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Arabian Kapri Nelson December 31, 2023 Miami, FL
ARABIAN' nibbled on her bottom lip listening to the hold music that played on her phone, she's been trying to get in touch with Fallon for a few days now. She recently visited her two weeks ago to stock her up on hygiene, and clothing.
"Hello?, Mrs.Nelsom. Are you still there"
"Yes, I'm still here. Is she still there" the lady on the other end cleared her throat causing Arabian to close her eyes throwing her head back.
"No, she was recently released two days ago. Somebody had signed her out, saying they was you're husband-"
"My husband?, he isn't even in Miami right now. He's out of town" which was true, Tafari and the rest of the boys was currently searching for Dante who was in Detroit.
"Are you sure?-"
"Why wouldn't I be sure!" Arabian snapped, blowing out a stressful sigh. Quickly calming herself down remembering she couldn't get herself worked up due to her high risk of having a miscarriage.
"Please calm down, Fallon actually looked like she was ready to go Ma'am."
"How did he look like?"
"Uhm, he was very tall. Locs in his hair, a lot of tattoos, with a scar running down his cheek. I'm very sorry that we let our patient get away"
"We'll send out a search team, and send you all the money back"
"I don't need your help, and don't send nobody. If y'all was smart enough to look on the fucking paper, I was the only person on her emergency contact list" Arabian hung up the phone, closing her eyes again counting to three before opening them back up.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine baby" Arabian looked up staring at the door open, Tafari walked inside of the house with his face bawled up. The rest of them trailed in behind him, ignoring the two girls following him towards the basement.
"What's going on?"
"I have no clue, go put something on. I need to take you to grandpa and grandma house" Ava nodded turning around going upstairs towards her room. Looking down at her phone staring at the message from the realtor, clicking on the message smiling at the picture of the almost completed outside of the house.
"Can we stop to get something to eat first"
"Only if you don't tell Tafari that I ate fast food three times this week" Ava smirked nodding her head, Arabian chuckled grabbing the keys to one of her cars following Ava out of the door. As soon as they got inside of the car Tafari was calling Arabian.
