The sound of glass cracking under their feet filled the room as Marco, Anthony and Ralph walked in Drea's apartment. It had been three days since Marco last heard from her and he instantly got worried. This morning, he woke up to his truck back in his driveway but no trace of his girlfriend.
"What the fuck happened?" Ralph asked as they stepped in further.
Marco shook his head, knowing what caused this.
Anthony made his way into the kitchen after seeing papers all over the floor. Bending down, he picked up a picture with Marco and Trevor and shook his head. "This might be what the fuck happened." He said turning the picture around for his brothers to see.
Quickly walking in there, Marco snatched the picture from Anthony's hand.
"It's more." Ralph picked up the other papers and pictures on the floor and passed them to Marco. "This why she disappeared on you."
"But I thought you told her everything?" Anthony asked.
Marco shook his head. "Not everything."
"Wait a minute, she didn't know about this?"
"No."
"Why?! You told her everything else why not tell her that her brother fucking came to you to kill her. You told her you wanted her dead, why leave this out?"
"Relax nigga."
"Nah, I'm not gone relax. I swear Marco you do a lot of stupid shit but this gotta be top tier. Do you not know how shady this makes you look? I'm sure she thinking everything between y'all was fake now. These pictures look recent as fuck bro. Like how did you think this was going to play out?" Anthony said.
"You should've never agreed to work with the nigga in the first place." Ralph added. "Like he wanted her dead, he's trained to kill and has damn near a fucking army up under him that could've done what he wanted, but he comes to you."
"I guess you didn't get the smart gene."
"Shut the fuck up." Marco looked at him with his nose scrunched.
"Let's go all the way to the beginning cause something is just not adding up. You said you found out about Drea shooting pops from a surveillance tape. How did you get the tape?" Anthony asked.
Deeply inhaling Marco looked at his brother. "It was sent to me."
"Anonymously?"
"Yeah."
Letting out a laugh, Anthony grabbed his head. "So her brother been plotting before their dad was dead?"
"Looks like it."
"And because you always gotta react before thinking shit through, you fell right in his trap. What if Drea would've just killed you when she first met you? Then all of the bullshit you'd been doing would've been for fucking nothing."
"I gotta find Drea."
"Nah, I don't think you wanna find Drea."
"So her brother has been trying to get rid of her before her dad died. But why though?" Ralph questioned.
"I don't know man." Marco responded. "I really don't."
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Flashback - two months before Big Malcolm's death
Malcolm Sr., sat behind his big mahogany desk while in a meeting with his top two. He was getting older and couldn't take on as much so now retirement was the topic of discussion. He wanted to spend whatever time he had left on this earth with his family and finally experience some normalcy with them.
