End game

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(2 months later)
December 1st 4:30 a.m.

I was standing in Christopher's Working room where all of his laptops and computers and shit are set up with elijah and he was tracking Jeffery and Juan down. 

"They're in cuba" He says sounding not so sure, I look at the screen and then I grab one of his laptops and start looking myself.

After a couple of minutes I find Michigan, I zoom into the house that he used to go to on weekends. "He's here" I say feeling so sure "1243 State avenue in Michigan" I say and they look at me in shock.

"How in the hell" Christopher says grabbing the laptop "He would go there on weekends, He took me once, Today is sunday, Ive got my bet there" I say and they nod.

"We leave at 6 let everyone know" Elijah orders Christopher and he runs out "I'm not taking you mama's, I don't want you to get hurt" He says and I cross my arms over my chest.

"Well I'm not staying here" I protest and he sighs "Seriously" He says and I smile "I'm serious Lijybear" I touch his face walking past him and he pulls me right back. 

"If you go you stay in the car" He says and I raise a eyebrow "Now has that ever worked" I say and he lets me walk away.

I change into a pair of blue jeans and a basic t-shirt then i slide on some socks then my black uggs, I throw on my black supreme jacket and leave my hair down and curly.

I walk out of my room and into Elijah's room seeing him in only boxers "You now I'm going to end juan not jeffery right" He says and I nod sitting on the bed "You could if you wanted to" I say and he slides his shirt over his head

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I walk out of my room and into Elijah's room seeing him in only boxers "You now I'm going to end juan not jeffery right" He says and I nod sitting on the bed "You could if you wanted to" I say and he slides his shirt over his head.

"Well I'm not going to no matter how bad I want to because what if one day you regret letting me" He says and I almost roll my eyes "I don't give one flying shit about the guy" I say and he nods.

He pulls his pants and throws on a pair of Jordan's and grabs his jacket and walks over to me grabbing my hand. "Come on I've got to get guns and shit" He mumbles pulling me downstairs.

Once were in the little armory of his I look around seeing no frying pan, What the fuck. 

"Come here" He says and I walk over and he turns me around and grabs the top of my jeans pulling them from my skin "Whoa there you got to much dip on ya chip" I laugh and he cackles "Just enough" He responds shoving a pistol in my pants.

"Right here is a Karambit knife" He says swinging it through one finger, He is totally doing that wrong. 

"Give me it" I smirk and he hands it over and I swing it through all five of my fingers perfectly "And thats period" Jamal comes in "Where did you learn that" He says and I smile.

"When Jamal's dad left he left his stuff and me and Jamal would play with these" I say and Jamal comes over showing the scar on his upper arm "I cried like a bitch" He says and Elijah laughs.

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