Meet Celest Lia, a regular-degular teen with a heart full of hope and promise. She portrays a peaceful character, free from drama and stress, until the day she cross paths with her wildest dream.
Then there's Kevaun Wright, the exotic Don from Spani...
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"He's dead .. but this just feel too easy, you know. We don't even know the real reason why he wanted Letti dead .. all him seh is a person name 'Richie Don' mek him do it .." Clyde speaks.
He landed in JA a couple hours ago .. said he found out some interesting info about what took place and needed to speak to me, urgently ...
But couldn't speak over the phone.
As he said, we still don't know the reason for any of this ... or who the hell 'Richie Don' is. All this seemed too easy at first but I was eager to get rid of him .. probably that's why a just now we a know bout this Richie person.
Besides, it was clear that Redman nay dee ago talk ... nuh matter how much beating him get, the dawg just neva give up no sort of important information.
But is like fi the first time, I did the wrong thing.
All a diss is like a puzzle that isn't solved and I just have this strong feeling that something is coming.
Something big.
But a me diss .. me affi and ago find out.
quick too
"Luckily, I got some info on him, even though it took a minute .. says his real name is- well, fuck,"
Confused about why he stopped, I ask- "Wah? Sumo wrong?"
"His real name is Khalil Wright and he's the leader of the second powerful mafia in Italy," He says.
I scoff .. no way me and this ute related. I don't even know a 'Khalil'.
I gesture for him to continue ..
"Hasn't been in Jamaica at all- even though he is Jamaican but him move a lot .. from Spain to France, America ..ect. until him settle down a Italy with his wife, Celina Wright. Lived there for over 5 years now and by what I've found, he has 2 kids - Mahlik and Serina Wright .."
My eyes lower to the laptop, looking at the faces on the screen. These names are foreign to me but I know for sure I've heard of someone named Mahlik.
.. and a fi him and Celina picture alone nuh deh pon the screen.
He then continues to speak, but I hardly hear a word he says, as I'm focused on trying to remember who or where I've heard the name from.
"Tell me about the Celina person," I finally say to Clyde. Waiting for him to speak, I go over what he has told me.
All a this just seem so fucking wrong and strange.
I am .. nervous? To hear about someone? I'm never like this but the name just sound so fucking familiar, as if I've known the person all my life.
"Oh shit! Bomboclaatt dawg nuh yuh mother this?" Clyde says, spinning the laptop screen to my direction.
