- It was all strange. Too much happening too fast. When I went back home , Jamie was sitting on the bed. I sat down and took off my coat. She jumped up and hugged me and kissed me , "I missed you". I was only gone for about 2 hours so that shit right there was strange. "What's the special occasion?" , I asked as we laid down. "I can't just miss my man?" , she said playfully. "I don't think it's the man you miss", I said while getting ready for a shower. When I came out , we ate late afternoon lunch , before she had to go. "Before you go , let me ask you this , how do you know you're pregnant ?", I asked. "What kind of question is that", she said as she walked up to me. "I'm asking , how do you know your pregnant?". "A woman just knows", she said after kissing me and then walking to the door. "We're going to the doctors soon so be ready", I said as she walked out and fanned me goodbye.
- I went to check on Malik's parents to see if they were alright. They smiled in my face but seemed like they were in a hurry. "So how have y'all been", I asked. "We've been fine", his pops said smiling. I could tell it was a fake smile. "Where are you guys off to?", I asked. "No where special , we just need a little time to breathe that's all, a little fresh air." , his mom said. "What about the funeral ? When is it ?" , I asked looking at them seriously. "It's happening , today at noon. Please be there to say your last goodbye's", his mom said looking back at me. Once they pulled off , I went up their stairs to look into their house and it was empty. As if they just packed up and left. It was only 10am.
- I went to Camden to check on how Donte was since he got out. When I got off the 406 on Marlton Pike , Marcus text me "Don't come." I walked down highland avenue to see a gang of cops outside their house. They had Marcus , Donte , and his boys. They pulled out the weed , guns , and narcotics. One of the boys saw me and looked like he wanted to say something but I kept walking past the house as if I didn't know them. I went to Chris house to return the favor that I'd told him I owed him before. When I got there , Chris house had been ram-sacked. He got there no more than 5 mins before I did , just to find his shit like this. "What happened ?", I asked , stepping over all the shit that was knocked over. "What you think ? Somebody came and jacked my shit". I had a funny feeling about this so I told 'em to check his surveillance cameras. Even though you destroy all his equipment , Chris always backed whatever he had up online and onto to a disk drive that he wouldn't even tell his mother where it was. The one catch is that I knew where he kept it. The same place he used to keep his porno magazines when this used to be his mom house , under the 3rd flower pot in the garden. We figured it was an organized hit , cause the only thing the "robbers" took was his computer and desktop. We went to a friend of his house who was also like Chris with his tech gear. We checked the surveillance and we seen a hoodie boul break into his shit. Didn't really get to see his face but I told Chris to send me the picture and I dipped.
- I figured it was Rhodes or Micks who robbed Chris place but they're to organized to do something so reckless. Couldn't have been Jamie cause it was clearly a male. While I was waiting at the bus stop , my phone started ringing. It wasn't my iPhone , it was the one my pops had given me the day before. "Hello ?" "Your looking at everything the wrong way." , he said. "What do you mean ?" , I asked looking around to see if he was close. "Look at the bigger picture , who could've done it ? Who do you know that has all knowledge to fuck everything up ? Who is the one person who knows you the most and enough to know how you'd react to everything ? Think about it. Talk to you soon. " , then he hung up. I couldn't think of anymore. I mean I thought of Malik's funeral so I went and got dressed in my suit.
- When I got to the funeral I was strapped up just in case anything happened. It was a closed casket as I walked up and laid my hands on it. I looked around to see who was all there. I seen friends and associates but not really family. His moms and pops stood on the podium and were about to speak. "Our son would've appreciated all of you being here in his existence. In his memory. He will always be in our heart", they turned around and stepped down from the podium. For a funeral , that was a short speech , but you can't put into words how you feel about your own child dying. I quickly stood on the podium and freestyled this off my head , the best way I knew how. "Malik was a friend , through good times and bad times , we stuck together no matter what , I know some of you may hold me responsible and I cannot blame you for your choice but at least allow an explanation. It was bestowed upon me that I was set up and was wrongfully accused of such things." Everyone looked at me as if I'd spoken in a language never heard before. "It may seem out of line but sorry I just have to see for myself." I tried to open the casket but it was locked. I seen his parents speed walking to their car so I said fuck it. I pulled out my gun and busted 6 shots into the rim of the casket. When I opened it , it was another nigga who looked nothing like Malik. Now this right here was some bullshit.
- I needed some answers. So I ran and jumped the grave yard gate and ran until I seen a taxi and told the driver to follow their car. They pulled up to the police station and when I got out to sit there and wait for them to come out , I seen Rhodes , Micks , Jamie , Malik's moms and Malik's pops get into the same car. I ordered the taxi to follow it but we lost them when we got caught at a red light and they already rode past and turned onto the highway. I got text on the "other" cellphone , it was an address. 1036 Edgemoor Road , Cherry Hill , NJ. I told the taxi driver to get there as fast as he could even if it was a short cut.
- Once we got there , I stayed in the taxi and told him park up the street. They must've got caught in traffic because we beat them there by a minute or so. They got out the car and the hooded boul who jacked Chris came out the house , they all started yelling and arguing. I was taking pictures and recording all of it until they finally went in the house. I got a call from the "other" phone. As salamu alaikum wa rahmatullah wa barakatuhu " , he said from the phone. " Wa alaikum salam wa rahmatullah wa barakatuhu " , I replied. "You finally figured it out didn't you ?" , he asked. "Yup , it was Malik". He was still alive all this time. I text Brionna to see what Keith had to do with the situation and she said he was the back up plan if their plan didn't work. They faked this nigga death to try and set me up and pin everything on me, for what ? Cause Malik snitched after I left the station and cut a deal with these fucks and bury me and my pops ass. At least that's what Brionna told me and so far what she been saying is true.
