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Chapter 19 | I'm Trying To Save You

London

   I Heard Someone Calling My Name, And I Feel My Head In Someone's Lap. I Slowly Open My Eyes To See Carey With Tears In Her Eyes.

    "What Did You Do?" She Asked As She Hugged My Head.

    "It Just Happened." I Admitted.

    "You Have No Idea What This Means." Carey Said As She Ran Her Fingers Through Her Hair. "Zero Is Unstable, You Were The Only One Who Was Keeping Him Stable. He's Going To Basically Kill Himself If You Don't Hurry Up And Catch Him Before He Catches A Needle."

I Covered My Mouth In Shock.

"What Did I Do?" I Said In A Whisper.

   I Slowly Stood Up, And Held My Eye. I Looked Around The Hotel Room. It's A Mess.

    "I Have To Go." I Said As I Began To Walk Towards The Door.

   I Walked Outside The Room, And Went Towards The Receptionist. I Looked At The Lady.

"Have You Seen A Guy Walk Out Of Here A While Ago?" I Asked.

"Ma'am, I've Seen A Lot Of Males Walk In And Out Of This Building, Please Be Specific."

I Chewed On My Bottom Lip.

"Okay, He Had A Red Hat On With A Black And White Shirt, And Brown Sunglasses." I Described.

She Sighed.

"He Took Off In His Car, Going West." She Stated.

I Took A Deep Breath.

"Thank You."

Zero

I Can't Wrap My Head Around London Screwing Manny Like That. She Probably Just Met Him And I Had To Wait A Month To Hit That. Something In The Milk Ain't Clean. Manny Is One Clever Dude, I'll Give Him That. He's Trying To Mess With My Head So I Can Be A Vulnerable Target. I Won't Let Him Get To Me.

    I Pulled Over My Car, And Walked Out Of It With My Hand On My Gun. Manny Has Two Houses. One In Detroit And The Other In Los Angeles. The Detroit House Is His Main Joint. He Only Visits Los Angeles When He Has A Job To Do. It's Convenient That He Chose Detroit To Mess With London.

   I Knocked On Manny's Door, And Placed My Back Against The Wall. Manny Walked Out Confused. I Hit Manny's Head With The Butt Of My Gun, And He Fell To The Floor. I Pulled Him Inside.

  "Why Did You Do That, Huh? Man To Man, Just Give Me Answers On Why You're Trying To Mess With Me." I Demanded.

Manny Looked Up At Me. He Removed His Hand From The Back Of His Head To Look At His Blood. He Placed It Back On His Head.

"I Don't Have To Explain Shit To You."

I Pointed My Gun At Him.

"You're Going To Talk Or My Friend Here," I Gestured Toward My Gun. "Will Make You."

Manny Clenched His Jaw.

      "You Killing Someone In Front Of Me, Messed Me Up. I Can't Have A Decent Sleep Without That Moment Replaying In My Mind---"

    "So, You're Trying To Kill Me?" I Asked.

    "No. I'm Just Trying To Make You Suffer Like I Am Every Damn Day."