“Get some rest,” Audiemar advised, eyes fixed on Mozzi first before shifting to Coast. “Both of you. I have to stay behind and check on something.”
Bee eased into the empty space beside Coast.
“I’ll see you all back at the house later.” Audiemar backed away, closing the door and slapping the side of the SUV so the driver would pull off.
Once they were gone, he turned to Kong and Moose, both with their heads down in their devices.
“Tell me this situation with Nay doesn’t have shit to do with the move you made on Donahue?” Audiemar pinched the bridge of his nose and held his breath.
“Something had to have gone wrong,” Kong concluded.
“You think?” his father belted, shaking his head. “This is why I tell you to do the dirt yourself. Niggas ain’t cut the same no more. Somebody always has a price or some type of hidden fucking agenda.”
Kong sighed, knowing he’d fucked up. He sent a crew after Donahue, and his team was ready for it. Nay was merely an innocent bystander in the wrong place at the wrong fucking time. There was always collateral damage when it came to revenge. He might not fuck with her like that, but he didn’t want to see no harm come her way.
“Pops, I gotta go.” Moose shoved his phone into his jeans pocket.
“Now, Moose?”
“Yeah. It can’t wait. I’ll check in a little later. I gotta take care of something.” His concern was for Inari.
Ayla couldn’t leave the house, and Dane didn’t have a license, so she was in Kong’s phone, panicking about her sister and wanted someone to go check on her. Once Kong relayed all that to Moose, he knew he had to go. Returning to the scene of the crime had his stomach knotted up, but he couldn’t leave her on stuck like that by herself after tonight’s events. He owed her.
