I hesitated. Why? I wasn’t sure, but something just felt uneasy knowing I was in the condo of an unknown man. Especially if he was connected to The Society. He had to be for this lady to know about them.
But all I have to do was clean up. That wouldn’t be a problem, would it?
But what if it was a problem, a huge problem?
Again, I searched the room as if the answer was going to appear.
“Kairi? Is that a problem?” she asked me for the second time.
Yes!My mouth was screaming for me to say yes, but instead, I said, “No. Not at all.”
Hey, all I had to do was clean up and buy a few groceries. How hard could that be??
CHAPTER SEVEN
SHAKUR MOORE
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I stood back and looked at my handy work. Installing this damn Ring doorbell had been testing my patience this morning.
I’d been home for days now, waiting up at night for those niggas to come back so I could finish them off, and nothing. So now I was taking another step to help me find them—installing a Ring doorbell.
Did I want my coming and going monitored? Hell no! But if it was going to help me find those mothafuckers, I was all for it.
My pops kept telling me to let it go, but I was never going to do that. I was on these niggas’ heads until I found them. On my mama, I was going to find them and fuck them up!
I didn’t give a fuck what anyone had to say, everyone around knew this was my house and my family. So, to know someone had the audacity to run up in here on them had me seeing red. And until I saw their bloods on my hands, I wasn’t ever going to let it go.
I knew my mama would be upset with me, but she would also understand me too. The love I had for my family would make me go to war with anybody.
I didn’t fear anyone but God.
After making sure I installed the shit properly, I checked my phone to see if it was recording correctly. Wasn’t that it was difficult to put up, it was just my annoyance level was too high to fiddle around with all these screws and shit. But I got it up and that was good enough for me.
“Heyo Donny!” I heard someone shout a name I hadn’t heard in a long time, and my head snapped up to see Donny jogging across the street.
“Didn’t I tell yo’ ass to stay from around here!” I barked.
Donny jumped and stopped running to look at me. His eyes bulged, full of fear.
“Shakur, you’re back!”
“Yeah, nigga. Move, before I move you. I don’t give a fuck who you’re here to see. I better not look up and see you again,” I warned him and looked down at my phone, knowing he’d better be gone.
Four years ago, he tried to move on Kairi and when she declined, he started to harass her. I put a stop to that and told him not to bring his ass on my street again.
He must have thought that shit changed because I left, but I was back now.
I kept looking down at my phone before I put it away, satisfied with my work, and went back into the house. By then, Donny was long gone.
My pops and Kairi were already out. I laughed, knowing they were gonna be pissed that I installed something that would keep an eye on them too.
In the meantime, I was praying those niggas slipped up and I caught them on this camera.
It was still mind blowing to know that Sony didn’t hear or know shit about it. I felt goofy as fuck for listening to his bitchass about looking out for my family if I left. I was yet to hear from or see Viper, but I was prepared for when he did show his face.
Luckily for me, some shit was going on in The Society and that had all of their attention. In my quest to find out who broke into our house, I’d heard the whispers. Sincere was stepping down, so a new king was set to take over.
