Page 89 of His Four Leaf Clover

Amina and Iva looked out of the window when they heard the women screaming. They watched in shock and horror as they saw Clover being thrown into the trunk of a car. They pushed through the crowd in the café right as Trent jumped into his black Audi and speed out of the parking lot. Amina burst out in tears while Iva quicky dialed a number on her phone. She grabbed Amina’s arm and pulled her to the car. She was scared to death, but now wasn’t the time to fall apart. Her best friend was in trouble and they needed help.

“What’s up, baby?” Monty asked when he answered.

“Monty! We need help. Trent just took Clover! I don’t know which direction they went in. I’m scared.” Iva’s heart felt like it was beating out of her chest.

“The fuck! What you mean he took her?” Monty jumped up and put the call on speaker.

“That crazy bastard threw her in the trunk of the car and took her!” Iva started crying just like Amina had done just a minute ago.

Dash’s heart dropped when he heard what Iva was saying. Denny’s son, Tre, had just come over to chill with them and they were laughing with him. He was with the bullshit, so he was on go the minute he heard what was going on. Tre had been through some shit in his young life, so he was the only one thinking clearly.

“Do you and Clo share locations, Cuz?” Tre asked while looking at Dash.

“Yeah, we do,” Dash replied, as the three men rushed out of the house and hopped in Tre’s black and silver two-toned Cutlass. Fonzo was nervous but he had to stay put. He had to stay home with his baby girl.

“She left her phone and purse in the car with us.” Iva looked at Clover’s phone that was sitting in the cup holder. Dash’s heart dropped, knowing that Clover was defenseless without her purse that she kept her gun in.

“Fuck!” Tre pounded the steering wheel, already feeling defeated.

“Wait, I can track her watch. She never takes it off.” Clover had a fitness app on her watch to track her daily steps. Dash was fidgeting with his phone until he got what he needed. He saw Clover’s location and was telling Tre where to go.

“What should I do, baby? I’m nervous.” Iva was sniffling.

“Just go back to Amina’s house and wait for me there. Be cool, love, Clo is good.” Monty was trying to convince himself as well as Iva. He knew that his sis could handle herself, but she had another life growing inside of her. He was concerned about that too.

Iva wanted to listen, but she just couldn’t do it. She started tracking Monty’s phone, hoping that she and Amina could somehow help their girl too.

“What kind of car was it, Iva?” Tre asked. It seemed like a stupid question, but she knew that he must have asked for a reason.

“A black Audi,” Amina answered, remembering Trent’s car all too well. He’d had it for years and she knew it by memory.

“And you said he threw her in the trunk?” Tre questioned.

“Yes.” Iva was wondering where his line of questioning was going but she just answered. He was a lover of all cars and he could take one apart and put it back together with his bare hands.

“That’s actually not a bad thing.” Tre nodded.

“What do you mean?” Dash seemed confused. In his eyes, it was all bad.

“Can you text Clover on her watch, Cuz?”

“Yeah, I can text her.”

“Okay, tell her to do exactly what I say. Let her know that we’re tracking her movements and to just stay as calm as she can.”

Dash listened as his cousin gave him instructions on what to tell Clover. It all sounded too daring and he was scared for Clover and his unborn child. Dash closed his eyes and did something that he had been doing a lot of over the past few days; he prayed.

Clover felt like she wanted to start hyperventilating. She had never experienced claustrophobia before but she felt like she was experiencing it now. The small, dark closed in space seemed to be getting smaller the longer she stayed in it. She felt every bump that was hit and she felt like she was gonna throw up. Trent was even crazier than she thought he was.

She was scared and Kardi was all that she could think of. She didn’t know if she would ever see her baby grow up and do all the things that girls did. She wanted to see her off to prom and watch her walk across the stage for graduation. Even the baby that she was expecting was at the forefront of her mind. She wondered if Diva was gonna finally get her grandson or granddaughter number three. She never even got a chance to tell Dash that she forgave him and still loved him like the first day she said it.

Her thoughts were all over the place until she saw a little light. It was her watch. Clover looked at it and had a small glimmer of hope when she read the message that Dash had sent. She felt better knowing that she wasn’t just kidnapped and at an unknown location. Dash was tracking her, and she prayed that he got to her before anything happened.

“Shit.” Clover read another message that came through and looked around the darkened space to see if she could locate the object that Dash said she should look for.

She smiled internally when she saw the glow-in-the-dark, T-shaped plastic handle that she never noticed before. There was an arrow on it that he told her to push or pull to open the truck to escape. The only problem was that she didn’t know where she was. She could have been on a bridge or busy highway and that would have been a disaster in itself if another car was coming. She didn’t have time to waste, so Clover prayed before she did anything. She had her hand on the handle, waiting for the right time.

About a minute later, that time came. The car stopped and Clover pulled the handle, making the trunk pop open instantly. She sat up and looked into the eyes of the driver behind them at the red light. The lady looked surprised and scared at the same time. Clover didn’t think about it too long before she jumped out of the car and ran across the street to a gas station. Cars honked at her, but she didn’t care. She made it right as Iva’s car came speeding into the parking lot. Dash jumped out of the car with Tre and Monty, but they kept going after Trent.