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                                       GARY
DECEMBER 24
7:30am

It's Christmas Eve and my empress is a stressed as ever and the fact seh we still haven't found Kenya and it a frustrate me. I feel like a failure.

"Empress" I call to Claudette who was just staring at some kind of Chinese drama on the television. She didn't answer.

"Empress" I call her again.

"Yeah?" she snaps out of her trance.

"I'm going down to the factory fi see wah else can be done" I kiss her forehead, leaving the house.

The factory was just a cover up for my bigger organization and also where I get the "clean" money from.

I pull into the driveway of the factory, leaving the car and making my way inside the building. Upon arrival, I greet the workers who were busy dealing with the packaging of the pastry and the bakers. I step past them and go to Squid's lab. I knock the door once then open it, stepping in and greeting him.

"Yow Squid" I stand at the door of the dark lab. The light from his laptop was the only source of light in the room.

"Bossy, still nothing eno" he sighs and I run my hand down my face. My locs brushed my upper back as I walked over to his desk.

"Yuh get the surveillance footage fi the auto shop?" I requested it to see if there was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Yeah but me nuh think nuh clues inna dat" he dismisses.

"Run it back mek me see" I stand not too far behind him.

He plays back the footage and I see when Kenya enters with her boyfriend. A few minutes into the video, a white RAV4 pulls into the driveway. Weird, because if someone was there to deal with something on their car, it'd go inside. I fast forward the footage because nothing out of the ordinary happened for a while. I stop the video when I see Kenya storming out of the place.

Empress her own self.

Her hands were folded as she went out of the camera's view. The vehicle pulls out of the driveway and I tell him to pause the video and take down the license plate number. The car slowly drives behind her and I snap. Get a lead now.

"Find out weh deh plate deh lead back to and mek me know" I sit in a chair where I could see the screen. He does his thing, finding it in no time.

"Bossy, yuh naago believe this eno" he tells me. I go up to the screen and read the fine writing.

Not a Pussyclaat.

King's Car Dealership.

Shoulda know seh a di fuck head deh behind this eno. Just like how dem bring out one a fi dem vehicle fi the hit and run at Imi's gender reveal party, dem do the same fi Kenya's kidnapping. Since Nigel waah play dirty, him aguh find out who didda dig yam up a country when dem likkle bit. Me affi guh fi him miself.

Guh fi dem, guh fi dem

"Hear wah, ring up Delroy and mek him send the bwoy dem and fawud. Wah yuh seh bout a likkle visit adi dealership?"

Squid grins, flashing his grills at me, "bun it dung?"

"To the grung. At my orders, of course " I smirk.

In the meantime, me have somewhere fi guh cause me know exactly weh the likkle eediat deh. Him yaad.

I make a trip back home to my empress. I take out some rope, my pepper spray, my handgun, pocket knife and a banger phone, putting them in my cross bag. Claudette ties my hair back in a man bun and I kiss her goodbye.