Locked Up

Chapter Twenty

Twain "King" Wilson
My eyes shot open as I tried to catch my breath. Nightmares flooded my head of what is to come. Kehlani lay beside me resting peacefully. I sighed and ran my hands down my face. As quietly as possible, I got out of the bed and kneeled down beside it. With my eyes closed and hands folded, I prayed silently.

"Dear Lord, I know it's rare when you hear from me. And I'm sorry for not always doing right by you. I'm one of your biggest sinners and I know I do not deserve your presence. But please. I hope you hear me out. Tell everyone that I've put up to you, that I'm sorry. I still remember their faces. Every single one. And I've never been more sorry in my life. I'm not doing this because of what's to come. I'm doing this because all the people that I've come across in my life I have destroyed. So please forgive me. And God, protect her. Give her everything she deserves and more."

I opened my eyes to be met by Kehlani's brown pools. She sat up and leaned her forehead against mine. I grabbed her hands and breathed. "It's time."

***
I left Kehlani at home and headed for the Trap. Malachi wasn't answering my calls but that was the least of my worries. I needed the troops ready now so we can move out and get this done. I contacted X and instructed him to get everyone to the Trap. Now.

Walking inside was chaos. People scrambled to get things, packed, put away, transported. No loose ends could exist at any time otherwise, we're fucked.

I met up in the training room with the troops. People were strapping up, putting on gear, etc. As I entered the room grew silent. I nodded towards everyone and joined Capo, Lamar, and X at our station. Silently I placed on my vest with shaky hands. I took a deep breath to calm myself. Rarely I get nervous but now, now was one of those times.

After stepping up I walked upstairs to my office where my father was waiting. He stared out the window in the dark. Only the light shining through from the moon brightened the room. I stood across from him in silence.

"I thought one day the roles might be switched. That I'd be in your shoes, and you'd be in mine."

"Cut the sobby bullshit pops." I stripped off my vest and sat it down on the wood. "Make sure somebody gets this." I began to walk away but he called my name. I stopped but refused to face him.

"Son. I'm-"

The door opening cut us off. X entered inside the room and I left, shutting the door behind me. I shook off my nerves and had everyone gather in the great room. Lamar, X, Capo, and my father stood beside me. I stood before everyone as we sat silent. "This is it. This is the day that these sons of bitches finally realize the Wilson Empire is not to be fucked with. My father, my brother, all of you, and I, we've worked our asses off to build this empire up. And some mother fuckers think they can take away everything that we've built! Well you know what I say to that? I say anybody that thinks they can bring down this empire is a damn fool! And we will end those who try to bring us down. You know who we are. You know what we do. Now it's time to let them know! Move out." The troops cheered as we began making our way to the vans. I let Lamar go but stopped Capo. "Capo. I know you have a family. I know this isn't your life anymore. So therefore, you don't have to do this. You can stay and watch D for me-"

"Twain. I'm with you. To the end." I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him to me. My eyes shut tight and I breathed heavily. We released one another and nodded.

"Let's go kick some ass."

***
We road in silence as the driver weaved between trees. Step one was crucial for us to be non detected so we went for the approach of going through the woods. The car came to a halt and I sighed. Turning towards my team, I gave them a stern look. "Don't break until I give word. Is that understood?"