I began making weekly runs to Brooklyn, where I’d pick up, say, thirty pounds of weed and ten ounces of coke. On the arm, they called it, or on consignment. I’d take it back to Jersey, where I developed a little crew to help me move the product. We’d sell out pretty quickly, then pay back the $75,000 or so I owed on the next week’s trip to Brooklyn. Rinse and repeat.
