“Hello. My name is Genika Grace. These recordings are for my protection. While I pray nothing happens to me, should they, the people responsible will be on these tapes.”
She sighed heavily.
“Adir. I loved you, and I didn’t want to do this, but you left me no choice. I’m going to show you just how much your family can be dismantled.”
The recording ended, then started back seconds later.
“Hey, baby.”
“Hey, my love. I’m so glad you came by.”
“What’s up? You got me curious ‘cause this is a lil’ out of the blue.”
“I’ve just been tired. You’re here now, so can we talk?”
“Yeah.”
“A few months back you told me that you wanted Adir out of the way. Is that still true?”
DJ chuckled.“I told you that in passing, my baby.”
“Yeah, but you were serious.”
“I was… Why you wanna know? You tryna set me up or some shit?”
“Absolutely not. I want to help you.”
“You wanna help me? Ain’t no way.”
“There is.”
“Look… Marco and I tried forcing his hand. That didn’t work.”
“Marco? And why try to force his hand?”
DJ’s heavy sigh was audible.“Yeah, Marco. You know as well as I do that Adir killed Hakeem. Forcing a war will pit him against the McAroy family. He doesn’t want that. Meaning he’s scared of those muhfuckas.”
“Or it means he just wants peace.”
There was silence.
“Fuck his peace. He’s a snake.”
There was silence again.
“Well, what if I told you that Coco is his weakness—”
“Nah, I’ain doin’ that shit. She has nothing to do with this.”
“Wait… You feelin’ her or something?”
“Mane, hell naw. I’m just sayin’ his wife and kids have nothing to do with it.”
“Okay. I’ll leave it alone then.”
There was another moment of silence before the recordings started again.
“I’ve been calling you all day. Why haven’t you been answering?”