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" I'm going and that's it! " I  said with confidence. Knowing intuition is a level above intellect I was secretly fighting a gut feeling. The feeling  in my gut was telling me  that this wasn't the best choice. That intuition will start hanging heavy like wet clothes when something is not right. "What could go wrong?" I could hear the voices of the three closest people to me as if they were standing right next to me telling me over and over again " I have a bad feeling about this trip" . The voices of my mother, sister and girlfriend are still in my head today. I just kept picturing myself in Tampa far from the nation's capital where life has been filled with rushing around with a little bit of stress sprinkled on it. The feeling in my gut grew stronger. It had been there for 3 weeks. This can't be a coincidence. My girl kara would simply say " Pat I wish you wouldn't go" .I replied " you have already gone to Miami, New Orleans and now you're going to Mexico? " I was just trying to justify the decision I made against my better judgement. Kara having her own gut feeling that I  had made a big mistake by purchasing the round trip as well as reserving the room says "okay" hearing something wasn't quite right with her voice she follows with "you better answer when I call I'm not dealing with that bullshit you not answering". I told her " I will answer the phone every time you call. I'm using this trip to clear my mind. I want to eat plenty of fresh green vegetables as well as fruit and even meditate by the water ". 

 Funny things kept happening prior to me leaving for the trip. Small things like funny issues with the car as well as other things that made me feel like something was letting me know that taking this trip was more of a mistake than I first felt. An old friend of mine from the DMV area moved down to Florida years ago and I had never gone to visit. We were old friends from middle school. Later on his uncle started dating my mother we considered each other cousins. we called each other family. He just happened to move to the perfect place to visit in January since it is colder than a mofo in the DC area time of year.

 I always do things last minute. It adds a little bit of a rush to things. I like a dash of adrenaline here and there. That's what I got the morning of my trip. So much so I didn't even make it to the barbershop. I didn't care that I had a four-month afro on top of my head. I was free. I have a beautiful girlfriend who loves me with or without the Bush "Ha". I'm faithful so I'm not worried who's looking. As I'm rushing around trying to keep the ashes from falling on my clothes I started having issues with my car. Things early on started falling into place as if their job was to trip me and make sure I did not make that flight. I think this is a good time to talk about a few things. I used to be a complete asshole. No really... I was financially stable and had materialistic things but I was completely lost as a human being. I had been broken down to Rock Bottom. I carried Firearms I sold drugs even got involved with using. I was a drinker who has done a lot of things that I've learned from and other things that I can't even picture myself doing. I started studying hermetics and learning about a few other things. These things have changed who I am or should I say these things have led me to knowing who I am. I should have known from the very beginning this trip was flawed. On top of that my finances weren't exactly proper at the moment.

 The flight was nice. It was nice seeing our home from over 30,000 ft. I can't get this question out of my mind though "how come the horizon always Rises at eye level?" A little mad that I had been ripped off by the airline as well as being double-charged for my Uber ride to the hotel I had finally arrived. My first thought was wow this is a beautiful place. It reminded me of San Diego. I walked around for a bit ended up buying some shoes and a bottle of Ciroc. I made my way back to my Suite yes Suite.. Back when I used to play the streets I stayed in some pretty crummy places. They would cost me 200 for the entire week. I don't have to live like that anymore. A voice mail came into my cell phone and it was my old friend Anthony. Anthony is the old friend I was planning on visiting during my trip. I wasn't able to get ahold of him for 2 weeks prior to the trip but he was aware that I was coming. Perfect timing I thought. Later that evening he arrived on his motorcycle. I fell asleep before he got there so he had to make the 30-minute trip twice from his house "Lmao" that's what he gets. He looks like we different. Definitely more rugged. Even though he was riding a ZX 6 he was a biker. He looked like he belonged on a Harley. He had the icon vest with the dirty denim. He even had the shoulder holsters and all. It was nice seeing him but we were arguing in no time. That was normal because we're family.

 That gut feeling that never gone away. Anthony needed to use my phone constantly. It started with him asking me then the asking stopped in my phone would just disappear along with Anthony. I would hear the hotel door shut I would turn and look and notice both my cell phone and Anthony were gone . After a few times I  followed to see what was going on. It seemed as if Anthony was speaking to someone who he was not supposed to be speaking with. He told me this was the case so us being family that wasn't a problem I just didn't want to know too much about it. I'm not the same as I used to be and I do everything with good intentions. I believe everything is one so if your intentions are good everything will look out for you. I guess I was going against my beliefs. But that's family. The energy of seeing someone you were so close within the past can blind you. Well that's what I'm going to blame it on. We mainly argued about cigarette smoke and noise level. I had issues in those nicer hotels in the past and I know exactly how to not have those same issues. It's almost as if he was trying to get me in trouble from the first second we reunited. I kept downplaying it telling myself "he's just being Anthony that's just Anthony."

  Anthony had been through quite a bit of change in the past few years. It was still him but there was something different about him. It's almost as if we traded places I became more like he used to be he became more like I used to be. We even joked about it with him saying "no shit". It didn't take him long to start calling me weird asking me "what the hell happened to you dawg?" When he found out I no longer eat meat you damn near lost it. I tried to explain hermetics to him I tried to explain to him that I have caused enough hurt in my life and I know how to prevent it. He kept calling me soft and weird and I tried to explain to him that you can still have all the gangster stuff that goes along with your character and you can still be hard but there's a balance and there's a control that needs to be practiced. I even told him about magick. That's another story. 

 I noticed in my recent calls there were a lot of calls that he had made. I found out the phone calls he was making more to a website. He was looking for company. I made it clear that I wasn't looking for any company but my wish didn't come true. It was a light type of the door and he says "open it" . There were two women at the door. I let them in which was a big mistake. If Kara had done that it would have been a wrap. Prior to opening the door I covered my face saying "Eeewww that's all on you! That's your choice!" They didn't stay long at all. The room was pretty big and I was on one side listening to the conversation going on. It seemed as if they knew the same people Anthony and one of the trick bitches <--lmao. They weren't talking about friends they were talking about business. Anthony asked me if they could use my Uber account and pay me cash and I said yes because I wanted everybody the hell out. I'm not going to get into where the Uber went to but it makes sense now. 

 The next morning while I was in the shower I could hear the door open followed by Voices other than Anthony's. This Bama had taken it upon himself to invite his own friends to my room. Now it wasn't just back and forth bickering and arguing he had disrespected me a few times now. I felt as if things weren't right. He could tell he even asked me "you want me to leave don't you?" I just replied" I'm going to hang back here I have a few things to do" . He kept asking me why I was being so quiet and I just told him I needed some rest. He left but returned within 1 hour. Something wasn't right. Prior to him leaving he was telling me how close he was to the people he had invited to my room. When he left the room to make a phone call I asked "so how long have y'all known Anthony?" The blonde head I believe her name was Mandy told me "2 or 3 weeks".. what??? Contradiction number two. Contradiction number one was him telling me he could not call who I later found out was Mandy from his phone but the next day he called Mandy from his personal phone. I told him" I can write a script off of the things that are going on." I picked up on some type of a script as if I was standing stationary and everything was working in sequence around me. By this time I was already picturing me back home. Thinking to myself " why would you go against your intuition?" 

 Anthony has two twin daughters that were born on my birthday. He is no longer with their mother and it was his weekend to have them. I was looking forward to spending The Weeknd with them. Even though I eventually did see them he postponed picking them up and he kind of just lounged around my hotel coming and going periodically. He really liked the Jordans that I brought down and kept asking me for them. I gave them to him after he told me "maaan I don't have any shoes." He kept mentioning making moves and hitting licks. I had to explain to him again the good intentions the hermetics the balance the control. I had to remind him at least 10 times that I don't need any ties to the state. I explained to him there's ways to conduct your business and that way is alone. Did he honestly think that I was going to hit a lick with a group of strangers? I kept getting the " what happened to you you're weird?" It's like he was not letting up. I almost forgot to mention during this time his so-called buddies girlfriend Mandy was with him in my hotel room. Firearms being around is fine. Its no big deal as long as people are respecting them and not playing with them. This was the second night of my trip and it didn't take long for him to not respect the firearms. Arguing back and forth over him pointing his pistol around was getting old. He had just put a laser on the trigger guard of the 45 caliber pistol. I love guns I know guns are loyal and they will do what you say but damn we had just been talking about a close friend of mine who took his life with a firearm that I had gotten for him. We were also just talking about an incident where someone pointed their revolver at the ceiling and pulled the trigger thinking it was empty but it wasn't. As he's pointing the revolver at my legs I got so fed up that I grab the 45 and I'll laser pointed his legs asking him "how does it feel ? Fucked up right? " 

  Things had calmed down and we went back to talking. We had rolled a Blue game earlier so I went and finished it. Not too long after I sat down he was playing with a revolver again. Almost like he wanted an accident to happen. Again I had picked up on a script early on and after telling him that I could write a script I asked him "what else could happen on this trip?" That's when it happened. He had been pulling the trigger on the revolver knowing the placement of the two rounds. When he spun the revolver emulating the game Russian Roulette he aim the firearm upward squeezing the trigger. "BANG!!!" All I seen was long blonde hair blow backwards. It was in slow motion as Mandy grabed her face and started to turn. I yelled "WHAT THE FUCK?" The first thought that came to my mind was my friend Melvin taking his own life while his girlfriend was watching. My next thought was "why isn't Mandy falling to the floor and where is the blood?"..

  Very quickly things were moving up to speed. It's like we did this before. I grabbed her arms pulled them away from her face and I yelled "LOOK AT ME !"  Seeing she had no hole in her face I was relieved but now we had to Get everything  illlegal out of the room. During all the rushing around I thought to myself " it's like we're doing the dance almost like we've done this before". Anthony was the first to leave the room leaving behind a holster the packaging the laser beam was in and some empty baggies. I quickly gathered everything up. Mandy ended up leaving with leftover clothing and holsters from Anthony and it's almost like they wanted me to run with them. I stayed behind who else was going to protect him for discharging a firearm if someone comes asking questions? He later called me stupid for not running but I knew running would be stupid. After things have calm down Anthony and Mandy return to the room. I did not want them there but I did not turn Anthony away. That's family right? He asked me "what would you have done if I shot her?" I replied "we would have had to rush her to the hospital because an ambulance would have taken too long." Later that night I covered my face with my jacket trying to get some rest and just thinking to myself " intuition intuition intuition" I noticed someone checking on me before turning out the light. It was just us three and I can tell there was more between them than he was willing to let me know. I felt safe sleeping in the room while they were on the other side of the room doing whatever their businesses. But that's when I heard the whispering. The whispering said " at least he cares".. I was hip!!! my intuition had been letting me know about this 3 weeks prior to the trip. My phone started to light up outside of my jacket a weird lime green color along with my battery dying fast I knew a knew. But not family?


 I noticed a police car out front the next morning. It had been there for about an hour. After The Gunshot the room above me lights came on so I figured maybe a guest made a complaint in the officers were just checking security cameras. That all changed when I noticed clean clothes officers hanging around. I told you I used to play in the streets I pick up on that very fast. It's even easier when you notice them searching the perimeter. I was starting to put things together I felt as if I was being set up and maybe he didn't need my shoes but he needed them and maybe he didn't need my shirt but he needed it. I started thinking what did I ever do to Anthony and then it hit me. I used to set up little Okie dokes and robberies myself and his brother-in-law was one of them. It was only $2,000 though. I thought to myself that's family. I ended up finally making it to Anthony's house meeting his girlfriend and her family along with Anthony's twin daughters who I hadn't seen since they lived up this way. Things were normal other than the pit bull standing on the pool table showing things while the young children Road skateboards around it at 3 in the morning."lmao" believe it or not that was the most normal thing I had seen so far on the trip and I could finally breathe. Along this trip it was like musical pistols they were coming and going. My eyes are always watching wherever they are I'm watching. We rode around a little bit I just wanted to make sure there was no beef because things just weren't right and I wasn't getting answers. It was finally time for me to head back to the city so I can catch my flight. We picked up Larry I believe his name was Larry then sat behind me. He was given a throwaway and I immediately turned around and said " f*** no you are not sitting behind me with that!!!" Anthony tells Larry "I almost shot this girl by accident last night.".."there goes another contradiction"I thought . I thought this because I knew for a fact that Larry new Mandy and Mandy new Larry. I quickly tried to figure out how this was part of the setup that I had been picking up on. Again I left little traps where I believed I got hits. As we're driving back we passed a group of police officers that just looked out of place almost like they were waiting for us. As we were riding down the highway Larry shows us a cell phone with software where he is spying on someone through their cameras and they had no idea. I knew at that very moment for sure my phone had been monitored by them the entire time I was there and that is why Anthony wanted it so bad the first night. They just couldn't help but show me that. I already knew things were going on by the weird things that were happening on my cell phone. They even tried to make me believe that Anthony didn't know about the app and that Larry could have potentially put it on Anthony's phone. I didn't say another word the whole ride back. Larry showed us that he was recording on his phone as well. I could see police headlights in the mirror and the only thing that I said was "it's funny how you can tell when they're pacing you.." I wasn't the only one who noticed. Anthony told me the morning after the incident he was followed. He had no issues getting lost though he told me. I felt the presence as we pulled into the hotel. Anthony had tried to get me to go to the casino a few times prior to dropping me off but my intuition was telling me that I was almost home.

  As I walked into the hotel I went to print out my boarding pass. I turned around look behind me any police officer wearing tactical gear came around the corner. He looked as if he wasn't expecting me to be standing there. You just after he passes me 2 men who look like guest checking in note this is 4 a.m. announce pretty loud that they were on the 5th and 6th floor. I noticed they only went to the third floor. I had already known something was happening. I spent some time out front of the hotel enjoying the night air before I went up. Really weird things started happening on my telephone which let me know I was being monitored at that moment. I started hearing people outside of my door. At 5:30 a.m. I received the call from Anthony. I answered "hello"  he immediately said "just making sure you're still awake just making sure you still awake." I was in the shower at that time. I heard people moving the gate outside of my window and that's when I heard the door that connects the room to mine start to move. I yelled out "what?" Not knowing Anthony was still on the phone. Anthony asked who I I was talking to I replied "does it sound like I'm talking?" At this time I knew something funny was going on so I didn't explain much to him either. I think it freaked him out he hung up immediately. It's almost like he thought someone was on their way to my room. I stayed up Turnin all the lights off and searching the entire room including pulling the vents out of the ceiling in the bathroom. I was looking for anything and everything. Anthony had left a recording device in my room that I questioned him about a day before. I heard people around my doors and window for the next couple hours until it was time for me to leave. I would just yell out "just knock."


 I kept everything on my mind for the trip home and then it hit me I have no friends and I was in the middle of something. After being home for a day and talking to my lawyer about the funny things that were happening I put it together. I wasn't supposed to make it out of there. During the first night while calling for company Anthony must have called undercover police conducting an undercover sting. He was letting them know the location. There may have been talks of illegal drugs as well. After the gunshot it was a wrap they were on my room and they had been following me as well as Anthony for the rest of my stay. During one of Anthony's random trips away from the room him and his crew did something sinister. The lick the move I spoke of well they had me set up as the fall guy. They ronned and murdered a Mexican plug leaving my shirt along with Footprints and shoe at the scene. The round they left in my wall match the round in the plug. The company from the first night was not from the website they were there to leave things in the room as well. They put blood in the bathroom. They had also left for rings in the room. The shot that Anthony accidentally let off is the only reason I made it out of the city. The police were monitoring my room. The last night when I refused to go to the casino Larry was supposed to come pay me a visit but was unable to because of the investigation going on. I was the positive Anthony was the negative.