Meet Celest Lia, a regular-degular teen with a heart full of hope and promise. She portrays a peaceful character, free from drama and stress, until the day she cross paths with her wildest dream.
Then there's Kevaun Wright, the exotic Don from Spani...
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As I speed down the high way, the song 'Crook' by Maliedon blasts through my car speakers and my friend, Brandon and I vibe to the music.
We're running a little late for his girl ALila's birthday dinner in Kingston and I'm still fuming from earlier.
A few hours earlier.
I glare at each of the people in front of me, studying them as I try to identify the culprit. 5000us was stolen from me, and the betrayal from them angers me more.
It isn't about the money; it is about the principle.
I've been blind to the traitor in our midst, and now I am determined to find out who it is. I kept searching for the guilt across their faces, but there was none, only fear. And no one spoke up. My anger simmers just below the surface and I clutch my glock, staring at the bloody floor.
Releasing a breath, I ease off the deep freeze and fold my arms. "Me ago ask this one more time.." I step forward, tapping the gun with my finger tips.
"Which one a uno thief from mi?" My voice comes out louder than I intended, but I could care less.
Again, there no answer.
The grip I have on my gun tightens and in a split second, the very first person I see receives a head shot.
Their screams fill the room, and I watch the male bleed out with a plain expression. In minutes, his life leaves his body and he lays flat on his back.
My eyes wonder back to the 4 persons tied up as I watch them all struggle to pull free from the ropes.
But as I am about to move off, the female breaks the silence.
"P-please don't... I-it was Max. He told me he was gonna do it and I tried to stop h-im but he did it anyway.:
My eyes narrow in anger as she blurts out and I clench my jaws, but a sense of relief washes over me as now know who the culprit is.
"Yuh know wah fi do," I say to Brandon, tucking my gun in my waistband before leaving the room.
In a few minutes everybody in deh suh suppose to dead, including the girl.
She a informa.. and informa fi dead.
I stand next to my car, waiting for Brandon to exit the building.
Fucking... max.
Like dah bwoy deh nuh love life eno
How the fuck could he steal from me when I am the one taking care of him and his sick mother?
Him fi grateful fi weh me a do fi him but see cause him too bloodclaatt red eye and selfish, he had to do some shit like this.
