Convicted Choices{Book 1} *EDITING*

- Chapter 30 -

-Amanda Pov-
I walked up to Chris's mansion gates waving my hands at the camera. The gates clicked open as I walked in, I walked up to the front porch ringing the doorbell. After a minute or so he came downstairs wearing a velvet red and white suit with his freshly white shoes.

His curly hair was now dyed a type of blondish brown color with the tips of black. His earring shined in my face as I walked in with him trailing behind me.

We sat down on the couch across from one another. "The suitcase should be here shortly. Let's talk business." I started off the conversation.

"In all reality no one knows, I'm a private spy, investigator. All these years, I've been with Nicki and knew she was cheating the second she did." I explained sitting back and getting comfortable.

"Now. I've seen she was working with King, Trey, Usher and a few others. I've yet to find out their names, their smart. Smarter than I'd thought, they change their identities like I take showers."

He leaned back taking all this information in before speaking. He cleared his throat, "So. We kill em." He demanded.

"Weapons are no problem. Armor is no problem. I have everything. Bullets, men. I got it. I just need you to find out where King is located so we can kill him and his posey. He killed my mother, it's time to do. Also find out where Usher is located, he flip flops like butterfly's with Trey right behind him. Call if anything. When the briefcase arrives I'll be sure to shoot you a quick text. Meet me, in a half hour, at Deprived Souls." Chris talked, we stood to our feet.

He walked me out to the door, we shook hands before we did an exchange and I walked out of the mansion.

Time to talk business. Nicki's been working with those busters for a while now, a little over 3 months now. They've made a plan, we invade their plan and go along with ours. All I have to do is-

Bang!

My car's headlight smacked to the ground, a black car ran into my freshly brand new Mercedes Benz.

I opened my door up examining the crash, the back of his car was planted in the front of mine. The fuck did he try backing up for?

I walked up to their car, they opened the door stepping out.

Target spotted! Target spotted!

"Ugh God." He cringed stepping out of the car. I placed my hand on my hip pressing my earpiece. I turned to the side snapping a few pictures of his license plate and him.

"Shit. I'm so sorry! My brakes kept going and I didn't mean to hit your car." He apologized.

I seen police lights flashing from afar. "I won't sue your ass, just give me your number." I smiled.

He look shocked but quickly scribbled his number down on a spare extra piece of paper. The cop ran over to us, "You alright? You guys alright? Hospitalization needed?" He comforted flashing his lights at the crash.

Soon a tow truck came towing our cars to a nearby tow company. I sighed getting into the police officers vehicle with him in the one next to me.

The officer got into the car driving off. "So what happened with the accident?"

"His car backed into mine while we were on the road. I was driving, I tried to stop but his car busted into mine." I explained looking out the window.

"Would you like to have a court hearing and sentencing?" He asked making a turn to the police station.

"Of course. My brand new baby was busted because of a dumbass driver."

He chuckled leaving the comment at that.

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The cab lingered the way to my home as I texted Chris I'd be late. Major late.

The cab dropped me off as I sped walked up my pathway. I swung the door open shutting it behind myself.

"Where you been?" Nicki paraded me with insane questions as she followed me up the stairs.

I rolled my eyes stripping out if my clothes leaving me in my fitted black bra and panty set.

I slipped on some black yoga pants with a black tank top shirt and some all black Roshe's. I threw my hair up into a neat bun before slipping on my black peacoat and jogging out down the stairs.

"I heard about your crash. I'm sorry baby. You okay?"

I ignored her rushing out the door and to my next truck. It was a thick range river, custom made with cheetah leather seats.

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I walked into the building with my suitcase in my hand tightly.

Chris texted me where he was as I follwwd the directions safely being carefully to bump into anyone as I walked.

I found the room, I opened the door seeing a huge room filled with theater seats and a stage with a screening saying "Redemption."

I spotted Chris sitting in a chair with his phone tucked tightly in his hands and he was moving his fingers fast as day.

I walked over to him taking a seat. "Did you get the suitcase?" I asked, he nodded putting his phone away in his basketball shorts pocket.

"What do you want me to do for your basketball career? Your coach says you have 1 more slip up."

"Tell him my father just died." He stated nonchalantly. I nodded opening my suitcase full of software and hidden weapons.

"Let's get to work."