Following Day

- I S A I A H -

At this point my patience is running thin. My integrity on not hitting woman is the only reason I haven't slapped the f-ck outta her to wake up.

Across from me is Jay. Nonchalantly he's smoking a blunt. To him, he's here because I need help getting information out of Emiza. But in reality, he's here 'cause I want to see her face when she sees him here. With me.

If Emiza is working with his brother, her first reaction when she wakes and sees him will give me enough evidence to tell if he's working with them too.

What if she acts oblivious? What then?

Let's see.

Growing impatient, I walk over and grab the bucket filled with water and ice. This must wake har up.

Hearing jay chuckle to himself, I aim it over her head and empty it in one go.

As thought, she wakes instantly. Jolting, she fails. Looking down at her foot that's bound to the ground with chains. She look up at me, frantically she gets to yelling.

"Are you f-cking crazy?"

"Perché cazzo sono in catené?"

("Why the f-ck am I in chains")

"No comprendo" I reply. No have the time fi speak no foreign language right now.

She laughs. Twisting her hands behind her, she snaps to herself in Italian when she realize there's no point in moving.

"Yo fawud" I call Jay over to me.

He moves off. She looks over at him. Confusion quickly covers here face. Her eyes squinting. Brows furrowed. She looks between us a few more time. Bewildered.

"So what, y'all working together now? I thought you wanted this nigga dead" She says to him.

Just as her, his brows meet. But his body language shows calmness. Not the slightest bit of change in his form is evident. Either he's good at acting, or.

"Dah mad gyal yah a chat bout?" He release a cloud of smoke.

"What he said....Watchu talking bout?" I pose his question to her.

She begin laughing "don't act as if you're clueless" she turns to me "him and your bitch's baby father came to kill you that night. Claiming you're a threat to his establishment."

Rome? As in Naomi's baby father? The nigga life I've been spearing for the sake of Imani. Knowing how important it is to grow up with a father.

It's always the play you neglect to make.

Facts. Never have I yet missed the opportunity to make a crucial move. Now me G under ground and me nephew ago grow up without him 'cause a it.

With the thought of OG being right about 'my lack of' since being with Ny, I shake my head to get rid of it instantly. There's no way I can put this f-ck up on my relationship. Since the beginning she warned me to stay on top of my game.

I hiss. I swiftly pull my gun and point it at Jay. He's still calm. Puffing on his weed as if she didn't just tell me that he wanted to kill me. As if she didn't just confirm he killed Calc.

"Yah listen to dah ediat gyal yah dawg?" He reply. Smoke releasing from his mouth with each word.

"Ediat gyal" she attempts at mocking him "I wasn't that when you called my uncle asking him to send me to do a grown man's job."

"Dah ediat gyal yah just solve me bestfriend murder, so yea me a listen to har" I answer him.

He chuckles and shake his head. He knows me too well and mi nuh comfortable with that.

Been around you too long.

Too long.

Laughing at his antiques, I lean my head to the side. The gun still pointing at him "know yah get too b-mboclaat comfortable wid man yow."

"Watch it out a me way" he jokes, the splif resting at the corner of his mouth.

In hindsight, there's no possible way Jays the one that came with Rome to take me out. All a we did a vibe before everything unfold. And when it did, I remember seeing this nigga taking them out skillfully. On the other hand, I remember being below the shooter and he was fully covered the entire time.

A thought comes to mind. She say Rome and Jay. Simply mean she think Jay is Snippa, his brother.

Snipper and Rome. Teaming up to get me out the game.

This has OG written all over it. That's the only way Rome's charges could've been dropped. Criminal record clean. Out on the street to start fresh again.

Just. As. I. Did.

It all makes sense. Retrieving my phone, I send Dre a message to search for Rome's surveillance footage up until the time Ny went missing. If Snippa and Rome a work together, simply mean Emiza could be working with Rome too. Hence the reason she said they called to have her do a man's job.

As the gears grind in my head, my emotions start going into overdrive. Everything that I stood for means nothing.

Everyone a dem f-ka yah ago see and feel the wrath of me. Loyalty out the window. Feelings means zero to nothing.

Until mi have me wife a foot and dem scabby yah unalive. A straight grimy mode.

Pulling the chair to position it before her, I sit. My gun resting on my lap, my hands folded.

"See how easy you ratted on yah circle. You ain't learned shit from being round high rankers" I retort.

"F-ck you Zy. One by one the empire your tryna create gone crumble. Only person I'm sorry for at this point is your unborn" without hesitation, I spin the gun on my index finger, buttom facing up.

Knocking her upside the head with it, blood oozes down her face. Her cries sounds like music to my ears.

Nah go threaten me woman and yute and feel a suh it go.

Seconds later, a slap connects with her face curtesy of Jay "watch yuh mouth".

Man a defend we woman G.

Tsk.

"If you dare say that shit again or disrespect my wife, you gone regret the f-ck out of it" I step away. Jay replace me were I was seated, his gun now aiming at her.

"Weh di man wife deh crack head?" He asks. She spits, it lands beside him.

"Fottuto negro stupido"

"Who yah call stupid nigga" his hands connects with her cheeks again. She begins to sob.

Just gone allow him to beat on your babymother.

Lock off yow.

Standing at the table that has all the equipments for torturing. I grab the taser and test it. It crackles when I test its voltage. By the sound of it, she looks at me in shock.

"Zy" she pleads.

"One way to save yah self. You smart ion need to explain" I walk over to her.

"I can't, he'd kill me for going against him" she's talking bout OG.

Stepping behind her, I slowly move her hair aside. Her bare neck comes in view.

"Such clean skin" I bend and place traces of kisses on it.

She lowly moans. She's liking it. But not for long before I tase her exactly where I kissed. She screams out. Her body shakes due to the electric effect.

Walking around, I lift her head. Her eyes half closed "either I kill you or he does. Choose wisely."

Glimpsing Jay, he's bewildered. Not sure if it's 'cause of the kiss or what. Either way I don't give a f-ck.

"Okay" she whimpers.

"...I don't know where she is, but I know where her baby father is staying at" I chuckle sinisterly.

She expect man fi believe that?

"Come better than that, lies ain't gone cut it" she begins to laugh. More so at me it seems.

Jay chuckles and walk over to the table. Not caring what he grabbed, I increase the taser voltage.

This ago be a long day. Ago torture the f-ck outta har until she tell me weh me woman deh.

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- S N I P P A -

Dragging on the cigarette, I slide the call icon to answer the call.

"Gramps."

Hear di man.

"What is the status on the girlfriend" Jay likkle eye candy.

Cyah believe di man fall fi a gyal weh a breed fi such man. Him not even get a feel off a di p-ssy, yet still him whipped.

Original gyal clown.

Know if a did me approach it before di belly me coulda swoop har in quick and easy like baby maths.

"A wait on a call from your daughter" I tell him.

"My neice pendejo" he yells into the phone.

Removing it from my ears I look at it, my face scrunch up. Like him a try make man go def before time.

Nah join fi him club enuh.

Placing it back at my ears I say "same deference me Gad. As me a seh, a wait on her fi call me back."

"Im not paying you to sit and wait. I need the job done. If I have to lift my finger to get it done I might as well get rid of you both" joke ting?

"Hear me a say nuh boss man. Yuh niece show me a pree seh she have the man inah har possession. Just a wait pan fi har call fi make a move. Aside from that him woman still lock dung wid fada Rome."

Hearing him mutter to himself, I puff on the cigarette and look out into the city light ahead.

Proud a how me manage fi govern all a this.

My mind shifts to the wanna be yawd man. Have the audacity fi fawud pan man territory and a make demands.

Man save yuh life still. Weh him ah ask fah in return nah shift we pocket or we status.

True dat. If more than anything him fawud and a supply man wid the highest quality me ever come cross. Not fi mention the money weh it have man a mek.

Which is why me wah get rid a him as the middle man. Replace him and conduct business directly wid the man in charge.

Realize yah go make the same mistake twice right?

Wouldn't say the same. Going against and working with the top man dem a two different things.

"How long has it been since you've heard from her?"

"Few hours."

"Non Bene"

("No good.")

"I should've went with the gut feeling to not get her involved" weh him a try seh.

"....Get in contact with that Rome fella and get an update this instant. I'll reach out to my niece myself."

"Ah mi bo..." the phone call ends before I could finish.

I shake my head.

Taking a pull, I dial his number. It rings, but no answer. I try again.

This time he picks up "Chop".

"Wah di movements?" He answers.

"You tell me. Old man a trip out mi gad. Wah the update pan such b."

He hiss and breathes out "gyal a blow mi fuse dawg. Yuh sure him nuh wah me kill it?"

"Nah man. Nuh hear weh man seh? If we kill har di dawg ago retaliate. Him nuh ready fi dah move deh yet" I inform him.

And me agree. Although me want him three points get take, we cyah make nuh other irrational moves.

We see how that turn out when we fly him nigga bat. Cyah have the old man a pree we as waste.

"Think yuh did love the b still. Make yuh wah get rid a it?" I ask him. Nuh him seh dem have bond.

"Neva expect di gyal fi guh breed yuh zimie. Pan tap a it, she a move side ways wid man business bro G. Might as well just end it yasso."

Wonder a wah suh make dem man yah sprung pan dah one b deh? Anuh the best thing pan di market suh me nuh overstand.

First a Jay-Don now fada Rome.

A thought comes to mind.

If things go as plan, might just kill dah yankee bwoy deh and take him spot. Turn har innah me personal woman.

Like betrayal a yuh strong point.

Neva dat! Just a show them clown yah how it's done.

Oh. Same thing still enuh mad head.

"As mah seh. Low dat" I tell him.

"...Another thing. How long now since yuh hear from such b?" I ask him

"Dawg from she cut weh from innah the yesterday me nuh glimpse or hear from it" he informs me.

"Oh. Sure she got this govern man. Nuh know why the old man a screw."

"A wah tell yuh seh, mi a hear a conversation before she cut yesterday with she and such man. Something bout baby father, look like di man did breed it one a eh time" he says.

"Yaah seh. Probably dats why we nuh hear nothing from her yet man. Probably a f-ck dung di place. Goodbye sex she goodly a fling pan him deh now" I joke.

"Nah show yuh man. An a dat deh man deh me baby mada choose fi go ketch belly fah."

Man cut up yuh f-ck. Must commit suicide when me knock it and breed it next.

"No joke."

After warning him again to hold off on hurting his hostage, I wrap up the call.

Resting the cigarette in the ash tray, I send a message to my official partner letting him Know where right on schedule.

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- G R A N D - F A T H E R -

Shutting the door behind my assistant as she walks out, I saunter over to my desk. Pulling the chair out I turn in the it. My focus now out the window.

Taking the phone from the pockets of my jackets, I take a deep breath. Anticipating the phone call that could either make things go south or confirm that the plan is going smoothly.

If the union were to be aware of this unlawful act, I'd be viewed as a traitor. Going against family! As it's never been apart of our value.

Yet here I am. Doing exactly that. But I can't help it. I can't allow such valuable soldiers branch off to be on his own.

I've worked hard to not let it be that case. But when he approached me with the deal of gaining access to the South American, I had no choice but to agree. Knowing how much of a massive move it would be. Especially under my raps.

But with him signing off on every single trade. Increasing the union asses. Eyes are being turned his way and less on me.

I can't afford it. I won't allow it. It's either he yield to me or die. Either way, I'll be at the fore front and in charge of the entire operation again.

I have high hopes for him and Emiza. He's always had a special interest for her. When everyone else couldn't see it, I did.

But he never went through with it. He's always been able to honor the ethics practiced in the union.

Now with my consent, maybe they can pull something off enough for him to be blackmailed. Which will lead him to yielding to me.

At the sound of my phone ringing, I'm pulled from my thought instantly. Looking at it in my hands a smile appears on my face when I see Emiza's contact picture.

With fingers crossed, I answer "Amore".

"Sei sicuro che non possiamo rilasciara la donna? Lei è incinta."

("Are you sure we can't release the woman? she is pregnant.")

Didn't we agree on this already.

Strange.

"Perché l'improvviso cambiamento di opinione?"

("Why the sudden change of heart?")

Hearing her sniffle on the other end of the line, I could feel my heart racing. Palms becoming sweaty.

This doesn't feel good. Sniffling means crying. And there's only one reason for her to be crying.

"Are you okay? Is the target cooperating?" I inquire. I need to know that much before this conversation continues.

"He is. He's been" she pause...then continues "amazing to say the least. Everything is going as planned."

".....I just don't like the idea that we have a pregnant woman getting tortured. Let's just free her and I'll continue my duty."

Instantly turning it down I say "can't have that, we need her just in case he decides to do anything absurd.

Without a second passing by, my heart drop to the floor when I hear his voice. Right that instant I know my entire plan has failed.

"OG" he greets me.

Gulping at air, I stand from my chair. My free hand moving to my pants pocket. Even though in this moment I feel anxious, I gather myself in order to play it cool.

"My son" I answer him.

"Cut the b-llshit. You know what's the case since I'm on the line" always gets to the point.

"Well. It could be that I've finally given you the consent to bone my niece and you're telling me thanks."

He chuckles, he speaks to Emiza "tell him the truth."

My brows now furrowed out of confusion. I'm in a state of suspense, awaiting this truth he speaks of.

Hearing sob, soon after she begins to speak "Zy and I have been messing around since I was younger. We were in love actually. That time I requested and went away to boarding school, I was pregnant during those months. For him."

"...."

"..We had a beautiful baby girl who we lost because of my negligence. She drowned" her sobs increase.

"...before I die, just know that I stayed loyal to the end."

Loyal?

Loyal when she lied and messed around with him. Enough to create a child together?

"Isaiah!" I call him.

"Uncle in-law" he jeers me.

The nerves.

"I must commend you. You manage to do all that without me knowing. Yet you never lost your skills and respect."

"...however, I want you to know that disloyalty comes with a price" I inform him.

Hearing a sinister laugh on his end he yells "you dare speak of disloyalty?"

"Matter fact, I don't care to speak about what I know. What I need you to know is that I have snippers in position on the skyscraper ahead, waiting for my call to shoot" Look at the buildings ahead, I indeed sight the men he speaks of.

I move out of view in that instant, not after he says "makes no sense to run now, your entire guarded team and drivers are infiltrated with my men. There's no where to run."

F-ck!

He speaks again "....giving you ten seconds to tell me where my wife's at. Starting now."

"..."

"...eight seconds."

Emiza cries can be heard. She's sobbing breathlessly.

"...five seconds."

F-ck. Thinking of a way to get around this. I come up with nothing.

"....three seconds."

Shit.

".....one seco..."

I blurt out "fine! She's located in an abandon bank located east of liberty city, Miami."

"See. That was not hard to tell" he laughs sinisterly.

"....giving you less than sixty seconds to send the location over to me."

"...and by the way. Enjoy your spot at the top while it last" he threatens before hanging up.

Throwing the phone, in the glass ahead of me, I scream out loud. Feeling defeated.

Using both hands to slide everything off my desk to the side, the sound of them hitting the grown and shattered glass fills the room.

How did I ever thought I could've beat him at his own game.

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XO Chyna