Page 151 of Not My Type
“Bad man yuh smart enuh,” Gutta says and I chuckle. Been a tell yuh.
“Mi a go check pon Zara and Juaqína so deal with that,” I say before I walk away. I take out my phone.
“Yow it look like we a go play a game again, like a part two fi wah gwaan a Constant Spring but this time with the boss himself by wi side,” I hear Gutta saying to the others.
“Bay dead man again,” Scar says and they laugh.
“Mek wi get ready,” Gutta says. “And in a the mean time mi a gwaan tell unuh how the G say it a guh work,” he tells them and I put the phone to my ear.
Zara picks up. “Nickoi I can’t talk right now,” she says, irritating me.
“A who you a dealid so?” I ask.
She laughs. “Mi just nah hear yuh good cause the place noisy,” she explains.
“Everything good?” I ask and she says yes. “Alright mi Ghee,” I say with a smile.
“Wah bout ‘Mami’?” She asks and I start laughing. Yuh affi get off the call soon..
“Alright Mami,” I smile before I hear her giggle.
“Nickoi... be safe,” she says and I sigh to myself.
Funny how she a say this now and mi a guh war right now. “Yah.. take care a yuh self,” I hang up.
I walk back inside and realize that at every window one of the Outlawz are lying down while some are lying upstairs, discreetly pointing their guns through the banister. Chubble.
My eyes finds Gutta and he’s at the window next to the entrance. He’s always risking his life for this gang. I shake his hand. “Yah real youth. Kill everything mi Ghee. Wul a we inna this together. We nah lef out no man.”
“One family,” he chuckles.
“Wi a guh good mon. Just make sure unuh nuh lef no man behind,” I turn and say before I walk back to the door that Keno is guarding.
“Mommy gone?” I ask him.
“Yea mon she did cut same time,” he answers. Good.
“Alright so Carlos have on a tracker and him son a fawud now so just keep yuh guards up and do the right,” I tell him. Even though he’s startled about the sudden news he nods.
“Alright mi G,” he says.
“Him nuh know seh mi know so just gwaan mek him feel smart,” I say to Keno and he chuckles.
“Get the bus ready fi you and the man them if anything cause anything can gwaan,” I say.
I always like to be prepared. It makes my life easier. He nods and runs to the back. I open the door and Carlos has a smile on his face. Hmmph.
I take a seat in front of Carlos. “Weh yah smile bout?” I ask, acting as if I don’t know about his plan.
Talia looks away and I know it’s because of her conscience—she finds it hard to make eye contact with me. Wicked gyal. After two minutes of waiting, Gutta sends me a message that they are here. I grab Talia and push her chair to the side so that she can get a better angle of her dad. Mi wah see if she wouldn’t make me know seh mi bout fi be cornered, if that was the case. Yuh would a wait fi a lifetime mi Don cause she nav no tell a tell yuh.
“How old are you?” Carlos asks. Mi know him a try be slick.
“Mi nuh too young fi kill yuh,” I say and take out my gun.
He chuckles. “You’re dead already.” I furrow my eyebrows.
“Weh yah talk bout?” I ask, acting oblivious. Yuh nuh easy enuh Nickoi.
