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"You better not harm one hair on her head. I swear before everything I know and love that you will pay for this," I said standing up and pacing the aisle.
"Jacob, you’ve become tough in your adult life, but I’m not scared of you. The hollering is coming from the little nigger that you love so much. You can go ahead and stay in Miami, because you'll have no reason to be in Atlanta once I put a bullet in her pretty little face." I could hear Destiny mumbling, obviously pleading for her life.
"Please don't shoot me," she said weakly.
"Or maybe I'll pop her in her heart so it can stop beating first. Either way is fine with me, just so long as she stops breathing."
"You wouldn’t do anything like that…" I said, understanding for the first time the gravity of Justine's instability. "Justine, don't do this."
"I wouldn’t if you had just answered the phone and talked to me. I wouldn’t if you had not walked out on me. But now, I would and I will. She's as good as dead…" was the last thing she said before the phone line went dead.
I rushed to the front of the plane to the cockpit. "Get me back to Atlanta now!" I told the pilot.
"Right now, boss?"
"Right now!" I screamed.
I tried calling Justine back, but got no answer. The sad look I left on Destiny's face rushed into my mind. I would make Justine pay for deceiving me and hurting Destiny, if it was the last thing I did.
