Vendetta | Nicki Minaj & August Alsina

18. The Search

Crystal Matsu
Keep Looking
10:49 pm

The whole room was in complete panic mode. Papers flying everywhere, and file cabinets ripped out of the drawers.
"Found anything?" I said a little out of breath, ripping through papers.

"Nothing yet," Jonas answered. "I've known her for five years! I think I would have known or at least would have had an idea. You guys aren't going to find anything."

"Shut up," I shot my head in his direction and quickly turned back. "Besides, I don't think she'd tell you that her dad is the world biggest drug dealer." I scrolled through my computer in anger and looked back at Jonas in frustration. "You've known her for five years and still don't know her last name?!" I yelled. He opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off. "Hold on!" I yelled. "When we went to those 'Mommy & Me' classes together, she would always have bodyguards surrounding her." I switched my lips to the side and thought for a second.

Trey laughed. "You went to 'Mommy & Me' classes?" I stayed quiet, ignoring him.

"They only called her by her first name though..." I trailed off. "What other proof do we have? These files on Thaddeus are getting us nowhere. It only mentions he has 3 kids. Who the hell is this information even being collected from?"

"So nobody knows this bitch's last name?" Trey asked. Adonis's head shot up at the word 'bitch'. Trey quickly apologized. Adonis was the only person who wasn't helping look for any information. It was like he was in complete denial. "I mean, have you even tried to ask?" Adonis's face went stale at the stupid question, but then lifted up a little.

"You never did." I slowly stood up. "Did you?" He shook his head, looking down at the floor. He exhaled loudly and rubbed his face.

"She knows everything about me. Probably been plotting on a nigga and ever since. I tell her almost everything, and I don't even know her last name." He stood up, then he roughly grabbed his phone out of his pocket and started dialing. I sat on the end of the couch and put my head in my hands.

"Aye, I got a question," he said to the person on the other line. "Yeah, I know." He started chuckling. "Yeah, ok, but for real. I got a question. What's your last name?" He paused. "Nigga, you know mine." He laughed again. "Raja Nicole Costello, huh?" He said looking over at me. "Yeah that's all." He paused again. "I'll see you later on... Okay.... Alright, bye," he hung up and threw his phone at the wall. It shattered.

"Do what y'all want with that information," he snatched his jacket off the couch and stormed out of the door.

a/n: short but important chapters are my favorite ☺️