Dejah has never been an outspoken person, some see her as an introvert and some see her as a nerd. Her timid nature makes her look weak and her viridity makes her soft. Or is this all a facade to hide who she truly is?
As the quote says,
"Looks can...
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Driving to the warehouse had me thinking about the possibility of me dying. The Spain town base was where my father killed people, and him calling me there only meant one thing,him know wah mi do.
I knew that sooner or later he would have found out,but how so soon. Somebody must have tipped him off,but who? Only people weh know seh kimalie still alive is me,Edna,Dejah and Quella and dem wouldn't sell him out like that.
Deciding to quit the internal investigation, I drive slowly to the base hoping that there's a different outcome awaiting me than the one that I'm imagining.
30 minutes later...
After finally arriving at the base,I parked my car on the sidewalk and walked inside the abandoned looking warehouse.
"Yuh finally reach." My father's voice echoed through the abandoned room.
"Yh traffic did deh pan the road."I said to him trying to read his emotions, but I couldn't,the man's face was as plain as day. He showed not on once of emotion that could give away his mood,he just looked blank and that made me scared.
"Come inside mek we have a chat." He said walking into a different room in the warehouse.
As I followed him,I heard muffled screams and groaning from the different rooms that we passed,that didn't surprise mi as I knew what he did here,what surprised me was the person that I saw as I entered the room that my father led me into.
"Edna."
She was chained up with her hands tied above her head and her feet dangling from the ground,her mouth was sealed with duck tape.When she saw me her eyes got wide as she knew what was about to come.
"So when mi say fi kill a man yuh neva understand wah dat mean?" He asked as he looked at his torture devices on the wall.
"Wah yah talk bout?" I asked trying to sound confuse and not give away myself.
"Yuh well and know weh the man a talk bout." Amir said walking in and closing the large metal door behind him.
"Why kimalie still alive?" My father said turning to me.
"No bother lie to mi now Edna tell mi everything already." He said try to manipulate me.
Edna woulda neva do something like that.
"Well whatever she say a lie." I responded blankly.
