Different Breed

Different Breed Part Four

********************DIFFERENT BREED PART FOUR********************

Michael was in complete disbelief, like he had lost a winning lottery ticket or as if something valuable of his suddenly got blown apart. He turned red and boiling in total anger and rage

"Why would someone want to jack a motor?" Javan asked

"I don't know. But that was a £2,000 premium motor!" Michael barked as he paced the floor with fury

"Yo can you not amp at me, I didn't do nothing" Javan protested [AMP means to "shout out of anger"]

"I'm going to Amsterdam whether I swim or fly" Milton said with determination

"Can you hear yourself? Honestly bro, you can get a bit too brave" Javan declared

"Should we call the police?" Romone asked looking to Michael

"You know we don't do police. They complicate things and exaggerate unnecessarily. Now we got to do this thing here ourselves" Michael ordered. He thought long and hard and just remembered

"I've got my old motor in the shed about a few seconds away. It's in 'alright' quality but... Romone, do you think that you can fix it?"

"I can try, let me take a look. Yo you two can jam here" Romone said as he and Michael walk to the shed that's 20 seconds away. It's just passed 03:00; the icebox feel of the weather didn't do any favours. Javan and Milton decided to step inside the ferry. The ferry cabin is reasonably big in size. There's a dining table, seats, a TV, phone - basic household necessities. Javan and Milton sat on the chairs.

"Do you believe me now that some nutter or nutters are after me?" Milton asked [a NUTTER is a "crazy" or "demented" person"]

"I still don't. This area is notorious for crime, star. It's Michael's fault for leaving the ferry unattended, init?" Javan replied

"True say, Man I'm happy I finally got Angelique" Milton grinned [TRUE SAY is like saying "that's true"]

"You caught her off guard, man. Who does that?" Javan barked in an envious tone

"Jealousy is what I'm sensing!" Milton grinned in an egotistical way

"Shut up, man! I could have her any day of the week, star. Don't gas" Javan spat "But I'm onto Yvonne, ok?"

"That girl is way too hard. She's on an 'Independent Woman' thing, 'I don't need a man' garbage, I can tell" Milton declared

"Trust, but I'll get her by the end. It's only a matter of time, so don't watch that - it's minor" Javan said as he brings out his phone to check his calling credit

"But something has been bugging me all this time. All these strange things going on, it's just bare weird" Milton declared

"What things?" Javan asked as he put his phone away

"Basically..." Milton began

"Yep, I finished the motor. It's good to go!" Romone suddenly appeared, with a smudge of car oil on his bright hoody.

Michael is ready to set sail. He starts the ignition and the motor groans, then it starts

"Yo take it easy, family. Bell me if anything" Romone roared

"Will do man, you're a quality friend. I'll holler tell Angelique I'm thinking of her!" Milton barked as the ferry set sail. The image of Romone got smaller and smaller as he camouflages into the distance.

Back at The Nartey's residence, it was 03:12; Phoebe had woken up for work. She pulled the duvet off of her body, and scowled at her husband's ear-piercing snoring. She was wearing a baby blue coloured night dress. Phoebe then went straight into the bathroom with a towel, oblivious to Milton's note that rested on her dressing room desk. She ran a hot shower and viewed at herself at the mirror for about a minute. She then removed her clothes and stepped into the lukewarm shower. She felt relief as the moderately hot water washed all her fatigue away - and it felt good. After a 20 minute shower, she got her towel and wrapped it around her bosom. Phoebe then went back into her room to get a hairdryer and a straightening iron, but then she notices the note and picks it up. She spends 10 minutes perfecting her midnight brown coloured locks of hair but is tempted to read the paper. She wastes no time in opening it, and it read: