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🙎‍♀️ Chapter 28 🙎‍♀️

             🙎‍♀️ Chapter 28 🙎‍♀️

             🙎‍♀️ Antoine's pov 🙎‍♀️

  I think it hard to believe that Demar had been holding his glock without gloves, when was he not wearing them as if his life depended upon them. I can't even picture him without them to the way how I was use to seeing him in them, he's the only chappa that is always careful and wearing his gloves. How, why and what had he been doing to end up dropping his gun over the fence of the prime minister's yard. I have told him that this is his chance to prove himself genuine or else I was revoking to pass on the donship to him and give it to anyone else who is willing to prove themselves.

  I told him that no one was coming to help him retrieve it and that he better not come back without it. Let's see how he manages that pressure on his own, motherfucker what did he think I train him and put him where he's at in life for? I thought angrily. He's so much like Dean, love having there own ways and don't wanna take no talk.

  My phone rings waking me up early the next morning. "What's up Quenger?"

  "A Anthonia Flowers dey right out here suh sey she come to har puppa," he stated then pause.
 

  "Eh!" I exclaim shaking the sleepiness out of me then ask him to repeat.

   I thought hard but did not know who that is. "A'right let har in, mi a forward a probably some relative or other," I told him and end the call.

  Har puppa?! She look around Dean age. A who di hell dat? I wonder while brushing my teeth and washing my face. I drive out and went to the entrance where Quenger was, I was shock when I saw the young woman who bore striking resemblance to me. Quenger and a few other chappas look at me, they whispered among themselves and I knew I had trouble on my hands.

  "Hello morning, can I help you?" I ask when I reach a feet of where she was leaning on her car.

She hissed her teeth nastily and cut her eyes with a fluttering of her eyelash at me, I was a bit taken aback. "A wha dis man?! Suh early to!" I exclaim in annoyance at her behaviour.

"If a tell yuh a wha dis- dis mawnin' yah man buoy whateva yuh bi! Mi a almost twenty-three and a wan all a dem year dey from yuh wey yuh neva a bi a fada, puppa, whateva. Suh yuh try come carry mi guh wey yuh kotch, cause a nuh you alone can sue people," I could only stand there trying to decipher what she was saying through her accent and her claims.

I look towards Grung who was just now approaching, then toward Quenger and the others who have heard her outburst. Mi caan badda wid nuh stress ina di day yah, I took out my phone and went oneside where I call Erica and explain to her why she should make a DNA appointment right away. The woman's resemblance to me bothers me and after telling Grung the situation I told her that she should meet me back here this evening.

  "A lie yah tell! Yuh think a now mi a try get to yuh an' mommy a sey fi leave yuh in peace, you and har betta sey uno prayers a yuh worst nightmare dis!" She said loudly with attitude immeasurable.

  I had to just stand there and look at her good, when I finally get a grip of the situation I was totally lost for words. A mussi Dean set har up pon mi to rass, cause har attitude rotten just like fi har own. I swallowed the lump in my throat before trying to speak.

"What's your mother's name?" I ask her calmly.

   She looked and me side ways then said. "She name Ms. Parks, di teacher wey yuh force and grind off when yuh a guh Champion."