⚙️ Chapter 8 ⚙️

⚙️ Dean's pov ⚙️

"I'm going to miss you, are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" Rushane asked unwilling to let me leave in peace.

I chuckled at his facial expression and he smiled widely at me, if only I thought as I peck his forehead.

"Bye," I told him and went to board my flight.

I wish I could love him but I don't think I was going to be able to love another man, my emotions were damaged. I had a great two months with him and I smile at how we had met, me trying to bowl and tripping him by accident. He said I had to buy him a drink to apologise and I took a leap of faith and told him that I was horny- which he gladly obliged me and fulfil my needs.

I had left his apartment thinking I won't ever see him again only for him to turn up as the boss that had been on vacation. I had hid and went out of the meeting room, telling myself I didn't need the job anyway and left. He had turned up at my apartment telling me he was horny and ask if I could return the favor he had grant me. I had tried to run him away and end up crying at how kindly he spoke to me.

He had made passionate love to me and left the apartment early like I had done, but he had returned with takeout that evening and we talked, exchanged numbers and became sexual friends. When I found out he was rich I told him it wouldn't work out and now I'm not planning to come back here, I will be going elsewhere after my graduation.

I rented a car when the plane land and went and booked in at the Pegasus hotel, I sorted and what I needed and was ready for my graduation. I graduated with honours, what should've taken three to fours years I did in two and I felt extremely proud of myself as I walk across the stage. Only my classmates were here and they cheered for me, I was quite fine with that.

Two days later I drive home and surprised my mother in the grocery store. "I'm glad to see you," I told her.

"Antoine sey him a guh kill yuh fi him money," she says in utter distress.

"Him fi guh kill himself," I told her.

"Him practically a mad eno, mi fraid fi tan ina di house," she said.

"Yuh fraid fi tell him fi cum out?" I ask her.

"Erica find some file and him gun and him up and dung from when, a it mek him nuh dey dey now," she said.

"Good, I'll go look on my babies before going," I told her as she stood looking at me in surprise.

"I only came for my graduation, here put up these safely," I said giving her the bag with my graduation things.

She began to cry hugging me fiercely. "I'm so proud of you," she said.

"You are supposed to," I tell her and checked the time on my phone.

"Mi a guh call Cam," she said.

"Tell her to hurry, mi want to leave before Athonia call har bitch and him reach here," I tell her.

Anthonia was surprise when she saw me, I smile and asked. "Antoine nuh get the house fi buy yet?"

"Yuh know yuh terrible Dean, mi fraid fi you and Antoine ino," she said.

"Fraid fi him, mi want him outta mi house suh mi can come home. I don't fraid a him, but him better fraid a me- I'm going to kill him if him ever try fi duh mi nutn," I told her sternly.

"Mind wey yuh a sey over di baby dem head," she remarked.

"Tsk, memba fi tell him wey mi sey. Mi waan can shit in peace," I tossed over my shoulder walking into the house.

I did not care how she felt her son had hurt me so much and I'm still hurting. I sat holding and cuddling my boys for a while and talking to Cam, I kept a sharp eye on her and I checked the time then left. So if she even text him, he wouldn't reach and find me here and as for meeting me on the way- he would have to drive me down all the way through Portland and St. Mary.

Fuck him, he didn't take me out or treate me special, just sex nightly and that was it. I wanted to feel wanted, like I meant something to him- like the way Rushane treated me, always wanting to take me out and always making me smile. At twenty-seven he was just right for me, but I did not love him and I craved for Antoine's large arms around me.

"Oh fuck you, fuck you Antoine," I yelled and slow down.

Antoine's pov

"Nuh badda race come ino, mi just a mek yuh know sey Dean just come an' lef'," my mother said into the phone when I answered.

"She alone?" I ask.

"Yes, it look like she a guh a airport mi hear she a tell Cam sey she nuh waan miss har flight," she told me.

"Ok," I said and end the call.

I text her.

𝗠𝘆 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗺𝗶 𝗻𝗮𝗵 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝘆𝘂𝗵 𝗱𝘂𝗻𝗴, 𝗺𝗶 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗶 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝘂𝗵 𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗻 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁.

𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘄𝗹.

I sighed in anger and got up, I packed up the files that I had been studying then took up my ringing phone. "Grung?"

"A bare police, khaki suit and soldiers a come in, mi send gone hide di strap dem fast," he said.

"A'right," I said.

I lighted the stove and began burning the files, I already know what I needed. The bitch did not find out much but she was after Dean for scamming, she had receive intel from one of Dean school mates. My phone rang again and I answered Grung again.

"The commissioner a ask fi yuh, him sey nuffi badda mek him tun di place upside dung cause him know yuh dey yah," Grung said and I knew they had held him.

"A'right, mi a forward," I told him.

I locked up the house and took the keys and my phone to Quenger who was waiting for me, a drone fly overhead and I hope it didn't pick me up, I did not want them knowing my yard and no one is suppose to tell them.

"Mek mi guh hear wey dem a sey," I told Quenger and walked on the next road.

I was sweating by the time I reach. "Good afternoon," I said.

"Yuh wanted for questioning sar," the head superintendent said.

"Di last time mi hear dat mi get lock up fi umuch months fi wey mi not even know bout," I told him already feeling frustrated.

"Are you resisting arrest?" He ask.

"No. Let go offa mi bredren nuh, why him ina di jeep?" I said then ask seeing Grung inside one of the jeeps.

"Go ina di jeep and stop di talking nuh," another superintendent said.

Four officers circled me and I hiss my teeth at them and walk to one of the jeep, one of them tried to put on an handcuff on me and I warned him.

"Dow mek mi fuck yuh up, yuh see mi favor criminal. A bet yuh sey a some fuckry uno waan ask wey mi nuh know bout."

I went into the jeep feeling angry and frustrated, thinking what might Steffanique have found out. If she ever come bout she a ask mi nuh question a gon spit right in har eye, I thought viciously as the jeep drive off with me.

I was taken inside the Kingston Central police station and straight to questioning, my shock came when I saw four overseas cops sitting in the room and they were no light weight.

"Sit down and state your name for the record," a female officer stated.

This look serious I thought worriedly and cleared my throat then stated my name. "Antoine Flowers."

She exits the room and one of the men caucasian and about two inches taller than I am place a picture on the iron desk in front of me, I looked at it and hissed ignorantly.

"I take it you know Ms. Steffanique Price?" He asked.

"Price, wey she sey mi duh now?" I asked looking at him and trying to gauge his reaction so I will know how to proceed.

He looked back at me for a while then ask. "When last have you seen her?"

I was surprise and I knew it showed on my face, I look down at her picture then at the rest of them thinking hard what to say because it seems like she's missing. "Ahnm, me nuh know har too well ino, she ask mi fi somn and I have been calling her for it, but is like- mi nuh know mi nuh get har from dem time dey," I said.

"Around what time was this?" He asked.

A missing detective is a fucking serious issue and I did not want to be apart of it. "A couple months well ino and she nuh call mi back or nutn," I told him.

"Can you remember the exact date?" He asked.

"Pssh," I sighed then took a deep breath.

  I rubbed my face as I began to think. "Is she missing?" I asked him and he nodded.

"Oh shit, maybe har phone lost or somn," I murmured.

"What was it she had asked you for?" Another of the plain clothes officials ask and I look towards him.

"Money," I stated.

"How much?" He ask.

"Just twenty grand," I said rolling my shoulders lightly.

"Take him to the next interrogation room we don't have all day," one of the others say and walked out.

To be continued....

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