Amara POV...
When I'm sat down, and my bag is snatched off I cover my eyes from the sudden bright light. Where fuck are we?
Lady:Please take a drink, hydrate!
The guys grab the water, it's not even that serious, well not if you've been screaming the whole ride. I grab the glass and take a small sip before sitting it back down.
Lady:I hope it's not too strong...
Ruby:What's too strong?
Lady:The poison...
They spit the water out and I roll my eyes and rub my temple my head pounding like crazy.
Cesar:Cuchillos heir to the Santos...
Man what? Don't cuchillos mean knives in spainish? I guess knives didn't sound as scary or cool.
Cuchillos:So you're smarter than you look...
Monse:Cuchillos, as in knives?
Cuchillos:Dont look so scared, I brought you here to thank you.
Me:A card would have been just enough...
She looks me up and down and I return the look. She ain't scaring nobody...
Well she's scaring the crew.
Ruby:Thank us for what?
Butter knife:For helping take down the prophets! We thought we might get a handle but we wiped out the whole operation?what a feat!
No Cesar did, no we bitch. Salad did that. Dude that smashed celopatra did that.
Butter knife:How clever they must be to find the Roller World money. I'm going to tell you a secret. I was with Benito, Frankie and lil' Ricky that night.
Jamal:No!
Butter knife: Who do you think came up with the plan?
Jamal:Lil' Ricky wasn't the mastermind? I don't buy it. There was no trace of you in my investigation.
Butter knife:Of course not, and for good reason. Because behind every good man is a better woman.
Or a person who wasn't there, you can make a plan and never help act out the said plan. I sigh and lean back into the seat, I never thought I'd be kidnapped by a woman nick named knives.
Butter knife:So now I need your help again...
Me:Sorry that was a one time gig.
Jamal:Would you shut up!
I roll my eyes and lean on my knees looking at her.
Butter knife:If you were clever enough to find the roller world money, I know you can help me with something even more important and if you do I'll give you back the dough.
Oh my fucking God. We are not leverage.
Butter knife:Lil Ricky is alive. And you're gonna find him.
I look at the others but the only one who's smiling is Jamal. This investigation discovery ass nigga. Soon she gets up and we follow her into the house.
Cesar:How do you he's alive he has a grave.
Butter knife: Do you really believe all bodies have Graves and all Graves have bodies? It's called female intuition. I just feel he's alive. Always have. I just don't know where he is.
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