That unpredictable thug love

Chapter (23) I Found You.

~This Chapter Has Been Finished And Ready To Publish For Awhile Now But I was Just trying To Wait And Upload It At The Same Time as I did my other stories, but since everyone's been messaging me and asking for an update on this book in particular, I just decided to go ahead and publish it individually. Show Love❤❤~

■Preston's P.O.V■

I wiped my hands and wrists of the dark, red blood with a big towel. Glancing up at the fuck boy sitting, taped up in the chair, blood covering his face and clothes. It had been awhile since I'd been in my killer mode and at this rate, I didn't want to stop. The only reason that bitch ass nigga was still alive was because I needed to get my baby back and had little but enough info to do so.

I threw the towel on the tool table in the large, dim lit , basement of our trap house and walked out of the door.

They were all waiting on me outside the door; Hunter, Blaze, Smoke, Dezzy and Chris who'd just come from the hospital to check on Dom's progress.

"He said that they were posted at the first run down house on Washington, get ready to do what we haven't done in a long ass time. Do whatever the fuck you gotta do when we get there, y'all know the drill... And don't hold shit back. " Was all I said before I walked upstairs and pulled my phone from my pocket.

I scrolled down my contacts until I found who I was looking for and pressed the name.

Chance: Wassup?

Me: Aye man, we needa talk. Like I need you here right now.

Chance: Fa'sho, where you at?

I gave him the address to the trap and he said he would be here in a few.

I walked up another set of stairs and to the room next to my office. Blaze was already in the room, opening boxes and crates and looking inside while Hunter stood in the far corner, watching.

"Pick one. " I looked at him, it'd been the first time I'd spoken to him calmly since the Karma incident.

"Me?- Nah, I'd rather not, besides I'm not going anyway. " He stated.

"Why?" Both Blaze and I looked at him.

"Because, I don't know what they have in that house," And we instantly knew what he was referring too, "Plus, look at my arms, what the hell I'ma' do with these?" He began to flap his scrawny but long arms like a bird... It actually made me feel sorry for him...

"That's what guns are for Hunter," I tossed him an unloaded pistol.

"Damn Major, way to make me sound like a pussy." He said, Blaze and I chuckled. I was tucking my silver coated desert eagle in my waist band when I heard the front door open and close. I stepped over the open boxes and walked out of the room, then downstairs. Chris and Dezzy was dapping Chance already, while Smoke stood mugging him.

"What's good man? " We dapped and bro hugged.

"C'mon, we can talk in my office. " I assured him as I started walking up the stairs. I entered my office and sat in my desk chair while he sat across from me, just looking around. His eyes landed on the pole behind the chair he was sitting in, he laughed.

"Hunter's Idea. " I shook my head, causing him to laugh again.

"So, there's something I need to tell you bro." I say, getting down to business. His smile vanished.

"I'm listening. "

"I don't know why or how Karmella got home but she came home early when I wasn't there and... " I finally looked up at him.