We arrived in Daytona about an hour ago. I heard Derrick on the phone talking to someone about the fire.
From what I could understand it was a total lost. He told them of this special trip he planned for me, and didn't know when we would return. Especially, if there was nowhere to return to. Derrick said something on the lines of having family here.
Special trip my ass.
I want to scream out for someone to help me, but I know nobody would do anything. And more than likely it would end up worse in the end run.
I have a baby to protect and I can't risk angering him. I have no idea what his tipping point would be.
Even if the baby is his gold mine.
We hail a cab and Derrick meets with a guy outside the airport selling his 99' Ford.
He pays the man cash for it. Where ever he got this money I don't know. I don't ask.
We've been on the road for about an hour now, when Derrick phone rings.
"Hello?...Yes this is him...."
I lean my head against the glass and tune out the conversation. I'm praying that Dinah will find me. Anybody. I put my hand on my stomach and keep praying.
"Yes... she's fine... looking forward to some sun." He laughs. "We will be staying with family. I might end up transferring her since there's nothing left of the house..... Thank you... Sure you can talk to Normani . Hold on a second let me get her." He hits the mute button on the phone.
"Tell them you are ok understand?"
"Why should I?" I sass him.
And I'm going to wish I didn't now. He pulls up his shirt and pulls out a revolver. He takes it out and points it to my stomach. This is a whole other side of Derrick , something I didn't even thought existed.
I nod and he hands me the phone taking it off mute.
"Hello?" I try to keep the shakiness out of my voice.
"Normani this is Detective Grey. I had a concerned individual come in today and was worried about you..."
Dinah... yes!
"So I'm checking up to see if you are ok?"
I'm about to say what was really going on when I feel the cold metal of the gun pressed against my stomach. I quickly change my mind.
"I'm fine." I answer.
"Can you tell me where you are?"
"Daytona Florida"
"Alright. And you sure you are alright? You feel safe?"
"Yes sir."
NO! I'm not please know I couldn't tell you any other way. Please.
"Alright, if you ever need us, you know how to contact us?"
"Yes, sir."
"Ok, thank you Normani."
