Page 27 of Justice II

“What if she’s gone? What if he found out the truth? That she killed that damn horse?”

“You still think she killed that horse?”

“I know I didn’t. She was right there in the house with access to everything, and somehow my earring ended up in that stable. She had motive. She was jealous of me and wanted Justice to get rid of me.”

“I know you’re pissed. But we’re going to get them back. I’ve made contact with my connects and I think we got an in. We’ll sabotage the Banks Grand like they fucked with Marceline’s.”

“You want to release rats and roaches?”

“Nah. Something better than that. Besides their security is too airtight to pull something like that off.”

Before Kyle started working for the family restaurant, he ran the streets as a dope boy. He ran with some heavy hitters but he wasn’t savvy enough for that game. He ended up spending time in prison.

While doing time, he earned his associate’s in business. I watched my brother mature over the course of six years and become someone unrecognizable.

During one visit, he spent most of our time asking me about the restaurants. He was asking a lot of questions about numbers and our supply chain. I obliged him and from there, he asked if he could work with me.

Of course, I said yes. He was my baby brother and I wanted him to stay on the right path.

He learned the business. He showed up when he was supposed to, even when showing up meant dealing with somebody else’s mistake before breakfast. The Alexandria location became his pet project. He poured his heart and soul into it and had plans for opening other locations in the near future.

Justice shot my brother’s dreams to hell.

“So what are your people saying?”

Just as the words left my lips he received a text message.

“They wanna know how far we taking this.”

“I want Justice and Skye to suffer.”

“We take somebody he cares about.”

I kept my eyes on his face.

“What?” I wondered where he was going with this.

“I think we should snatch one or both of the girls. Nothing means more to him than them.”

“Negro, have you lost your fucking mind?”

“You said you want him to suffer. That’s the best way.”

“Did you hear me say I want to kidnap my goddaughters?”

“I ain’t say we gon’ hurt them.”

“What the fuck you think taking her is?”

He leaned back in his chair.

“Kira, we need something that’ll make that man listen.”

“Then find something else.”

“He didn’t give a fuck about what happened to us.”

“I know but the girls are off-limits.”