CHAPTER 40
After breakfast we headed to the trap. Once we pulled up we sat in the car looking at the front door. Trevante was texting somebody on his phone.
" Tre ", I looked at him trying to get his attention.
" Treeee ", I repeated myself, still no answer.
After that I decided to crawl in his lap and straddle his thighs before wrapping my arms around his neck. Immediately he put his phone down. He looked me in the eye before I connected my lips to his. I had no plans on it turning out to be a make out session but it did. It felt like I was 17 again. His hands gripped my ass tightly. His fingers pressed into the back of my neck.
" Who's texting US ", I picked up the phone and looked through the contacts.
" Linda. How is she ? Haven't talked in a little while. I haven't talk to anybody in awhile, now that I think of it ", I looked through trevante's phone.
" Why are you going through my shit huh ? ", Trevante used an annoyed tone.
" Because I can ", I scrolled through the phone and all it had was business texts. His photo vault was filled with pictures of me and him. Some of the pictures were of us, or me naked.
" Wow. I didn't realize you had this many nude pictures of us ", I gawked down at the camera.
" Well we fuck a lot. Or at least we used to. The sooner we find big j, the more time I'll have to rearrange your lungs. And every other organ ", Trevante started laughing.
As I looked through the pictures Trevante got a text from Clyde saying he would be there in about 10 minutes.
" You wanna quickie ? ", I looked up from trevante's phone.
" Has it been three weeks already. The doctor said -", Trevante sat up.
" I wouldn't have offered it unless it was safe. Look, I'm not finna get naked cause these pants were hard to fit into. So just unzip ", I proceeded to zip down trevante's pants and pull them down when suddenly Clyde knocked on the window.
" BRUH ", Trevante threw his head back in anger.
" Sorry boss ", Clyde hurried up and walked into the house when he realized what he interrupted.
We both poured out the car and went inside of the trap. We walked into clyde's office and sat down while he typed on the computer.
" So I've got wind of this interesting thing. Rico pulled a microchip out of the man you killed yesterday. Which means that big j needs control of every member of his crew. The chip is implanted right under the forearm under a layer of skin. I've hacked into the chips database and it's linked me to a location in Orlando which is where I suspect, Big J might be ", Clyde turned his lap top towards us so that we could see.
" Thank you Clyde. We will look further into it. If you find anything else just give me a call ", trevante stood up suddenly grabbing me and dragging me out the room and back into the car.
" What's wrong ", I buckled myself back into my seat.
" We've gotta head to Orlando. We're scooping out the place. We don't wanna do anything too crazy yet but-", I cut Tre off.
" Okay...I'm coming ", I looked over at him and crossed my arms.
" Fine ", trevante agreed but deep down I knew he didn't want me to go. This mission shouldn't be too high risk anyways.
Our drive down the interstate was strange. Before I knew it 5 cars were all trailing behind us, filled with multiple people. They must have been apart of trevante's crew because they all stuck there hands out the window holding up two fingers. It must have been some sort of roll call.
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His Everything, Her Story
HorrorThis is posted for my own enjoyment. Trevontae Rhodes
