Irritated To The Point Of Destruction

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Ashanti

The big question is, where will I go? I had money saved but, could I risk going to the bank and withdrawing a large amount of money at once? I didn't want to leave a paper trail. Another thing that was bothering me was that the cops never came back to my house. That was both puzzling and strange. I tried to shake it off but there was something so familiar about both detectives.  Like I've seen them or even been around them before. I wanted to call and talk to Rico but I knew that he would find me or get me to tell him where I was going, I couldn't do that. I had to get to the bottom to all of this madness. But, who do I turn to? I truly couldn't trust anyone. I had a strange feeling about everything and everyone, then all of a sudden it all came to me, Marquez was always on his phone and his tablet, if I could get to his tablet and look through everything I could see who really wanted me dead. I turned around and sped back towards Marquez's apartment, there had to be answers there. I heard a ringtone but it wasn't mine it just kept ringing. I couldn't look for it but I kept hearing it. I only had two more stops until I got to mine. I had to make sure that I had my tazer charged, my guns loaded and my mind clear, I needed a blunt. I parked two blocks away from Marquez's building, I had to make sure that I was safe, I didn't have any uneasy feelings so, I power walked all the way there, I took the elevator. I walked slowly down the hallway, made sure no one was in the hallway, his neighbors were nosey as hell. I got my key out and unlocked the door, walked in cautiously and looked in every room. I saw his tablet on the kitchen counter, he always left it in the same place, it was fully charged, lucky me. I put in the password and got in, nothing popped out I was becoming impatient. Then finally, I saw the email. It, was from some dude in Texas named Sampson Beaudroux, how the hell was he connected to me. I went and googled him, he was rich as hell, some oil baron but that still didn't explain why he wanted me dead. Beaudroux, Beaudroux, that last name stood out to me for some odd reason. My daddy would know who he was, I'm pretty sure papì knew this guy. I guess I was going to have to make a trip to the state prison. I hated going there but, I needed answers damnit. I called down to Angolia state prison to make sure that my father could have visitors. I know that papì had a temper so there was no telling if he was in the hole or not. I hadn't seen my dad in 4 years, he told us that he didn't want us to come up there, he wanted us to live our lives and he'd serve his time. He didn't have that many years but, it was devastating when they took him from us, we were broke, we always moved around. It was hard as hell. I had to mentally prepare myself for this visit, it had to be professional but affectionate. I loved my daddy he was the best daddy ever, I just knew that once he caught wind of what was going on in the streets, there would be blood shed. I had to get to him and explain that I could handle it by myself, he'd be upset at the least but, hopefully he'd understand. I prayed that he would, but I doubted it highly

After looking through everything I grabbed Marquez's tablet then headed out I locked the door behind me and walked to my car like nothing happened. I had made the call to Angolia state prison, the warden said that my daddy could have visitors so I was happy cause I needed answers about this man, I needed to know who this man was and if he was the one who wanted me dead if so why was I on his list of people to kill? I drove in silence to Angolia state prison I had a lot on my mind so many unanswered questions that I needed answers to my mind was going 100 miles per hour and I just needed everything to slow down, Angolia state prison is only a few miles away soon I would have all the answers that I needed pulling up to the prison gave me the most uneasy feeling ever. I grabbed everything that I needed then headed inside, the correctional officer asked for my information so I gave it to him then he told me to have a seat and that he'd be right back. Seeing my daddy would be good but I knew that when it was time for me to leave that he wouldn't be coming with me five minutes later. My daddy appeared I nearly cried as I stood up to hug him we sat down together tears streamed down my face as my daddy wiped them away. "Awwwww princess don't cry there's no need to cry."  Daddy was right I didn't need to cry but I did need answers so I cleared my throat and sighed before saying. "Papi I need to know who Sampson Beaudroux is." My daddy froze in his seat his expression quickly changed from happiness to anger in a matter of five seconds I was kinda nervous then my daddy spoke in a calm yet angry tone. "Why in the hell do you need to know who Sampson Beaudroux is?!" I hesitated to tell my daddy why I needed to know who Sampson Beaudroux was but I knew that if I didn't tell him I wouldn't get the answers that I needed. "I need to know who Sampson Beaudroux is because he wants me dead papi." I pulled out Marquez's tablet and showed papi the email and he became extremely livid I knew that there was no calming him down papi wanted blood and he wasn't going to stop until he got it.