Page 122 of Mia

I hung up and shot my father a message to let him know to get the others ready, then looked around the room.

“Bring his ass here,” I said.

Those who were seated stood to their feet. My brothers walked over to hug and kiss me, and dap Titan before leading the team out of the warehouse.

I took a deep breath.

It was almost showtime.

“Nobody is leaving until one of you muthafuckas confess!” I yelled, looking around the room. “One or several of you crossed me! Who was it?!”

They all looked at me, the room echoing with deafening silence. I had to chuckle to myself. They must have taken me for a joke. Now I had to show them just how funny I could be.

“Andre, front and center.”

Andre looked around nervously as he stepped forward.

“On your knees.”

“Boss—”

Whipping out my gun, I shot him in the kneecap. He howled in pain as he collapsed to the floor.

“I said on your fucking knees!” I paced in front of his crying ass, rubbing the gun against my temple. “Didn’t I send you to the hospital, Andre?”

“Boss, please⁠—”

I shot him in the other knee.

“Answer the question!”

“Yes!”

“And didn’t you tell me they said that bitch was dead?”

“Yes… that’s what they said.”

“That’s what they said.” I nodded. “And you told them you were her brother?”

“Y-yes.”

“And you didn’t ask to see a fucking body?”

“How was I supposed to walk in that room and be ambushed? You saw what they did downtown. These ain’t average niggas, JacQues.”

I hit him with the butt of the gun, causing blood to fly out of his mouth.

“That’s exactly why I know one of you flipped on me. I pay you all very well, do I not? Don’t I look out for you? Don’t I provide some of you a fucking top-of-the-line experience with my girls? And this is how you do me!”

Aiming the gun, I shot Andre in the head. His body slumped to the floor.

“For every five minutes that I don’t have an answer, one of you sons of bitches is gonna die.”

It had to be one of them.

There was no way this fake bitch knew enough about me to know where to find me, my kids to kidnap my entire family. Somebody was feeding her information. The men in this room were privy to a lot of information about my dealings because they were involved in the many pots I had my hands in.

I knew these men.