Still In

XXXII

Smoke

"Where she at?" Mama asked, walking into the warehouse.

"She there." I said, nodding towards the back.

Once we got Dawn down here, we called Mama. Usually, we'll have one of the girls come deal with this but since they all pregnant, I called the biggest gangsta I know.

"You came ready, huh?"

Taking in her appearance, she had on sweatpants, a pullover jacket, and timbs. Her hair was up in a messy bun on top her head. Almost every ring she probably ever owned was on her fingers, wrapped up.

"One thing these bitches gone learn how to do is stop fucking with my family. Now, let's go."

"Yes, ma'am." I said, amused.

I walked over to the back of the warehouse and Mama followed behind me. Dawn was tied up in a wooden chair in the middle of the floor. Sean, Rashad, and Randy was posted up in their own corners.

"Wake her up." Mama said.

"Y'all heard her."

Sean walked up to Dawn and pressed the cattle prod against her hip.

"Ahhhhh!" She screamed, waking up.

Sean went back to his corner and crossed his arms. Mama went up to Dawn and bent down. Her old ass knees was gone feel that later.

"How you doing?"

"W-Who are you?"

"Your worse fucking nightmare. You know Smoke? Well he got all that shit from me."

"What are you? His mom?"

"Where are my grandbabies?"

"Old lady, you don't fucking scare me."

Mama stood up properly and hit Dawn with a mean right hook. Shit made me flinch.

"I asked you a question."

"I don't know!"

Mama laughed, wickedly. "Sean."

He came up to her and pressed the prod against Dawn again.

"Ahhhhhh!" He moved back.

"Where's my grandkids?" Mama asked again.

"I don't know! I swear!"

Mama punched her again and blood flew out her mouth onto the floor. I shook my head as blood just kept pouring out her mouth.

"You know something. Speak up!" Mama said.

Dawn spit blood out on Mama's shoes. "Fuck you!"

"Ahhh, shit." Sean and Shad mumbled.

Mama looked back at me with amusement on her face. I raised my hands and took a step back. Mama nodded and walked over to Shad. Reaching in his waistband, she pulled his gun out and held it her hand. Going to a different corner, she found a bottle of Vodka on the floor. She walked back over to Dawn and stared at her with her head slightly tilted before shooting her in the knee.

"Ouuu, shit." I mumbled.

I never seen Mama shoot somebody before. This really must be where I get it from. Mama opened the bottle of vodka and took a swig from it before pouring it on the gunshot wound.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Dawn cried out. "Stop! Please stop! I don't know where the kids are!"

"Well, what do you know?" Randy asked.