🔫BAD-DRUGS 🔫 [18+]

CHAPTER 20

Chapter 20

Jahnoi's pov

  Telephone had taken the night off saying his woman wasn't feeling well and that he would be going to check on her, I didn't buy his story and I was armed and ready just in case any of the look outs spot him meeting up with the Chancery lane men. His so called woman lives in the worst tenament yard on Church street and it would be easy for him to meet up with Chancery lane men.

I waited up late with the others listening out for a call. "Him mussi smell di rat," Jasper whispered as he lie down sleepily on the bench.

   Maybe he did I think as well, I did not want to just go and kill him in his yard, there would be too much to explain to the ones who haven't seen him with the Chancery lane men and may think I had killed him innocently. I was not like Theous to act then think, I think first then act.

My phone rings and I answer Razor. "Telephone a lef' Church Street and a barrage a man just gone dung Orange Street. Wait for further update," he informed me.

  "Stay pon di line," I tell him as I alert the others by the snapping of my fingers and push my socks feet down in my black Reebok.

"It look like dem a bruk one a di appliance store pon Orange Street, but mi caan guh nuh further man dey a every corner pon look out," Razor whispers after a few minutes with his breathing coming through the phone as if he was right beside me.

"Wi enroute, di fucka dem brave dou," I tell him.

"Mmhnu," he went.

  We were heading down Matthews lane and crossing West Queen Street when he exclaims. "Bumbo! Police!"

  I slowed as one two three four explosions went off then Razor exclaims. "Pussycloth!"

   It seems like he was running, as some more explosions went off and we hasted over onto Princess Street where we stoop and hid behind the stalls on the road side. Razor was now breathing hard through my airpod and when he calmed down himself he says. "Di fucka dem scatta and did a run come which part mi dey suh mi took off."

"Wey yuh dey now?" I ask him.

  "Mi a walk pon Church Street a come up, a come mi waan come cross but mi a guh jam and wait first. Yuh can definitely tell sey Telephone in pon it, a while a guh when mi run cross yuh waan si couple a dem from outta him 'oman yard come out a look," he replies then inform me.

  "Pure blue light a guh cross and some a dem just shot it gone up pon park side," I tell him.

  "More police vehicle man must dead dung dey," Jasper says lowly.

  "Or dem a try secure di store," Cutty-Ranks added.

  We spot Hell-Fire who had been on guard down that side hugging the walls and hasting up Princess Street. "Just watch how mi a guh gi him a heart attack," Roxy says.

  Trust her to be thinking to do that at such a time, if she wasn't such a good shotta I would have left her ass on guard up in di lane. Hell-Fire slowed just across from us and seem to be making a call then he says as he walk across to where we were hiding. "Roxy mi smell yuh obeah oil from dung a di bottom a di road."

  Roxy hissed and took a deep breath as we chuckle. "How yuh know sey wi dey yah suh?" Fuze ask him.

"Cause mi know di man dem wey mi parr wid, Razor a come and it nuh look like uno can mek nuh more call to Telephone," he says then informs us as we stood.