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Jubba's POV
Present Day
Wednesday 3:20 AM
My phone is ringing, I stretch my hand and pick it up off the bedside table without opening my eyes. I press the side button to silence it but after a few seconds, it starts ringing again.
I open my eyes, look at the screen and groan before answering.
Me: Wah gwaan Artist?
Artist: Yow mi G mi inna deep shit mi need yuh help.
Me: Wah yuh do now?
Artist: Mi a lef d show and a fool violate mi and mi fuck him up but mi never realise seh camera deh pon d building.
Me: Him dead?
Artist: Yah
Me: Mi tired fi chat to yuh enuh, yuh come outta d bloodclaat ghetto but yuh still a hol' on to certain fuckry! A nuff money dis ago cost yuh enuh.
Artist: Mi know man but help mi out please.
Me: D man not even deh yah but send mi d information and mi soon call yuh back.
I end the call and sit upright in the bed before dialling Alex's number. It rings but he doesn't pick up so I call Shan and she answers.
Shan: Hey Punk, yuh cyaan sleep a yuh bed a night time?
Me: [Laugh] no, mi miss yuh.
Shan: Mi have somn fi tell yuh but mi know a Alex yuh want. He's in the shower, let me bring the phone in there.
Me: Alright, thanks.
Alex: Why yuh nah sleep?
Me: Mi did a sleep enuh Boss but d Artist link mi.
Alex: Cho bloodclaat wah him do now?
Me: Kill a man and him think it got caught on camera.
Alex: Nya mi can do a quick job before we leave?
Alex: Shanya seh yeah, tell him twenty million and him affi gimmie permission fi tek it outta him account because yuh know mi nah work without full payment and this urgent and him cyaan send all a dat now. If him good wid dat mi can maths it up yah now.
Me: Alright Boss, mi soon call yuh back but check yuh phone mi ago send yuh d details.
I end the call and call back the artist.
Artist: Yow
Me: Him can dweet but it ago cost yuh twenty mil, yuh know seh him no work unless him get full payment so yuh need fi give him d go ahead fi tek it outta yuh account.
Artist: Alright tell him fi do him ting, thanks mi G.
Me: Next time mi see yuh mi a slap yuh inna yuh head, knock some sense inna it.
Artist: [Laugh] next three months dat, mi a go pon tour.
Me: Alright fool mi will call yuh back when him done.
I end the call and dial Alex's number; he answers on the first ring.
Alex: Jubba
Me: Boss him seh fi do yuh ting.
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