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His friends helped carry out his wishes to be burnt and scattered on his parents' grave. The memorial was intimate and held in the house.

How am I going to raise this baby alone? I have been stuck in a depression for three and a half months, it has affected the baby, which has helped me get out, my purpose has shifted to taking care of the gift that is our baby but I can not do that well when I am constantly wondering who killed their father.

"I brought gifts!" Naledi screams bursting through the door.

"What did you get me?"

"New books and these cute earrings."

"Oh let me see." She hands me the bags, "Oh they are cute, thank you Nals."

"I wanted to start buying my munchkin something but you still won't tell me the gender."

"Cause I don't know! Buy them toys, boys and girls clothes, anything dude, they won't care, I promise."

"How do you know that you are not going to have a fussy baby?"

"I feel it in my bones."

"I'm supposed to trust your bones?"

"Uhm, yeah! Anyway, how are things with you?"

"Good, I am graduating soon, so that's a relief and Zale was talking about spending a holiday in Aruba or Italy."

"Oh fancy!"

"Girl I know, don't tell him this but I need to get a new passport." We share a laugh before she relaxes into her seat.

"Are you going to have a graduation party?"

"Definitely, the guys want to throw me one so either I allow them to plan and execute it or I can do that myself."

"It's so much better to do it yourself."

"Well, we are going to plan it, munchkin will be around three months when the party happens to you can come."

"Yeah, if I can find a sitter then I will be there."

"My mom will be in town so you already have a sitter."

"You want me there badly?"

"Yes, bitch."

"Wow, okay. Have they found the person who killed Pace?" The smile on her face drops as her glow fades "They haven't?" She nods. "Well, I hope they do."

We continued having a chat about our lives just updates on the things that happen to us.

Where do I start searching for an assassin? How do I find the person who killed Pace? His friends will not allow me to help them but maybe I can get someone to help me out, where do thugs hang out during the day? Would I be wrong to assume the bar? If I am, I will find someone to help me out.

Wild Hellions looks weird without the nightly aesthetic to it. I am nearly seven months pregnant and I am in a bar, what a way to attract attention.

There are a few people here, sitting eating and enjoying themselves.

I go to the bartender who seems busy making a cocktail.

"Hey, I wanted to know where can I find an assassin?" He looks taken back,

"I know a person." The lady next to me says. "Why?"

"Well, I need help finding one."

"That's tricky."

"How much are you willing to pay for information?"

"Ten grand." She slowly nods.

"What do you need to know?"

"Who killed Pacer Mohapi?"

"We will see what we can do." I hope I am not getting ripped off.

When I got back home, I could sense something was off, I reached for my taser, I did not want to get a gun, they told me it is risky staying here but I had to, this place reminds me of him.

There is no point of creeping in because I am too fucking heavy.

"It's just me." Amari.

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Why were you at a bar looking for information about Pacer's killer? Kaiser, Shadow, Zale, Eric and Billy are looking into that."

"It has been three months and no one has found anything, come on."

"Abiya, you are pregnant. You can not be walking around in bars looking for his killer."

"No one is doing anything, everyone gets to go on with thief lives I am left here to deal with the aftermath of him being gone!"

"Bibi,"

"No, don't. You of all people should stay far from this. How do I know you did not kill him?"

"Why would I do that?"

"You dont like that I am with him!"

"I don't but I also hate seeing you in pain and you think it was easy watching you grieve? I would never put you in that much pain. No matter how much I hated Pacer, he made you happy, all I want is to see you happy."

"Still,"

"Look, I will personally look for his killer if you promise to not go around looking for his killer."

"I am pregnant not dying."

"That's not what I mean."

"I will stop looking by myself, if you are looking for his killer, I am going to help you."

"Bibi,"

"End of discussion, either I help you or I do it by myself?" I cross my arms,

"Fuck, fine, I am going to regret this but fine."

"Okay, what first?"

"You get some rest, I will come back tomorrow."

"No."

"No?"

"No."

"What do you want me to do, Bibi?"

"Start looking now, we have put this off for three months."

"Fine. Sit down, I will call a person." I take a seat while she walks to the kitchen to make the call.

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Do you guys think they will find the killer?
Detectives Amari and Abiya.

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