California
Two months later
Jah slowly inhaled the blunt as he watched men go in and out of the house had been watching for a month now. After doing some research he found out that he and Rio's joint safes were cleared out as well as his nanas house being ransacked.
Jah was hurt, how could Rio not only steal from him but his family as well? He made sure Rio ate, he put Rio on and this was the thanks he got? Jah had also found out that Rio indeed set him up and Ice was in on it.
They had orchestrated the hit which is why neither of them got shot, he couldn't understand why Rio would snake him the way he did and he didn't want to know, all he knew was Rio had to die and so did Ice. And anybody that was working with them had to die too.
He played with his life so it was time for him to take his.
"Babe are you listening?" Jah looked down at his phone which displayed Liyah who had been on FaceTime with him.
"I'm sorry lil baby what you say?". Jah furrowed his eyebrows as Liyah sighed burping Jonah.
"I said I'm going to look at our building later and the house is coming along". Jah nodded putting the blunt out in the ashtray.
"Good shit, you need more money to finalize everything?". Liyah shook her head with a sadden look on her face.
"I want you here with us Jah, we're supposed to be doing this together". Jah stressfully rubbed his scruffy beard.
"Baby I told you I got to handle some shit here, once this shit done I'm coming home baby I promise". Jah explained watching Liyah face scrunch.
"It's been two months! Jah you promised that Jonah and I wouldn't be in Houston by ourself for too long, I'm worried and these little phone calls not helping. I just want you home, you haven't even seen the new house yet". Liyah stressed.
Jah bit the inside of his cheek to keep his composure, he felt bad that he had moved Liyah and Jonah to Houston by themselves. Jah knew that he should be there with them but he couldn't until he took care of Rio, he wasn't letting Rio get away with this shit.
He felt like his manhood was being tested.
"Tend to my son and hold shit down at home ight? I'm coming to you when shit gets handled. Ion need the stress Liyah, we talked about this already. You know what it is, ima be safe and hold my own, stop nagging me man". Taking back by his response Liyah nodded hanging up in his face.
She knew how hanging up on his abruptly got under his skin, Jah powered off his phone tossing it into the cup holder.
Pulling the ski mask down he reached into the glove box pulling out his Glock 19 just as a cherry red corvette pulled up in front of the house.