Page 80 of Quasim II: King Inferno

“Capri had to sit up when she was pregnant, too, baby. Remember the second chance we got, Anjo? I can’t fuck this up… I can’t. You are carrying my baby. Hassan is taking you to the airport to fly out with Gams and everybody else. I’m coming straight to you once I finish this.”

I could hear her sniffling on the phone. “How do you know that you won’t break that promise?”

“Cause Menace has his jet waiting for us soon as we done. I’m running lights to get right to you so we can get married, alright? You still wanna be my wife, right?”

“Yes.”

“I love you, Angel.”

“Love you too, Simmy.” She sniffled. “Please be careful… all of you.”

“Send a prayer up for us?”

“Soon as I get off the phone with you… I love you, Quasim.”

I smiled. “I love you so much more, baby. See you soon.”

Capella and Alaia knew how to handle shit, and Capri and Yasin were put on that truck. I knew she would be pissed with me, but I wasn’t going to lose my family again. I’d rather her be upset with me than something happening. I couldn’t be heartless, knowing my heart was out here with me.

“She’ll be alright… it’s what is best for her,” Capri assured me.

I knew she was going to be pissed with us both, but that was fine – as long as she was alive to be pissed. “Anytime you don’t have it… make sure you tap me in.” I told her.

“Always.” She sped forward, falling in line behind her husband, as I remained in the middle while we made our way.

We heard engines revving and watched as two black Corvettes pulled up on both sides of us. “We on your word.” Mo said and reached his hand out to dap me. Skye was in thepassenger seat fixing her hair in the mirror, as if we weren’t about to slide on some niggas.

Karter and Star were on the opposite side, she was the one driving. “Mo, think I can beat you there?”

“Fuck outta here… I’ll hit you when we speed past ‘em.”

Star saluted, and she whipped away, leaving smoke behind her as Mo drove behind her and they whipped around the block.

I rode down the line everyone made and took the lead, and I watched Salah sitting at the end of the block with a few Bullies. The rest of them were making sure Anjo and Hassan made it to the airport.

I saluted.

Bia and her sisters pulled up behind them. “I heard we gotta get you out of here to get married. We gon do what we have to do, then we getting you to that plane.” She smiled. I nodded and put my visor down as I pulled away from the curb and turned the corner.

The funeral procession for his mother and sister was on the highway from the funeral. They were going to drive through their old neighborhood in Delaware before going to the final burial place. All of their blinkers were on as they followed the hearses.

Mo hit me twice, and my phone vibrated, letting me know it was a go. I took the lead with my father beside me. Blaze was behind me with Capri beside him, and Aimee riding on the back of her bike, then Cappadonna and Des fell in behind them with the rest of the IG’s, Bullies’ and Reapers following behind. We moved like one, as we maneuvered around the different cars. I felt numb, nothing.

The main reason I needed Anjo heading out the country. When she was around me, she made me feel, and I spent so much time being numb. My mind had to be focused, and I couldn’t be that knowing she and my baby were right there.

I don’t care if I was the reason for Polo’s mother being in that hearse. There was never going to be any peace for that bitch as long as I had breath in my body. My niece could have been murdered, and that nigga thought mutual grounds was going to stop me from coming for him.

Ryder and Rayce were too young to understand the gravity of who their uncle was right now. I was Uncle Simmy to them, but out here, I was King Inferno, and I would forever protect them.

He thought me sliding on his mama was one thing, nah, I wanted her body on this fucking highway. I wasn’t letting shit go, everything was personal, and when shit got personal for me… it became dangerous.

He letRed get in his ear, even knowing how the fuck I was coming. Warned that nigga, and he went ahead and thought that shit was sweet.

I heard the roar from an engine and saw Corleon in a Rezvani Hercules 6x6. The shit was bulletproof and had underside explosive protection. He had a ski mask on as another one pulled up behind him.

I nodded as we got closer, all the CVs and Del Devils lined up on the side of both of the hearses. They heard us before they saw us, and I grinned, letting out a laugh as I pushed forward. Pulling my gun out, I rode beside one and let his chest hang as soon as I got close to him. The driver of the hearse saw and increased speed.

The sound of an engine roaring gave me the signal to move, because Corleon rammed into the back of that one, pushing it to the side, knocking out a few CVs, who were all sprawled out. Capri maneuvered through them on her brother’s right, and pulled hers, letting that shit go.

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