Book Two.
Arielle Thompson and Raheem Small, who grew up together in Slys Village, find themselves in an unexpected twist of fate as they both attend a family reunion after many years. Childhood enemies, their relationship was marred by Raheem's hur...
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9pm
I pressed decline as my phone rang for the 10th time on the drive to the party venue. Amoya has been calling my calling my phone nonstop since I told her that I was cutting her off financially and starting today she needs to find her own means of money, like getting a second job.
Nuh know why mi wait suh long fi cut dah cord deh wid all a the fuckery weh she a keep up all these years. Why mi ago mind somebody weh a try sabotage mi life.
"Ansa yuh sista.. why yah ignore it?" Ella asked as she typed on her phone.
"Why mi ago ansa it when mi know a fuckery shi a come wid?" I asked as I parked the car.
She didn't reply, instead exited the vehicle as soon as I parked. She was still very much upset about what was happening and I can't blame her. The things Moya said in those messages were disgusting.
When I locked the car, she was already standing with Cardo, Anna, Nikki, Kemar and a few of Cardo's artists like Bayka, Rajah Wild, Skeng and some other producers. I hailed up everyone as soon as I was nearby and they reciprocated. Before I could stop in my step, Ricardo stepped forward and stopped me.
"Yow, fawud ova yasso mek mi seh sumn to yuh," he said gesturing back over to my car so we silently walked over there.
"Yow Deno dem a mek mi know seh some Maxfield man in a the party eno," he said as he pulled a solid out.
"A how dem man deh reach suh far ova yasso?" I asked confused.
Wah business dem man deh could a do yah?A cyan because a A-
"Dat nuh bad... Man from Rema and Sunlight Street in a the party too."
I let out a frustrated sigh as I knew just a much as him that this wasn't a good sign. Rema man dem and Maxfield man dem been a war since forever so if dem buck, the party ago mash up. Just to make the situation worst - Village man dem deh yah, March Pen man dem deh yah, Sunlight Street man dem and my worker dem in a the place. So many gangs in one place, especially when there are rivaling gangs involved, is not good.
"Everybody strap?" I asked.
"No sah... Malakai and Zidane deh in deh."
"Pussyclat..." I ran my hands over my face as I thought over what to do. "Yow call dem out now."
Cyan mek mi breda in law dead... Arielle cyan guh thru nuh more death...
He nodded and took out his phone and started calling. I went to the trunk of my car and quickly located the secret compartment where I stored illegal things when I needed to travel with them. I typed in the passcode and took out a Glock 40 and a Beretta 92. I ensure the clips were full before locking the compartment and the trunk after. I looked up to see Arielle staring directly at me, more at what was in my hands but I ignored her as Zidane and Malakai approached me and Ricardo.
