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"You find anything yet?" I asked bully who was looking at the camera footage of the shooting. The police kept telling us how they didn't find anything, but I'm pretty sure they didn't look as good as they're supposed to.
Me, Von, and Bully decided we were going to figure this shit out ourselves so that's why I had Bully hack into the cameras. The most we got was the license plate on the car but it was stolen so that ain't help for real.
I ain't in the best mood either, India and I haven't had a proper conversation in 2 fucking weeks. Only time we talk is when it's time to pick kairi up or drop her off.
I can't even lie and say that I've tried to talk to her because I haven't. I'm not really fucking with how she snapped at me, but I know I deserve that shit. Knowing her, she probably think I hate her for it, but I don't. I could never hate that girl, I'm just upset because I ruined everything.
Now I'm stuck in a fucking relationship with a girl I barely know and don't give a fuck about. I know she don't care about me either cause all she want is dick and money, and my dumbass gives it to her. I guess we both using each other to get what we want, she uses me for dick and I use her for a nut. The only problem is that she's not what I want, I want India.
"What the fuck, aye go back." Von snapped me out of my thoughts and made me look at the screen. "You see that shit." What the fuck? There was a masked man going in and out the back door before the shooting.
"The police ain't check that, he ain't even close the fucking door when he left." "What time did he go in and leave" Bully went back and the time said that he went in at 7 and came out at 7:05. "Okay when did the shooting start?" He went back again and the screen said 7:20.
"So what means-." "She was killed before the shooting even happened." Fuck man. "Aye be sure about that shit though, check the autopsy report." I walked into the other room to call India but she wasn't answering the damn phone.
I checked her location since we never stopped sharing it for safety reasons, and it says that she's at home. I'll go over there later, I need to go talk to my mama first. "AYE IMA BE BACK." I yelled before grabbing my car keys and leaving.
Once I got to her house I walked up the driveway and used my key to unlock the door. "MA!" I yelled for her. "LIVINGROOM." I walked into the room and sat down next to her. "What's wrong son?" "We've been looking into who did this to Denise and it's a possibility that she was killed before the shooting even happened." She instantly sat up and turned the tv off.
"What do you mean? How do you know?" "We hacked into the camera and found out that a man was there before everything happened, he went in and out of the back door before they even shot up the house." "Have you told India." "No, I called her but she didn't answer, I'm going to her after I leave here."
