Not My Type 3: Alternate World

14. Shot Caller

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📍JOHNS ROAD, SPANISH TOWN

N I C K O I
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"Youth yuh deadly!" Nature marvels as I pull the trigger. Skillfully hitting the bullseye every attempt.

I don't allow their excitement to distract me. I keep my eyes fixed on the target.

Think of it as Lennox..

"10 Times?! A weh yuh get him from Outlaw?" Nature turns to my father totally stunned.

Still focused, I remove the magazine, fill it with shots and push it back in place. It clicks. I start firing again.

Deadly..

"The man nuh miss youth.."Uncle Orion speaks quietly. Sounding more like he's in disbelief. "The man still nah miss youth?"

That's more like a question.

My father is staring at me with sinister eyes. Tattooed arms crossed, leaned up against the wall. He's impressed, he can't help looking like he's about to kill you though.

"N'jai," he firmly speaks. I keep shooting. Anger consuming me. The sounds of the bullets, is like music to my ears.

My finger grips the trigger, the shots firing brisk in the passing seconds.

Why would she hug him?!

Eh?

Why she a test mi faith?

Nickoi chill bro..

Chill?!

After I spoke to her about not feeling comfortable with her being around him?

She deaf?

And the one Lennox look like him forget who man be eno.

Make me find out him a snake and see if mi nuh tun him inna duppy.

Cya mek a woman come between you and you G badman..

G?

And a hug mi woman?

Him done go round the G code. Right now him life deh pan a chalk line.

"N'jai!" his voice echoes throughout our personal shooting range. I snap out of my head and cease fire.

Unlike everyone else, across from me in complete silence is Joker. Lennox's father. My father's best friend.

Von is his government name.

Fi someone who chat so much him silent though..

Mi a pree him.

"Wah just gwan?" My father's voice grabs my attention. I look at him. He's a bit taller than I am, he's 6'5.

I'm 6'3.

"Eh?"

"That nuh nawmal youth," he coldly speaks.