Angel {COMPLETED}

Chapter 41

Los Angeles, California
February 19
Beyoncé

"Alright so, Meagan called and that automatically exempts her from being the driver of he car that hit him."

"Why is that?"

"Because the moment that call went through, those cameras went out meaning that's when they got it."

"There has to be at least three people in that car, if they're smart. The caller, Meagan, the Wiz who was able to cut those cameras, and the main hitter. When I say this was premeditated, I mean this shit was pre-fucking meditated." I sighed.

It was like I couldn't even protect my family because people had a vendetta over shit I was already done and over with.

"This shit is just like a web of bullshit." He said.

"Damn right. We still don't know who was on the other end of that phone."

"Yes the hell we do." He stood up. "Meagan was talking to Leon Good. Her father."

"What the hell was he doing at a hospital?"

"That's what creeps me out about this whole thing. Her father 'just' graduated nursing school and then he 'just' got transferred into the hospital. People don't get transferred that quickly. Especially straight out of school. Something extremely shady went down about that whole exchange."

"Nigga this is bigger than I thought it was. We need some backup this time."

He pointed at me and I knew exactly what it was. I knew exactly who I needed to call. I walked out of the room and put Tiny, DeQuan, and Bishop on one call.

"Yooo Bey!" DeQuan yelled. "Wassup?"

"It's something going down in LA and I had my woman and my babies moved out to a different location for protection. We need y'all for backup here."

"We who? What happened?" Tiny asked.

"Me and Joseph. Taylor and his babies got clapped the other night and Kennedy was the only one that got hit. She's in a coma."

"Definitely planned out." Bishop said. "Nobody hits up a car full of people, I assume and only gets one person without a reason. What the fuck did Taylor do?"

"Get out the game. Niggas was tryna do good and get out, make less noise in the city and niggas get clapped? It doesn't make sense."

"It does make sense actually. What y'all thinking though?"

"Come to Joseph's house tonight. Today, I have to go watch these doctors stab my baby."

"Oh you gotta tell me all about the new baby, she's adorable by the way."

"Thank you." I hung up the phone and sat on the couch. I didn't wanna wreck my brain over something that I knew I would figure out soon. I knew it wouldn't be easy but I was gonna protect my ladies or die trying.

**

"It's gonna hurt her." I held Luxe by the back of her head and she smiled up at me. "It's okay baby girl."

"She's not even crying, you are." Nika said, pulling Luxe's shirt down. "That's a big girl, she alright."

"She's not. They gon' shoot my baby, how many times Doc?"

"Only four."

"ONLY FOUR?! That's a lot. All in her legs?"

"Yup. Usually the babies are okay. Everything will be fine." The doctor laughed.