Chapter 52

                          Arly's pov

There's no such thing as leaving people to time when you have the opportunity to get rid of them, because if you don't, then they'll very well get rid of you. I've always known that Kimeka was a spiteful bitch, I just don't know why I hadn't realized that she was also terribly evil and was willing to stop at nothing to cause me grief. The fact that I was praying for my wife's safety when Jevaughn called me has me now fully convinced that Tiony is my actual soul mate. Kimeka, being with Carissa and Lisa only meant one thing, and them loading into vehicles and following Tiony's jeep draw me to the conclusion of them wanting to hurt her.

  'Any 'oman yuh lef' mi fah me a guh unalive dem, because you cheat pon mi nuff time. Yuh think mi nuh know sey yuh a fuck André one time supervisor? A gon fren har an' fix har bloodclaate!'

  Kimeka's words had haunted me for days when a series of dangerous mishaps began happening to Abby, and I couldn’t sleep at night. Feeling that someone was after her because of her father's wealth, Abby had moved away, and I hadn't seen her until last year when I was involved with Carissa and Celecia. I felt no remorse over none of their deaths, infact I felt a small burden lifted from my shoulders. Several less crosses to antagonize me. I forced my mind to stop thinking about them, upon remembering the wicked things I had drafted in my thoughts to do to Kimeka and them all if they had managed to hurt Tiony and her mother in any way.

"Good night, darling." I say to Tiony as I past her getting into her nighty to the bathroom.

"Good night." She murmur in response, catching at the bottle of body lotion her hand bounced off the dresser.

  She was asleep when I finished showering and came out, I pecked her left cheek and went quietly out of the room, pulling up the door behind me. I called Cryptonite, and he brought over the money and items I had ordered him, his brother Rohan, and André to go and emptied off all the bank cards on. I was beyond shameless, taking from the dead. Why should I leave it to the government or their loved ones? I'm here busy living my life and making something of myself. Nobody told them to group up and try to come against me through my woman. I should've knocked out two more of Lisa's tooths, bout she itching when I asked her firmly the second time for the correct pin numbers for her bank cards.

  Calmly, Cryptonite informs me. "Selector sey fi tell yuh him get Kimeka and Abby phone open if yuh waan come check dem tonight."

"Might as well mi duh dat. Di sooner wi get rid a everything without value to mi di betta." I say in response.

"General, which part mi fi put di meat dem?" Rohan asked, and I beckoned him to follow me into the dining area where the large deep freezer was and began organizing inside it for him to pack all the bags of meats inside it.

  My phone rings with Selector calling me, and I felt close to my grave as he told me. "Lef' anything wey yah duh and come yah right now."

"A'right." I respond and pocket my phone.

"Hurry up dey." I tell Cryptonite and Rohan who were carrying hand truck loads of goods inside Artyon's room.

  I locked back the back door and grill afterward, checked on my sons, then Tiony, before driving over to where Selector was in the bushes across the way from beyond the plaza. "Wha a gwane?" I asked him.

"Yuh nah guh like dis, suh mek mi just warn yuh suh yuh can brace for it." Selector says while he continues to tap away on two of the laptops he was using.

"Cool." I say, trembling slightly, and I look at Cryptonite, who stood tense.

"Guh, a Westmoreland guh draw off one hundred thousand dollars more off a each card, and tomorrow night Clarendon." Selector tell Cryptonite.

"Me alone fi guh?" He asked him.

  Selector shook his head and replied. "Anybody going with yuh mek sure uno fully disguised."

"A'right, mi a guh leave out now cause a whole heap a driving dat." Cryptonite says.

"Guidance." I tell him, and we bumped fists before he went away with his brother.

I didn't have to worry about him. He was fearless, smart, and swift. So I turned my attention back to the matter at hand as Selector placed an iPhone before me with Carissa and Lisa together on the screen. I pulled on a pair of gloves, took a deep breath, and took up the phone. Selector had left it on a thread of wattsapp messages with the hardware truck driver, and I scrolled exactly to the top and began reading through the messages, listening to the voicenotes, and looking at the photos of of mine and my family's houses. There were a lot of pictures of Mattic's house, which they think is mine and they've concluded that my house belongs to my parent's.

  I made myself more comfortable and went through all three phones thoroughly that Selector has managed to unlock, before calling it a night and we lock up the little endz and went to our separate abode with plans to finish the following day. I lay on the couch, as sleep eludes me, and I meditated on what I was going to tell Natty, how I would execute my plans in taking down the theiving vehicle dealer Grant he had sold the bimmas to, that had snitched on him while making alliance with the notorious scamma don Bulby, who had so far not been arrested for anything, and how I was going to set up the hardware truck driver to take the fall for the eight dead crosses women.

"Kimeka Laing, Shauna-kay Laing, Aaliyah Ferguson, Abigail Pinchers, Lisa Buchanan, Carissa Simpson, Celecia Waith, and Trudy-ann DaCosta, are the eight women who perished inside three vehicles they were traveling in yesterday. Police and head of the fire department are still investigating what caused all three vehicles traveling behind each other to be engulfed in flames with the victims locked inside them. The accident has been ruled as a criminal investigation, as none of the women's cellphones were found on the scene. The police are asking anyone with information to come forth."

  André came over after the early morning news was broadcasted over Irie Fm radio station. "Mi nah send Arlem go a school tomorrow. You, Jevaughn, and Tyrone, a guh, rotate keeping guard night and day where the guns and ammunitions are kept." I told him and handed him Natty's bag of money.

"A'right." He says, not too pleased.

I went out with him carrying Tiony and I container of money while telling him. "Wi might get a search, suh get yuh money together, let Jevaughn and Mattic know firstly, and then we a guh meet up over ina di weed hut fi discuss matters of great importance."

"Cool." He says, and I beckoned to him to put the bag on the container, and he went into our parent's yard while I continued to where I was stashing the money before we get the raid I know is coming.

  I called my police friend and told him. "Yow, mi really need fi talk to yuh."

"Ina di day yah?" He asked, and his background sounded as if he was at the police station at work.

"Yeah." I answered.

"Mnnnnhhh. Mi e shout yuh ina di part day and mek yuh know." He hummed in a thinking manner, then told me.

"A'right cool." I respond and end the call.

For about an hour, I checked every man's money, enveloped them, and sealed them before sending them to be stashed safely. "Tiony, di other set a money?" I asked, taking a seat on the large ottoman beside her at her desk as she printed some stuff for Arlem's schoolwork which his teach send.

  She looked at me, then on the ottoman, and says. "Lift up that ottoman and carry it with yuh, and mi nuh want a scratch pon it."

  I sat there staring at her in disbelief as the urge to rip the ottoman apart to see if the money was truly inside of it grew stronger by the second. I went away to talk with Natty and the talibans about all that I've learned through the deceased bitches phones. A sleepy Selector went away to continue working to unlocked the other phones, while Cryptonite went to a corner in the weed hut and began snoring as we continue to debate, exchange ideas, plan, and express our feelings over the whole matter. It was hard to tell them about what the women were planning to do to Tiony and Natty begins to laugh evilly.

"Wi should have ensured they were all roasted properly and knam dem." He says seriously much to everyone's disgust.

"Di one Dagger-master a ask mi last night bout a wey wi drive di car dem guh, mi kiss mi teeth and plant him wid a demon look and dash di key dem a grung and walk wey. Suh you and Gibbanks betta know how fi deal wid him." Turbine says to Natty and flexed his shoulders in the way I've associated with him being inwardly upset.

  Natty sat deep in thought for a while, then looked meaningfully across at Ignition, who was in his own world of thoughts and not looking at us. "A long time Aaliyah a carry news to di Bulby bout we ino, dah set up dey wid dem too neat. Memba sey Trudy use to fuck Jermaine and after him dead, she start fuck di Bulby cousin, a suh it look like Kimeka link up wid dem friend and wid Rizzla's cursed generation along wid har breddda dem wey pledge loyalty to Bulby, a tight connection form. We a guh use the dead man dem phone again and set dem against dem one aneda and den wi guh fi Old church Grant." Natty reasons.

Tiony was going through the work applications when I got home, I ate my brunch and then set up under the gazebo for her where she was going to do the interviews so that the workers can start working. Most of them were Cryptonite's families, and the others were acquaintances of the talibans, varying between in-laws, friends, and relatives. One of Natty's niece turn up, Nikita's daughter Nika, and it took everything within me to not send her flying back across to their yard. Tiony was very professional in laying down the rules to them all afterwards, and with that set, we gather in the clearing by Mattic's house and discussed the opening and closing until the official opening of the plaza.

To be continued...