Raw Truth- Fatal Attraction Sequel (Jamaican Novel)

•Chapter 6•

Seaview Gardens||Tuesday||6:20 P.M

D'Andre Cunningham

"Wah kinda patty shop business yaah run Nigel?".

I watched as blood ran down the man's body. His face is busted in, almost unrecognizable. I could count how many fingers he had left on his hands.

Beck stood over him with a clever in his hand, ready to chop something else off.

I already grew immune to the rawness of the blood, a scent I'm too accustomed to now.

"One simple task," Beck ponders, "one simple task and yuh cyaah do it, waah e sense?".

Kyle picks up a spray bottle, he walks over to the duo and proceeds to spray the contents on various parts of the man's body.

Nigel, unable to bear the pain, starts to groan and cry in pain.

Just know that sting.

"Wah we ago do with him?", Kyle questions his partner, still spraying the man as if he was having fun doing it.

"Dump him pon Coby street", I instructed whilst getting up from the chair I was seated on.

I dragged the piece of furniture with me as the two stepped back. I lift it then I bring it down to hit Nigel, knocking him unconscious.

"If is a message him did a try send, send back one", I tell them.

"Ahh".

I turn to leave them to the job, "my place 7:30".

"Nuh say a word bro".

Need fi go home to English.

After mi deh a road a talk to Jhené, finally have a chance to talk to her.

Chinna call mi say him go pon the road wid English and the twins, outta nowhere some man start fire after them and shoot up the car.

Is a good thing the window dem bulletproof, God know me wuda kill every single thing walking if dem never make it out.

It take less than a minute fi a shoot insue between fiwe man dem and some a Coby man dem.

Nigel man.

Nigel used to work with Daddy, him used to change the tracking chips pon the cars.

A him give out dem location.

Him think him wuda safe.

Kyle find him instant.

If a did Chinna alone then maybe it wouldn't too bad, him can manage himself but with the baby dem and English.

Anything cuda happen to them, the baby dem nuh know nutn bout this life.

Dem nuh supposed to.

And fi him send man after them just sick.

Him nuh different from him fada.

English end up pass out right after him try fi shelter them.

When Chinna call me, a same time mi did affi move from Jhené.

We try we best fi keep anything work related from English. We don't do any jobs at the house, it's clean and peaceful, no one is coming in and out of it because we don't want him to get confused.

Now this is a setback, we spent three years trying to get him back on track now this happen.

As soon as I'm inside the house, I went straight to my room and took a shower.