Heart of A Jamaican Don (Book 1)

Chapter Seventy Seven

Dwayne POV

I chuckled under my breath.

"Oh so a plan thing this?" I applied intense pressure again to... such man side,

"Dwayne... Weh ya talk bou bredda?" Quickfoot spoke,

"A you wah link wid we? A you invite we in a you place? How we fi diss you... A you a diss we!" Quickfoot bit his lip in anger, temping us with pointing gun

"Eassssssy Quickfoot..." the youth with a gun press again my mouth side, and a scared Chanice entrapped in his grip,

She seems frighten... Fuck.

"So hear how we ago do this..." He spoke calmly,

"Ya go tell your dwag them fi lower them weapon... we ago do the same and... we ago leave with the female,"

I stared at him hard. The liquor I have been sipping since day has really got me fucked up, I swore I was hearing in slow motion most of the times.

Fi him males him say? As in... them fool ya behind him? Weh feel like two chop in a them face make them bad?

Cause a can't female? As my woman... Him wa left wid.

"The female stays...." My face tighten.

"Alright then... So a guess this ago end like a Russian Roulette?" He mumbled.

No signs of fear was left in eyes.

This pussy ole serious.

How the fuck Chanize get involved with this bredda ya mon?

Or a me... A me this boy a try fi spite.

Chanize a the pawn.

Just low it, the voice in my head taunted,

No! boy ya a try style me in a own place.

Chanize might get hurt....

Yeah, that a true... Fuck.

Slowly....

I lowered my gun.

"Dwayne..." Gunbag threw a tantrum behind me, "Weh ya do?"

Angrily, I flashed my head to the side, looking over my shoulders,

"Dwags them, ease..."  I spoke.

Shakeem lifted his pointing finger and the one next to it, flicking them backwards twice.

His men lowered their guns.

Such man as they called him, back away slowly with Chanize.

She still looked scared... But she gave me the slightest sign that he didn't want to go, I would rescue her in a heartbeat,

I watched as a men exited the building, forward a shield Infront Shakeem and Chanize, and the remaining men left in a JDF formation, curving into their own crowd... Leaving two... Two.

"Fuck," I cursed under my breath.

"Young Don weh you wah we do?" Some one asked,

"Low them...." I listened to the hot wheels of their cars on the asphalt,

"Fi now," I whispered.

"Oy..." I heard Gunbag behind me,  And frightened Ashley across from him,

"... Weh uno know them boy deh from?" He gripped her wrist,

"Me no know—— me no know——" she was shaking,

"You see you likkle girl... You see you!"

"Relax,"  I lowered his arm, "She just scared," I nodded to the rest of the youth.