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🔗 Chapter 19 🔗

            🔗 Chapter 19 🔗

          🔗 Antoine's pov 🔗

  Finding Dean with Adajay made me happy, she was right I did not take her anywhere though I keep wanting to. I park over the gas station beside the Hunts Bay police station and walk over there. I was tired to have to come here and I want so much to just be done with Steffanique's dead rass once and for all. I met Grung in the station and hand him the jeep key and my phone, he left and I was sent to the interrogation room.

"Tsk," I hissed and sighed as I was searched and led there by two police officers.

  A fist to the side of my face had be backing up out of the room I hadn't entered fully. "I'm tired of you taking us for fool," detective Orville shouted in my face.

  I knew it was no use hitting him back, he was probably trying to get me to act in anger, the door closes and he began to rain his fists at my face and just about anywhere on my upper body. When he eased off I took a deep breath and looked hard at the one way glass, I saw Trina and knew that I was fucked. She has not done what I had told her, but I was sticking to my plan and sinking her I will.

She better enjoy this show of me getting beat up because it is her first and her last, I was not going to kill her but make her life in prison a living hell. I was grieved to be put under arrest and I was flung into the wall of the jail cell by two of the detectives. My upper body ache from the punches that I had received and I was told I wasn't getting my one phonecall until they felt like it.

  When I finally got it the next day I made sure to warn Dean to not go anywhere, no one will be looking for her where she was. If I could kill Steffanique again I would, but for now I was making a list in my head of whom I was good to take down. My life was not easy, it's like I'm never going to get anu peace- if it was not one thing then it was another.

  For one whole week I was taken from my cell and taken to the interrogation room where I was beaten my both local and overseas law enforcement. I was getting harsh interrogation for a missing Glen who had ratted and sent overseas whom I hope Chadwick gives a painful death or is making suffer right now and then there was photos of me and Alkaline that were surfacing the internet.

The following week when I was taken into interrogation I broke the two detectives hands, a police offtcers jaw and about a dozen ribs. I was shocked to unconciousness and when I resurface I was stringed up on the chains.

  "A mercy mi a have pon uno, one a uno fucking touch mi again an' si!" I said deadly.

One of the two overseas detective says. "You feel you're untouchable and that's where you're wrong, you're not."

  "And you feel you and your family are untouchable, I will send yuh back up in a yuh MUMMA!" I told him low and angry.

"Give us the information we need or I'm going to fuck you up," he said walking towards me.

"Doe mek mi get dark! Mi give uno all a di information wey mi have, mi guh duh uno dutty work fi uno and yet still mi dey yah suh! Let me outta dis bloodclaate or else dark rain a guh fall," I curse threatening dem.

"So it cannot fall on you?" He ask laughing.

"You well waan tek out your anger pon me, it look like di dead gal mean more tuh yuh dan wey yuh let on. As wey mi si you and har corrupt a like and yuh gon dead just like har, who to tell if anuh yuh stinking ass you a try cover!" I told him and saw his left eye flutter a bit.

  He cleared is throat and begin to say. "All your threats-"

"Your hands are dirty and you're mixed up in human trafficking as well, that is the real reason you're still here and it's because Jamaica's law enforcement are sell out against their own why I'm here right now. When mi done sue- a gon build a fortress round a Rema," they all stood looking at me.