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“Alisha ain’t been at the house.”

My face tightened. “What you mean?”

“She ain’t been staying there.”

“How long?”

“About two weeks.”

I stared at him. “Two weeks?”

“Yeah.”

I didn’t say shit for a second. I knew she wasn’t coming to court or she wasn’t answering my calls. But I didn’t know she had stopped staying at the house too. “Where she at?”

Rell shook his head. “That’s what I’m trying to find out.”

I rubbed my jaw. “You don’t know?”

“Nah, I’ve had people checking the house.”

“She ain’t been there.” I leaned back because that shit didn’t sit right with me. “Anybody know where she went?”

“Not yet.”

I nodded slowly. “Brittany?”

“She’s still with her Grandma.”

At least I knew my daughter was good. I looked down at the table. Every court date, I had looked for Alisha, but she wasn’t there. Just an empty seat where I kept expecting her to be. And every time I called her, she didn’t answer. I had been telling myself she was still mad. Hell, she had every right to be, but now she wasn’t even staying at home? That shit was different and out of character for her.

Rell watched me. “You want me to find her?”

I looked up. “Yeah.”

“I’ll see what I can find.”

“Don’t have nobody approaching her.”

“I got you.”

“I just need to know where she at.”

Rell nodded, I leaned forward. “And when you find her, tell her to answer my calls.”

He looked at me. “She probably don’t want to talk.”

“I don’t give a fuck She’s my wife. She can be mad, she can cuss me out, she can tell me to go to hell.” I paused. “But she needs to answer that damn phone.”

Rell nodded. “And if she don’t?”

I looked him dead in his face. “Tell her it’s gonna be a motherfucking problem.”

He gave me a look but didn’t say nothing. I wasn’t asking him to threaten her. I just needed Alisha to stop shutting me out. Rell stood when the guard came over. “I’ll find her.”

I nodded. “And handle the other shit.”

“I got it.” He started walking away.