+25 322 319: You should have dropped the case.
My eyes widened, and fear gripped me before I felt someone grab me from behind.
“What the—get off of me!” I tried to scream, but I lost the battle as a pungent smell of alcohol wafted up my nose, and my world turned dark.
Chapter
Twenty-One
EMERY
Just as I felt a bit of relief from my stress, the shit came back ten times worse. Not only did I find out who the bitch was that was snitching, a dead-man-walking snatched my fucking wife. While my team gathered to search, I sat fuming, ready to shut the fucking world down like COVID-19 was back.
My moms walked over to me and took my hand. She had been trying her best to keep me calm, but I was already dangling off the ledge of insanity.
“We’re going to find her, Emery. I promise.” While they wanted to wait to see if someone took Yumi for ransom, I was ready to end the fucking world. I drew a deep breath and closed my eyes, trying to keep calm. That shit didn’t work.
Fuck this!
I shot up from my seat and stormed toward my parents’ door.
“Emery!” Moms yelled after me. “Get y’all asses out and go with him!” she continued as I hopped in my whip with Mill and Mook jumping in with me. Nothing needed to be said as I peeled out of their driveway, heading to my first destination. I could seethe multiple cars following me closely while I sped through the city to kill a few dummies.
Motherfuckas wanted to play with their lives, and that was the craziest shit to me. They knew how I was coming, so this shit was beyond me. I didn’t have any enemies as far as I knew, so I couldn’t understand any of this shit.
I couldn’t lose Yumi.
I just got her back, and I refused to let anyone harm her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I yelled, pounding my fist on the dashboard.
“I’m usually the voice of reason in these situations, but at this point, I can’t even say shit about how you feeling. I’m on whatever you on, Cuddy,” Mook said.
Emil shook his head. “Niggas just got off a murder trial, and now they want us on another one.”
“Ain’t gon’ be another trial. These bitches are dying tonight,” I said, whipping through traffic until I reached my destination. I sped through the surprisingly open gates with ten black trucks on my follow-up. I was barely able to get the car in park before we all jumped out, guns in hand.
Four guards stood guarding the house as I approached.
“Em—” Before the first guard could get a word out, I sent a bullet flying through his forehead. That prompted my team to rain bullets on the other guards standing in my way.
I pushed open the French doors and proceeded down the hall, where I knew his study was.
“Team one, take the east wing; team two, take the west. Find that bitch,” I said, continuing my stride with Mill and Mook behind me. I spotted the team of maids and sent bullets their way. The butler turned the corner, and once he saw me with the gun, he tried to run but caught a bullet in his back.
Finally making it to the study, Emil kicked the door in to find Torrance getting head from his maid. They both jumped as I sent a bullet soaring through his arm.
The ho ass maid screamed, and I sent a bullet in her mouth.
“Ahhh, fuck! What the fuck, Emery!” Torrance cried out, holding his arm. I grabbed him by the back of his neck and pushed him onto the leather couch.
“I warned yo’ bitch ass. I warned you. What did I tell you, Banks?”
His face twisted from the pain in his arm as he looked up at me. “I told her to stop this shit! She wouldn’t listen. You broke her fucking heart, and she hasn’t been right since. I tried to talk to you for her, but you were adamant about not being with her. So, she flipped. I told her not to do it, Em!”
“What does his not wanting to be with your daughter have to do with us, though?” Mook asked what I wanted to know.
“I don’t know, man. Just, please, don’t hurt her. You guys are free, and she won’t bother you again. I promise!”
