Blake moved close to me, then wrapped her arm around the front of my body. “She sounds like a trash-ass bitch. Let’s get up so we can get packed.”
I looked down at her. There was no need to argue. “Let me text Grady and tell him to get you a ticket too. He’s getting the ticket and going to meet us at the airport.”
She kissed my lips, then got up from the couch. I pulled my phone out and texted Grady. It didn’t surprise me when he texted back that he already got it. That was comical because we never talked about her coming with us. I guess he knew her like I did. She wouldn’t just stay here. We were committed to each other in every way.
The flight that Grady booked left in two hours after I got the call. It was a mad dash to the airport. We all legally carried andchecked firearms, so that took another few minutes. It was a short flight. I was in communication with Stefy the entire time. He sent a car to pick us up from the airport.
The car took us straight to my house. When we pulled up, I wanted to fucking cry, and that said a lot. It wasn’t completely burned down, but it was severely damaged. It was then that I remembered I never looked at the cameras. “Let me look at these fucking cameras.”
“Damn, bro, you haven’t done that yet?” Grady asked.
We hadn’t gotten out of the car yet. Blake sat next to me with her head on my shoulder. This was the first time that Grady or anyone outside of her parents, Seneca, Stitch, and her girls had seen her in a soft manner. I loved that our relationship gave her comfort and safety that she felt she could do so.
“Nah, we been on the move. I wanted to get here.”
I pulled up the camera feed to scan them. Sure as shit stinks, there it was. The same nigga months ago that was on Lashonda’s couch when she called me to come over for some fucking rent was in the house, lighting shit on fire. What hurt the most was that Lashonda’s stupid ass directed him as to what to torch.
This shit was diabolical. I had never wanted to slap a bitch as much as I did right now. “I swear, when you try to look out for people, even when they don’t deserve it, it will always come back to bite you in the ass. I built this house for me, and I should have kept it for me. She came fussing about rent or some shit. I can’t even remember. I said cool and gave her my shit. Yeah, it was still in my name, but still.
“Her ass doesn’t pay a fucking bill in here, not one. This is how she does me. What the fuck?”
Blake wrapped her arm around me. “I know, baby, but it’s going to be alright. You have insurance, right?”
My face contorted. “You think they’re going to pay out when this is arson? Yeah, I have insurance, but that shit is null andvoid. Once they do their investigation, they’re going to see the same thing that we just saw.” My head fell back on the seat. “I hate this fucking lady.”
“Aye, man, let’s go see the damage. It might not be as bad as you think. Stefy and the boys are at the shop, cleaning up. He said that the shop wasn’t damaged as bad, because they caught it.”
I huffed then opened the door and climbed out. After I helped my baby out of the car, we walked toward the house. The keyless lock didn’t work, so I used my key. The gasp that came out once we got inside was loud. My hand smacked away the tear that slipped out.
Blake stepped in front of me, wrapped her arms around me, and hugged me the tightest that she ever had. It felt like there was one of her weighted blankets around me. “Baby, I promise it’s going to be alright. I’m so sorry this happened to you.” She turned her body slightly, but she didn’t let me go. “Where is Lashonda now?” she asked Grady.
Grady snickered as he shook his head. “Her and that nigga is held up at Capital O. We got eyes on them.”
Capital O Empire was a hotel on the other side of town. You would think that she had enough sense to get the fuck out of town. She probably couldn’t afford to. “Let’s go to the shop, then we can make our way to Capital O.”
From the house, it didn’t take long to get to the shop. When we got there, from outside, you really couldn’t tell that there was damage. A nigga was happy that we didn’t keep any shady shit in our shops. I had separate warehouses for shit like that, that she damn sure didn’t know about.
We ran as an auto body shop and a chop shop. It was ironic because we had a contract with Chicago police to service their fleet. That was where the money was. Our contracts withcompanies brought us hundreds of thousands between all my shops.
The shop didn’t look like it had too much damage on the outside, but it was a different story on the inside. “Muthafucka, yeah, this bitch is going to have to see me. She has me completely fucked up. I’m gonna have to meet her where she has me fucked up at.”
Blake had been quiet for the most part. That was understandable. What the hell was she supposed to say? Although she was quiet, I knew she was angry. I knew the moods and movements of my woman. She may have been able to hide her emotions from others, but I was different. We were each other’s person.
She wouldn’t show her wrath now, but I was sure it would come out when she met my mother. I wouldn’t stop her either. At this point, she deserved everything that she got.
We were about to leave when two cars pulled up.Who the fuck is this?From the corner of my eye, I saw my baby pull her gun and discretely hold it to her side. Grady did the same.
The windows were tinted, so I couldn’t see shit. The driver of the second car got out, then came around to the passenger back door. Four men got out of the front car. My brow rose.Who the fuck are these white boys?
The back door of the second car was opened by the driver. A man stepped out. “Oh my God,” Blake mumbled.
My head snapped to Grady. “I see it, nigga,” Grady simply said.
This man stole my entire fucking face. He smoothly walked over to me. He wore a five-piece suit that was clean as hell, I couldn’t even lie. “Hello, Scott. I’m Killian McLeod. It’s nice to meet you.”
I was stuck for a moment. I didn’t want to assume he was who I thought he was, but how could I not? “Um, okay. What’s up?”
“I heard about what happened here and at your house. I’m sorry that happened. Your mother is a lot to deal with.”
