Chapter 21: Target

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Krissann

It's two minutes to twelve o' 6 Kelly and I are at my home getting ready to go out for lunch.

"Yuh soon ready babe?" She asked me.

I turned facing her and saw that she's fully dressed, hair laid, and face beat.

She was wearing a rose pink, knee-length bodycon dress, white Tory Burch slippers, and the cute little white handbag and white shades that I got her from Shein.

"Ye gyal, as a doll yuh angle da outfit ya." I complimented her.

"Thanks, thanks." She replied, clearly feeling herself as she should.

I, on the other hand, just finished showering and about to get dressed. I decided to kinda match her vibe by wearing a white bodycon dress that stopped about two inches above my knee, pink slippers, a small pink handbag, and pink shades.

"Wi look good, talk truth." Kelly commented as she recorded a head-to-toe video of us.

It took us approximately twenty-five minutes to get to our destination; Brunch & Lunch. It's a newly opened restaurant that we’ve been hearing nothing but good things about.

We walked into the small, but pleasantly welcoming space, and naturally observed the environment. The relaxed ambience was comforting.

As I continued to look around, I felt Kelly pinch me softly. I looked at her, and followed her eyes. There Denton was, seated at a table with a woman who was clearly not my so-called mother on his lap.

"Not surprising at all." I said to Kelly, barely above a whisper.

Soon enough, he saw us. He stared for a while, then he proceeded to enjoy his little date while we did the same.

I couldn't care less.

Omniscient

Six dons, from various parts of Kingston, gathered on an open field almost in the centre of the parish. This is the day they decided to have their official meeting and launch operation “get rid of Jevon”.

"Alright, so hear wa unu ago do-" Clip started, but was quickly cut off by Barrel.

"Yow, badman, memba seh a lone don yaa address yer?"

"Exactly, wi deh ya fi come up wid a solid plan together so nuh come gwaan like yuh waa gi none a wi nuh orders." Flames added.

"Alright, alright. At the end a di day, all a wi have di same goal, and dat is fi get rid a Jevon. Dat bwoy a move like a him a di only don ina di parish an him a mek some move weh a cause di wol a wi fi get bad name. So how unu propose wi go 'bout dis?"

"I seh wi act like wi down fi play him game an beat him at it."

"Wa yuh mean?" Spade asked.

"Wi can arrange fi meet wid him. Tell him seh wi waa come together an work pan minimizing di crime rate ina di entire parish wid fi him help. When him faawud wi tek him three points."

"Dat nuh sound bad." Spade said.

The others agreed.

"That can be plan A, but wi need fi come up wid sumn else, just incase dat nuh work." Clip pointed out.

The meeting went on for another hour. They made the necessary arrangements and made sure everything was set in stone before leaving.

THE NEXT DAY

Jevon

I've been in this same position, seated in my office chair, staring at the wall for about half an hour. I'm in disbelief from the news I just received. A good news enuh, but it come as a surprise because to how dem move I would neva expect such a drastic change.

Bwoy, like a God touch dem bredda deh.

Still, I can't help but wonder if dem really genuine. Knowing them and their history, I still have to be very careful. Wa Popcaan seh?

Nah mek dem trick mi an kill mi, no way yuh mussi bloodclaat mad!

Affi be prepared and expect anyting. Dat a code.

I decided to call Wayne and tell him fi come meet mi.

•••

"Dat sound like fuckry to mi. An if yaa guh, mi a faawud."

Wayne gave his straightforward opinion after I told him about the meeting I was invited to by Kingston's major dons.

"Mi waa yuh faawud of course, just in case nuh fuckry gwaan. But a mi alone a go in. Yuh know how dem man deh move. If di two a wi go in a hell an powder bloodclaat house caa dem ago pree negative."

"True dat. Wa time dem seh?"

"Ten o' clock. A jus afta seven now."

"Alright. Mi ago link mi pickney an den faawud. Mi ago drive so mi a come pick yuh up 'bout nine thirty."

"Yeah man, cool."

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