Thirty-Three.

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Seth in the pic.

Seth
"Omg, who is doing all of this?" Jamie cried, rocking back and forth.

"Rosko?" I questioned, my nostrils flaring at this whole entire situation.

"Yeah, I'm still here."

"We need a plan and we need to set it up instantly because whoever this person is... they obviously ain't playing games." Rosko mentioned.

I nodded as if he could see me.

"I'ma hit ya back Seth. I'm about to share and gather this with the group."

"Yeah, do that."

I looked over at my wife. Nia tried her best to console her.

"I'm ready to catch a damn body fam." Sean paced the room back and forth.

He was pissed and I didn't blame em. This person was coming for all of our heads, not just one. And one thing about our group is; we don't play around when it comes to either one of us... bad terms, or not.

"Nah, we don't have time to be getting into deep trouble like that just yet. The old workers that I know? They stay on they shit, but if we have to catch a body to protect our family, then so be it."

I rubbed my middle finger and thumb against each-other, thinking.

"Baby?" She looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

"You know anyone after you? Any Enemy's?"

She shook her head no, breaking down once again. "They trying to come for our baby..."

"I'm not letting that shit happen Jamie. Trust me." I sighed, playing with one of my braids in my head.

This was just too much. I didn't even know where to start.

"You sure you haven't pissed anyone off?" I asked, just to make sure.

"Seth. I'm sure."

Izan remained quiet.

I noticed the girl he brought along had left yesterday night.

She just wanted a quick fuck and some easy money. Her motive really wasn't hard to see, nor notice. And Izan, of course was dumb enough to give her exactly what she wanted.

"Jamie, think about your past. Someone who may want revenge." Izan lowly said.

She looked up at him, thinking really hard.

"I've never done anything to hurt, or harm anyone. Never. I can't think of anything."

I talked to Jamie's dad earlier, he didn't even know what to say. He was speechless, but I knew for a fact that the thought of someone being after his daughter didn't sit too well with him at all.

"Please, just tell me this is all a dream. I can't have a total stranger come after the ones I love... man, I just can't." Jamie sobbed, throwing her head into her hands.

I got up and left. I couldn't see her like that. I walked into another part of the room and just sat there.

My mind slowly began to drift off to Jamie's mother. How heavy on drugs she is, how associated she is with many drug dealers and dopes. 

What if she has something to do with this?

I sighed, punching the wall out of frustration. I refuse to have any motha'fucka come after my wife, my baby boy, my fucking family?

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