“What I tell you? Now, stop with all that.”
I guess she heard the warning in his tone, because her face twisted, but she didn’t say anything else. His hand lifted to my chin, and he turned my head to face him.
“You ready to catch this nigga?”
I nodded eagerly. Knowing Trell’s crazy ass was out there halfway stalking me was getting to me. The sooner Mekhi took care of him, the sooner my life returned to normal.
“Good. I got a plan.”
I couldn’t wait to hear it, but he made us all go to the living room first before calling in his guys. When everybody was finally there, he started to explain.
“You know Jarell got the wallet of one of the niggas who was working with Trell. Well, I got him. And I got something that’s gon’ make him want to cooperate with me.”
I bit down on my lower lip before speaking up. “What do you have?”
He looked at me, but before he could say anything, Mekhayla smirked in my direction. “Trust me, you don’t want to know.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but Mekhi was talking again.
“Trell had him watching you, Farrah. So, I’ma give this shit a couple of days to blow over then have him call Trell. Tell him you ditched Steel and Jarell, and you’re at your parents’ house by yourself. That should get him there.”
“And I’ll be waiting on him?” I said, ready for whatever was about to happen.
Mekhi looked at me like I was crazy. “Hell, no. Your car might be there, but you won’t.”
Immediately, I shook my head. “That’s not going to fool him. What if he tries to confirm what that man tells him? He’s going to know if someone else drove my car to the house. I think I really need to go.”
“Who asked what you were thinking?” he snapped, rubbing an impatient hand over his face.
I jumped up from my seat on the couch. “Look! I’m tired of Trell and his bullshit. If all I gotta do is go to my house and draw him out?—”
Mekhi sprang up just as quickly as I had. Before I could take a breath, he was in my face, his hands on my shoulders.
“I don’t know what that nigga got planned. I’m not risking you like that, Farrah.”
“Why not?” Gillian mumbled.
He grilled her, his handsome face a mask of anger. “Because she’s… because I…”
I waited for him to finish, waited to hear him say what I was, what I meant. My stupid heart was pounding, excited and scared about what he might reveal. But instead, he just shook his head.
“I’m just not.”
Mekhi was used to his word being law, and I usually gave in. But this time, I had a feeling that I needed to press him. Trell liked something about me and if we could use that, then, fuck it, we were going to use it!
“Mekhi,” I began softly. “We already know he’ll show his face when he thinks I’m vulnerable. I’m not saying I have to be by myself. You can lie down in the back of my car and ride over there with me. Hell, your whole team can storm in right after he gets there. But I need to be there. He needs to see me at that house.”
He was shaking his head again already when Steel spoke up.
“Shit, she probably right, Khi. And we can be right there when he shows up. Park a street over or some shit and put eyes on the house.”
Mekhi scoffed. “What if something happens before y’all can get there?”
“It’s not!” I cut in. “You’re going to be there with me. Mekhi, we can do this. We can finally see what he’s up to.”
He looked at me for a long time. I made sure I kept my eyes on his, wanting him to see how sure I was. Finally, he gave a quick nod. I smiled and threw my arms around him, glad he was listening.
“Ay, but this goes just like I say. And if I feel anything is off, we canceling it,” he warned.
