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“Mi nuh really sure... she love them fancy place deh like Paris,” her mom says thinking. She seh Paris. But she nuh sound sure.
“Arite, don’t stress it,” I say. Mi probably a guh need the fish bwoy help. Nickoi stop..
But fi real him know her good so he would probably know where she’d like to travel to. If mi ask her it only go give her ideas and mess up mi surprise.
She gives me her number and takes mine. “I’ll call you and we talk more... mi affi go in before she wonder wah we a talk bout.” She laughs.
After talking with Ms. Michelle I stayed in my car. I didn’t want to socialize anymore, I just wanted some alone time to think. I built a spliff and made a couple phone calls setting up a few things. Phoebe is booked out but of course she affi find a way fi deal with my thing especially when I’m paying her two times the price. Money run this world enuh.
I call Gutta. “Yeah mi G wah gwaan?”
“Nothing?” I ask, referring to the incident. Mi still wah know a who the bwoy dem be enuh.
“Yuh know seh we still a look, wi nuh find nutt’n yet b-” Gutta says.
“Mi nuh wah hear that yuh muss can find a way fi see a who enuh,” I’m dying to know who it is enuh. I just want a lead! And you nah talk bout sheet.
“Yes a it mi a tell yuh enuh boss seh wi mek Juaqína maths up da thing deh a the morgue,” he says.
I sigh to myself when he calls her name. “So wah she say?” I ask, trying to focus on what Gutta is saying and not on Juaqína.
“She a seh a wah idiot bwoy from Golf and the other one is a Mexican bwoy,” as soon as Gutta says that I knew exactly who is responsible for the hit. Talia’s Father, Carlos.
Even though I already suspected him, I wanted to be sure. Slowly, I shake my head. If you wah fi get mi mad, yuh try fi harm me or the people them weh mi love. Mi nuh care. Once yuh do that yuh get knock and mi nuh care who yuh be and how much army yuh have. Bwoy Carlos d’evu know wah deh come fi him. Head chip yah now.
“Ah,” I hang up.
I start thinking hard. Why people nuh listen? That’s all them need fi do enuh and them just doh listen and a it a mek nuff man dead enuh. Mi never tell da man deh seh fi doh come in a mi lane? But yet still him send him man them all the way a my nigga house fi kill we. Anything weh him get him try tek it cause a him ask for it. Mi warn him enuh. I sigh. Him did feel a joke mi a make? I glare outside thinking hard. The man mek mi a meds dawk and mi a try change enuh.
Him should a bill enuh. Hmph.
Wah mi a go do to Carlos him cya go believe seh a young bwoy lakka me could a evil so. Who tell him fi mess with yuh? He’s a walking dead already enuh. Yuh cya run in pon me and try fi kill me and hurt people inna me circle in the process and get weh wid eh!? Him mussi sick.
My mind runs on the information Gutta gave me and I shake my head. Now that I know that it’s Carlos I can’t stop thinking of ways to kill him. I’ve probably thought of 100 ways already in the last five minutes. A the worst thing him could a ever do. I puff my spliff and close my eyes, thinking.
“Baby why you look like this?” I hear Zara say. I ignore her. Why now? Not even you mi nuh wah hear right now enuh.
A the dawkest me ever see yuh enuh Nick.
She pulls the door and I breathe out. Knowing Zara she nah go stop enuh. Jah Jah.
“Nickoi wah happen mek yuh look so?” She asks again. Oh shit.
Mi nuh wah seh nutt’n and it come out wrong and usually wen mi angry mi do that. Best if mi just keep silent cas mi know Zara sensitive. I ignore her and puff
my weed. Jet is dead because of him. Rick is in danger and cyaa go a him yard. Gina in a hospital a fight fi har life. Wah bout them baby? And Carlos must live? I hiss my teeth. Dem thing ya mek mi meds dawk enuh.
“Nickoi mi a talk to yuh. A this mi nuh like enuh. You will be cool with me now and then yuh just start brush me off or ignore me. Why yuhso sometime-ish?”
She just nah stop doh?
I hiss again pissing her off.
“Watch yah,” she says.
I look at her. “Zara leave me... just go back inside,” I tell her. “Please.” I need to be alone.
“Nuh tell me nutt’n... mi a talk to yuh and you a ignore me. Wah mi do yuh?!” She raises her voice.
