Heart of A Jamaican Don (Book 1)

Chapter Eighty Three

Chanize POV

"Ye—yeah?" I brought the phone to my ear.

"Yow... Weh you deh?"

I looked over at Shakeem, who drove at a fast pace.

We had to cut our Portland trip short.

"A wah?"

"Bredda look how long you say ya come link Melvin and all now you cant reach," Biggs vented,

I rolled my eyes.

"I have been busy ok... But how how about later? When me reach back a Spain?"

"Ah... Ago mek him know," Biggs mumbled, "But the way... Mama a make me know say your boy did deh ya since morning,"

My heart raced.

"Who—who?" I swallowed hard.

"Wayne..."

My heart dropped through my pussy.

"Why—why," I was now whispering, hoping my phone was low enough.

I didn't want Shakeem to hear the other side of the conversation.

"No clue... Anyways, later we link,"

"Alright," I pulled the phone from my ear.

"Who that?"

Shakeem's face was not pleased.

And I didn't understand why.

"Weh you mean who that?"

"It mean... Who that pan the phone just now?"

"Me—— cousin," I raised my eyebrows.

A weh the bloodclaat this.

"From——"

"With all due respect... Me no think you have authority fi a question me like that," I rolled my eyes.

"Me no like fi share mines ere...  None tall," he hissed.

"Okay hold the fuck up," I shot back, "First of all weh you fi worry bout... You nah worry bout, you realize weh just happen?" I pointed my thumb in the opposite direction,

"We could have died."

Shakeem pressed firmly on the gas pedal.

The heavy pressure from the wind flung my back against the leather interior,

"You know weh do already... You know say me a badman, ya gwan like a something you no use to,"

I blinked a few times.

"Let me out," I mumbled, "Let me out now!"

"No," Shakeem looked at me, then back at the road.

Kmt.

Opening up Whatsapp, I typed in Dwayne's name.

Keisha and Marvin deh, I typed out hitting send.

I waited for good minute or so.... shaking my legs impatiently.

Ding.

The message tone rang out.

Ah, Kool.

I blinked a few times, he was not interested how I found that out.

Police came to the house today? I messaged back.

Yeah.

Why wasn't he— a wah this?

Are you ok?