Beautiful, sweet, smart, and a wanted criminal. He's not sure who she really is, but he's curious to find out.
A read you won't regret 😉
Rewriting.
#4 mystery-thriller
#1 ryandestiny
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#1 Houston
#4 bandhunta Izzy
#1 Urban
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"Let me hear my son's voice."
I nodded toward Tahj and Tahj shot him in the foot.
Judah's son let out a piercing scream. Kids these days have to post their every move on social media. I wonder why they haven't figured out how dangerous that is yet. I'll admit it was hard to find little Judah on social media at first. Even though he had the judge's first name his last name wasn't Smith. He wasn't listed as the Judge's son anywhere. I discovered through some digging that he had a love child in 1995. Once I tracked him down it was easy to find out where he performs often. He was an aspiring singer. He actually had a great voice from the clips I had come across on his page.
"Pops!" "Son are you alright?" "No this crazy bitch has me tied up and they just shot me!"
"You might want to watch what you call me." I informed him. "Hanging up now judge. Do we have a deal?"
I heard a heavy sigh on the other line. It was a defeated sigh. A sigh that I loved to hear.
"Yes. I'll call it off now. Don't hurt my son." "Good. What was the point of this?"
"I need your money. This was the only way I could get it. I'll call off the investigation." "So you fabricated evidence against me and my associates?" "Yes."
"You got that Tahj?" I asked him while he recorded. He nodded.
The judge's other children were heavily guarded. People knew who they were, making them not so easy targets. This child though. This child was his deepest darkest secret. His wife of 30 years didn't even know about him.
"You're recorded in case you change your mind." I hung up the phone took Tahj's gun and put a bullet right on little Judah's forehead. If that judge thought that he was going to have me kill one of my best friends and I let his son live he was dumb as hell. Am I not Coca?
I'm so sorry Brittany.
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"Tyler, No!" I yelled at him. The investigation had been called off and I was ready for my life to go back to normal.
"You have to Charlie. Just this one last time. We have cops to pay off from this mess. It's the last time."
Tyler was trying to convince me to fly on a private plane back to Bali to get drugs from John Kei. He needed to sell them to get some extra money and not dip into his legal money. He had to explain where that money went and we didn't need anymore attention. The only problem was that John Kei has now met Tyler up close and personal and it wasn't Tyler. It was Izzy.
"I'm not talking to him anymore!" I told him and Tyler smirked.
"Well convince him. You want me to go put a gun to his head? I will. I promise this is it. We need this. Then I'll sign the divorce papers and we can go our separate ways." I could tell he was serious. "Ok. Fuck!"
