Page 34 of Our Mother's Sons

Girl’s giggles filled the truck. She removed her toe from her mouth and repeated, “Yemon drop! Bish! Bish! Yemon drop!”

“Oh God, are those her first words?”

A grin broke over my face as I nodded.

“Tell her again, Pooh. Lemon drop drinking ass bitch.”

Girl bounced as much as she could with being strapped.

“Yemon drop! Drop! Bish! Bish! Yemon! Bish!”

“No cap!” I ruffled her curls.

“Jovani enough! I did some more digging.”

She handed me two more pages. One was a picture of that white girl Dutton was out with at Jonah’s, and the other was a picture of a funny-looking baby that had to belong to her and Dutton.

“She’s on social media claiming that Dutton played a hand in the disappearance of her newborn daughter. Being that I have hard evidence that he sold Girl to the Russians, I do not doubt that he did the same thing to this Amanda girl. I do not think Voyage sold her child. I think Dutton did so. I don’t know the details, but I watched Amanda’s videos, and her situation was likely the same as Voyage’s. Have you two talked about this?”

Handing her back the papers, I pinched my tear ducts.

“Nah… So what the fuck this mean? I’m supposed to hand Girl over? Voyage might not be innocent. Why didn’t she call the police? Where are the missing person posters? She just be riding dick like she don’t have a child in the human trafficking realm.”

“Jovani, watch your mouth. But let me show you Amanda’s videos. That may clear up some confusion. Again, I don't know if Dutton did the same to Voyage, but there is a possibility.”

Melissa typed a few keys and handed me her phone. I watched as the snotty-nosed ET-looking lady belted her story, and even though I didn’t want to, I felt bad for her. That Dutton nigga was Wack as fuck. He was really in the business of getting hoes pregnant, setting them up to be robbed of the baby, and selling the kid off. A kid that came from his nutsack. If that wasn’t the poorest shit in the world I didn’t know what was. If Voyage truly didn’t play a apart in this shit, she would be sick as fuck knowing this nigga was walking around in jewels and clothing living lavish off the money he collected from selling her baby. Yeah, just as I killed Titan without blinking, Dutton had earned himself a one-way ticket to hell.

“So what now? I just give her to Voyage? She mine though.”

“Is Voyage not yours? Son, I sit back and I watch. I try not to interfere with your lives because I know how you and your brother feel about me, but your protection and those you love are important to me. Voyage is yours. She loves you even though she is suffering. I have no doubt that when you give Girl back, you two can raise her on your own. But you can’t hide this.”

“Melissa.”

“Yes son?”

“You the last muhfucka I would take advice from. I’m not giving shit back. The way I was spraying up in that, Voyage may be pregnant right now. She can keep that baby, and I’ll tend to this one.”

Melissa looked at me as if I sprouted two heads.

“Yemon drop! Bisssh! Bish Bish Bish!”

“Right! Yo mama a lemon drop drinking ass biatch and your grannie done lost her mind too.” I tugged at Girl’s cheek.

“So you’ll keep the child that is not biologically yours and let her keep the one that is biologically yours? I’m confused.”

“It ain’t shit to be confused about. If she is pregnant damn right she can keep that baby. Thanks to you, we fertile as hell. We make nothing but multiples. I done fucked around and got Celine pregnant with twins before with multiples and you see Jeovanni got two. Yeah, she can have that shit. I can barely change one diaper blindly doing that shit back to back will cramp up my fingers.”

All Melissa could do was shake her head. Reaching up, she tapped the window.

“Montez, take this right and get us back to my son’s home.”

Instead of busting a right, Montez kept going. It wasn’t alarming to me at all I just thought maybe the nigga didn’t hear her but when Melissa stiffened, I reached for the gun at my waist. The partition let down as a realization of me being without my heat let in.

“Jovani duck!”

Melissa pushed Girl over in the car seat, and at the same time, I ducked while snatching my daughter down with me.

Boom boom boom boom!

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