Right My Wrongs

Chapter 19-Love Situation

Yana's POV:

"If yuh cyaa drive come offa di bomboclaat roaddd" I yelled at the coaster bus infront of me

fucking asshole

I was hurriedly on my way to Zhan's, she passed out and no one's there to help her and Tatii's car chose now to give problems

please God let her be okay

I was cutting through the cars and breaking many road rules I'm sure but I didn't care

a drive like any taxi man tpc

Mia drive suh fia reason, cyaa seh di same fi dem

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck!!" I whispered to myself realizing I was being pulled over by the police

He approached my car, look how it late a afta 5 him nav nuh ooman fi go home to

yuh brite bad, him nice ee

A dat yaa medz??mi deven have enough cash fi spare fi nuh ticket tpc, a bare card mi travel wid

I rolled my windows down adjusting in the seat

"In a rush I see?" den if yuh see dat wah di fuck yuh stop mi journey fah

him teeth pretty man

shut up 

"Yes my friend collapsed while we were on the phone and she lives alone" I replied

"Oh sorry to hear, I just need your license and registration please" ahh bwoy

I handed him my documents and he checked them

"I won't give you a ticket this time around but rest assure if you are caught speeding again you will be penalized, Good day Miss Carr."

burps...Thank god

"I appreciate this alot, Good day to you too"

I continued on my way to Zhan's as fast as possible

Ryan's POV:

I was gonna make one more kill for the day then head home to likkle miss

she goodly worried sick n mi nuh check mi personal phone from day

I changed out of my casual outfit putting on my suit and tie

I grabbed my guns and daggers then headed to the car

I told Din Din I was approaching the location so he killed the cameras in the area

In no time I was there, I drove in the yard after Din Din opened the gate being that they are technologically programmed and needed to be opened by a button in the house

After parking the vehicle, I headed to the doorstep

I rang the doorbell awaiting a response

The door opened by his wife, Sarah Malcolm

fucking eediat gyal

"Goodnight, How may I help you?"

"Good evening ma'am is this the Malcolm residence?"

"Yes, who's asking?"

"I'm Theodore Wilmot, I have a meeting with your...husband? Mr.Kete Malcolm?"

"Oh he's expecting you, you may come in and he'll come down any minute"

I offered a fake smile making my way in her house

that did easier than mi think, good thing mi kill di bwoy Theodore