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𝗧𝗪𝗢 𝗬𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗥 ..

𝗧𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆,
𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵 𝟮𝟲,
𝟰𝟳𝟲𝟮 𝗪𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝘆 𝗟𝗮𝗻𝗲,
𝗗𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗮𝘀, 𝗧𝗲𝘅𝗮𝘀
𝟰:𝟮𝟮𝗮𝗺

𝗠𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗻

   The rain crept down as I send a blow with my left leg knocking the front door in, at the same time so did Ju as he and Dex rushed into the house from the side entrance I made my way in through the front

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   The rain crept down as I send a blow with my left leg knocking the front door in, at the same time so did Ju as he and Dex rushed into the house from the side entrance I made my way in through the front.

   "Ba-," The light skin broad yelled. Ju hit her with the butt of his glock, knocking her out.

   Ju zip-tied her hands behind her back, leaving her unconscious on the couch. I gave a little head nod as Dex, Ju and I went on the move through out the house trying to locate the nigga, I had got the drop that drove the getaway car after murdering Essence.

After the initial sweep, we were unable to locate him. Until I noticed the bedroom closet had a security system, with a lock on it. I nodded over to Dex. He pulled out a phone, and began to disable it.

He nodded back to me. I yanked the closet door open, dragging the pussy out the closest.

"Where's Tiffany," His voice trembled.

I sent my foot across his face, his mouth began to bleed. He held his mouth.

"Take whatever you want as long as she's okay."

"Pussy I don't need shit from you but a couple ah answers."

"Okay," He nodded holding his hands up. "I gotta know Tiff is okay first."

"Yo bitch ass hid in a closet while we had yo bitch downstairs," Ju smacked his lips.

"Go," I nudged him with the gun as he rose to his feet. I kept the gun on him as he made his way down the stairs. Ju and Dexter followed behind.

"Oh Tiff," He cried out seeing er incapacitated lying across the couch zip tied.

"What you know about Essence Daleo?"

"Who?"

I lowered the gun shooting him in the left kneecap, he dropped to the floor.

"Wrong answer,"I crouched down a bit. "Now I know you drove the getaway car in 2023. You're gonna tell me who paid you."

"Niggah was two decades ago, I don't remember!"

"Now Wally," I chuckled. "I thought you already seen I don't like liars."

I shot him in the other knee, "Next bullet goes to Tiffs' head."

"I'm not apart of that life, Tiff not apart of that life." He cried out.

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