on the desk and glanced at the small writing. His forehead instantly drew lines while his eyes bulged from their socket. He catapulted from his chair, sending it flying back. Where you get this?! The nightmare from the other night was so close; he could reach out and touch it. Seeing his home address on that paper let him know that no matter the precautions he made, he couldn’t keep his family safe. What do you want?!

Calm down my friend, it’s not that serious. All I need for you to do is use a program I have to transfer money out of accounts I got. Withdraw the money and get a certain amount to me.

How do you expect me to withdraw it?

Like I said, I know everything about you. Dinero said. He grabbed a compact disc from his inside jacket and slid it across the desk. Take this back home and figure a way to work it. When you’re ready to start hauling money in, call Anika or Maria. They’ll contact me.

Key had a few words for Anika for running her mouth. I guess I ain’t got a choice. He grabbed the disc and stuffed it in his pocket. I’m still interested in the house.

I was going to sell it for six hundred long, but since we’re going to be doing business, you can have it for two.

Look, If were gonna do this, I got to do it my way. Let me set up some shit back home, and then I’ll get at you for the account numbers. Key knew an opportunity when it was presented.

Dinero stood up and gave Key a firm handshake. That’s it then, let’s go get this house out the way.

Chapter 1

Key walked down the long empty hall of Laurel Kensington JR College administration building. When he found the office he was searching for, he entered and locked the door behind him. You wanted to see me, councilor?

Brianna sat behind her desk studying a stack of papers. She wore a gray wool skirt and beige blouse, which blended with her caramel skin. She had long thick reddish bronze hair that was pulled up in a bun to keep from sweeping in her face. She glanced up from her work when she heard the door being shut. Stop calling me that, it makes me feel old. She watched her lover turn the lock and approach the desk. No Key, I told you we can’t be getting down in my office. We almost got caught last time.

You didn’t say that when you seduced me eighteen months ago. Key sat in one of the chairs in front of her desk. I got six months before I graduate, I think you can make it til then. By the way, you got that food for me?

Brianna reached in her purse, pulled out a manila envelope and handed it to Key. I’m going to need another pound. Being a pothead herself, she knew all the staff that smoked weed and they trusted her. When she met Key a year and a half ago, they came up with the conclusion that they could make a lot of money. Living in the mountains of Drums PA, it was hard to find good green. It was more convenient for her coworkers to buy from her than drive through the dangerous snow to the city. Who’s going to supply me when you graduate, seeing you’ve made it known that you don’t want to move up here.

Gino will make sure you got what you need. Key grabbed the envelope and stuffed it in his pocket. How much did I make?

Three stacks minus my cut. You want to count it?

Nah I trust you. I meant to tell you, I’m visiting my mom in Cincinnati for spring break. I’m leaving tomorrow morning, so I’ll come over later tonight to leave you with a gift.

Can I get that pound before you go?

I’ll leave you a couple ounces to hold you until Gino come back from Camden.

Ok baby, call me when you’re on the way tonight.

Key kissed her cheek then left the office. He exited the administration building and head for Hoover dorm, where Gino resided. All the dorms on campus were named after presidents and Key had ten dollar stuffed blunts being sold out of four of them. When you walked up, you’d be greeted by who ever sat on the front porch. They would take your order then five minutes later, somebody would bring down as many stuffed blunts you wanted. Key did it like that because he didn’t want little baggies lying around campus, but the real reason was he made over three thousand off a single pound of regular weed. His uncle showed him the dope game but seeing the problems that came along with it, he refused to touch the stuff. He felt all the money his uncle was making in Camden wasn’t worth the headache. He stuck with weed and brought in good money.

Key walked on the porch of Hoover dorm and nodded at the dude watching the front door. What up Kev, Gino up there?

He up there with that dumb ass broad. He told me to tell you to come on up when you got here.

Key went up the steps and knocked on Gino’s door. When it opened, Gino’s girl was standing in the doorway wrapped only in a towel. Where Gino at, Robin?

She had only a hand full of breast, but made up for them below the waist. Her deep black eyes set just right in her peanut brown skin. Since Key had come to the college, she’d had a crush and made it her mission to seduce him, but he paid her no mind. Finally settling for the next best thing she hooked up with Gino. She figured Key couldn’t hold out forever. She leaned on the door and let her towel dip a little, showing the little cleavage she had. Damn Key, you can’t speak to nobody?

My bad, what up scando… I mean Robin. Can you go get Gino for me? I need to holla at him.

Come in. She opened the door all the way. We’re in the shower; he’ll be out in a minute. She walked toward the bathroom, letting her towel unravel from around her as she entered the steamy room. She made sure Key had a clear view of what he was missing before reentering the shower with Gino.

That broad got problems, Key thought, as he shook his head. He sat on one of his boy’s soft chairs and waited.

Fifteen minutes later, Gino entered the living room holding a white envelope. He handed it to Key then sat in the chair across from him. We did a’ight with this batch. We need to reup soon tho.

I let Tone know you’re coming alone this time. He’s expecting you to copp eight of those things when you get there, Key said.

I thought we were going together. You know I want to check out one of Nett’s girls.

You still can, just holla at her before you hit Tone’s. Moms want me to come to Cincinnati. She moved there two months ago, following some dude.

Robin decided to make her entrance into the room. She approached Gino and sat on his lap, wearing a pair of hot pink booty shorts that hugged the swollen print between her legs. Without a bra, her small breast pushed against the tight shirt she wore, making her erect nipples stand out. What y’all talking about?

Thump!!!

The hard floor nearly fractured her soft cheeks when they connected. Don’t you see men talking?! You need to get up and go put on some clothes, coming out here like that when you know I got company. I’m just about tired of your ass! Gino proclaimed.

Damn Gino, you didn’t have to push me! She wined, as she got off the floor rubbing her buttocks. She glanced at Key then with her eyes focused on the floor, she rushed from the room.

Key man, I’m tired of that broad. She always does something to urk my nerves. I wish I had a jone like Brianna.

You can, when I leave. I ain’t on all that long distance shit. When I get back to Camden, it’s over. She’ll be getting her pounds from you, so that’s your chance. I’ll even put in a word for you.

I’m looking forward to that. Gino escorted Key to the front door. Get at me when you get back.

After collecting the money from his other spots, Key returned to his small off campus apartment and started packing his bags. He didn’t know how the weather would be in Cincinnati, so he packed a little of everything. When he finished, he dialed his mother’s number.

Hello? Lisa Lenox answered.

What up mom? I was just calling to make sure you’d be at the airport when I touch down.

Don’t be checking up on me, I’ll be there. Did you think about what I said about moving here after you graduate?

I ain’t tryna move to no Cincinnati. I don’t know nothing about that place. I’m a stick with New Jers.

There’s a lot of jobs here boy, plus the cost of living is low.

Whatever mom, I’ll think about it. I got to go; I’ll call you before my plane takes off.

Ok Lottie, just make sure you at least think about it.

Key hadn’t planned to leave Camden. That’s where he was born and raised, plus all his close friends lived there. With his uncle supplying half the cities dope, everybody knew him. He had no problem entering twenty-five and up clubs at the age of sixteen. Everybody treated him as their equal. Taking his high school basketball team to two state finals and winning, added to his popularity. Why leave a place where you get love from everybody, he thought.

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Later that night, Key laid on Brianna’s soft pillow top queen size mattress, after just rolling from in between her legs. Damn Bri, I could never get tired of the things you can do.

Brianna slid off the soft bed. Being an ex lingerie model for Victoria Secret, she had no shame in displaying her fit body. Showing off all her goodies, she walked to the dresser and grabbed an already stuffed Dutch Master from one of the drawers. Giving Key a nice view in between her legs, she sat facing him in one of the two wicker chairs in her room. If it’s that good, you should stay in Drums with me.

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