Pirates

Chapter Fourteen

My cousin was not herself. she wanted the address of her husband's baby momma. I was so with this s**t I had no choice but to agree so I called Helena. our other cousin who worked in private investigations. I know she could find where Gloria rested her head. now, I know Lyudmila isn't a killer but who knows what love would make you do or how far it'll make you go. I called Helena again after I got tired of waiting she answered it.

" What!" she hissed into the phone.

" aye, I need a favor you know that chick Gloria right, Breyshere's -"

" no, not at all...trust me" she hung up.

 gawking at the phone I called Patrick. I know I should ask Alma but she was no cop her husband was. his phone rang before he answered.

" yes Short stuff what's up it better be important," he says.

" a friend of mine is missing and I can't find her. could you locate her for me?" I lied.

" what's the name of your friend?" he asked.

" Gloria-"

" Nope, no stay away from their issues let them figure it out."

" I'm only doing a favor and need a favor"

" no, this is bigger than some baby momma drama stay out of it" he hung up.

shit. what was suppose to do now? they both pulled away

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 pacing Breyshere didn't suspect anything I called my sister.

" what do you want heffa?" she says.

" Yvette you been working for Lyudmila for what four years now... when will you be in position daddy just came here"

I could hear her groaning on the other side. we were so close and she was enjoying all of the fun parts of this bullshit mission. why did I have to carry a baby? my emotions were running wild. money was there for the taking. I couldn't wait until daddy sends somebody else but he trusted me and my sister so far everything was going well.

" I'm in her office now so stop calling me when I am working ill contact you when I can.. oh take care of my nephew" she teased hanging up.

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Gloria was going to ruin this over some d**k. I hated the fact she was even a part of this mission but hey daddy said he wanted her to get her feet wet. rolling my eyes thinking about the moment I would have to kill my own sister if she messes up I took this family lifestyle seriously she was not built for this. typing away on her laptop business was only moving because we were allowing it to move this was our city I don't give a f**k if it was named after her ancestors these streets belonged to us the Santos family. Breyshere's best friend, Darius was slipping after I gave him some he allowed me to float how I wanted to. I was going to dig in his pockets as well after I am positive to tell my father what I was up to and how things on my end were looking. I was not satisfied at all. Lyudmila was not built for this s**t and I was glad she was sprung over Breyshere. our biggest trouble would always be Brandon. as long as those two brothers don't join forces we won't have anything to worry about.  sucking my teeth closing the laptop after I copied all the files onto a USB putting it into my bra for safekeeping shutting her pc down standing up heading towards my office. the real estate was going well so was the construction for the restaurants.  hearing the elevator doors open Lyudmila came walking off the elevator I could sense the anger rolling off of her. she looked nice in a plain mini spandex skirt and a white shite. she was looking at pink slips. she glanced up at me.

" hey Yvette how are you?" she says.

" Everything is well, Mrs.Patterson, how was the honeymoon?" I asked.

" it would be better if I didn't have bullshit coming to my front door... I need a favor?" she asked.

playing my role I forced a look of concern upon my face.

" sure, what's wrong?"

 she handed me the pink slip with Gloria's name written on top of it. I know she was not about to ask me to locate my own sister? I looked puzzled at the slips. Gloria was dumb as a bag of nails. why was she sweating the man now she was causing unneeded attention over this baby momma role she volunteered for.

" I need her address I need to talk to her," Lyudmila says.

" I don't know how to locate people... I can only try" I lied 

I was not about to help her locate Gloria even though I was curious about what she would do once she found her apartment setup. biting my bottom lip she placed a hand on my shoulder I could almost break her fingers but I kept my cool.

" I just need to talk to her...please" she begged.

 I nodded she nodded before turning around leaving my office I supposed she was leaving the building so I grabbed my purse with the slip. I had to go to the family manor and see my father. I think Gloria has f****d up on her job on this mission.

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I could always count on Yvette when I needed her. I was going to quintonia regardless somebody would know something. the phone rang I picked it up seeing Patrick's name puzzled I answered it.

" yes, bro?"

"Whatever your planning stop planning this is bigger than you think....fall back" he warned.

" what are you talking about?"

" stop looking for Gloria...trust me this is bigger than some baby momma shit...fall back baby sis" he hung up the phone just like that.

the more people told me to leave it alone the more I wasn't going to. why was everyone protecting this b***h and why was she so important?  my blood boiled I needed to see my husband and I needed to see him now. riding the elevator I got ambushed by the press.

" Congratulations on your pregnancy Mrs.Patterson" one reporter says.

puzzled I was lost for words placing a hand on my stomach wondering what on earth was going on. the cameras kept flashing I smiled at them all before stepping off the elevator my bodyguards and security came quickly to protect me while I walked out of the building.

" How does it feel to be living in Douglasville away from home must be hard?" asked another.

I glared at the reporter. nobody was supposed to know we were living all the way out here. I shook my head leaving the building heading to the Mesarati getting into the car I quickly started I happen to glance towards the door seeing Yvette staring at me for some reason I felt a cold stare from her. I sat there staring at her. her mouth was smiling but her eyes were throwing daggers. she hasn't looked at me that way before I looked away pulling out the parking spot avoiding crashes getting back on i789. why did she look at me that way? nothing was adding up. the phone rang I stopped at a red light to answer it.

" come to the family manor." grandpa says.

he hung up the phone. what in the hell was going on now. coming to the fork in the road to my left quintonia and my right our home. snapping the seatbelt on while I sat there waiting for traffic to move I called Alex.

" yes ma'am?"

" keep up" I answered then hung up pulling off. 

the purring grew while I went left cutting around cars the speed picked up swiveling through the traffic reaching for my ray bands putting them on watching where I was going dodging cars. trees became a blur while I felt the speed climb shifting the screen displayed sports mode the Maserati dropped while I weaved through the traffic.

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" grandpa why did you tell-"

" shut the hell up I watched long enough I must fix this mess before it gets out of hands" grandpa Hendricks hollered.

who did this old man think he was talking to? he was nothing to me yet here he was in the flesh sitting on the throne in the living room. Sheldon and brian shot me a glare while they sat there silently. rolling my eyes such punks momma walked in she placed her hands on her hips with dad behind her. my eyes widened seeing my father in a long time. he placed a cigar to his lips. grandpa Hendricks stood up.

" Jason I thought I told-"

" shut the f**k up old man things finna change around here... I was a quite long time and that s**t is deaded" he says.

the smile on mommas faces I felt empowered. she cleared her throat folding her arms a few men dressed in black suits walked right over to grandpa Hendricks. we stood there watching the action grandpa Hendricks swung his cane.

" you won't ever get the keys, Jason" grandpa hissed.

" make him vanish," daddy says.

now, what was really going on? we watched old man Hendricks gagged, then rolled in the carpet carried out. momma cheered before kissing daddy on his lips and he stared at each one of us.

" boys you did your part so well even I believed it," he says.

they chuckled was I the only one left in the dark of the family plan.

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my body tensed up thinking about my wife speeding her way towards quintonia. momma smiled at me carrying two plates before I could do anything bullets came flying in her direction. we both went down to the ground. my mother groaned.  workers around us hit the ground screaming. I rushed over crawling over to my mother laying in a pool of her own blood picking her up she was gasping her eyes widened looking at me. I held her hand's tears burning my eyes. I had to get her to the hospital.

" mommy" I cried like a little boy.

 trying to stop the bleeding looking around pulling my phone out calling the police. it rung.

" I'm located at fourteen bay street my mother has been shot send paramedics and the police," I say into my phone.

the operator listened telling me to check my mother's pulse it was growing faint and her heartbeat was slowing down. glancing up two masked men came one kicked me in the stomach making me gasp while my eyes watered hearing two shots my mother's body went limp in my arms.

" come with us," he says snatching me up at gunpoint. holding my mother tightly in my arms she was going to survive. she was going to survive they killed her in my arms they killed her. I snatched from my mother's dead body feeling the butt of his gun knocking me out.

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Justina has been trying to play me like a fool. she has been stealing money point-blank. I was going to get to the bottom of this mess one way or another so once she comes home I would ask her about the withdrawals she was doing from my bank account she was taking low amounts but, did she really think my bank wouldn't catch it. she was even using the money on her family's company that was at first filing for bankruptcy. running my hands through my hair. this didn't sit well with me so I put on my best poker face calling my bank.

" Hello, Mr. brown how may we help you?"

"I want my wife name taken off of all my accounts"

" consider it done. is there anything else I could help you with?"

" no, thank you"

I hung up my phone checking on other projects.  the buildings that were up for buying I would turn into condos I would check on our construction company to see how that was going. reading over numbers everything seemed fine, texting other companies about meetings I worked hard until the sun has set. yarning standing up. I couldn't trust her right about now, but I'll join in since she was playing a dangerous game. I wonder how these gigs of hers were going. humming working more on sealing deals, I began drawing up blueprints on how I want these condo layouts would go along with some notes on prices and programs for others... some for the rich and some for the middle class. I don't see anyone as poor. I turned on the news to see what was going on.

'we are here today outside of the famous Paula's restaurant where she was found dead in the middle of the restaurant. witnesses say that she was visited by her son before unknown men drug him out with a black sack over his head"

my body froze glancing up at the screen. Breyshere's mother was dead, he was there and done nothing about it? what did he get himself into? I had to rewind the whole story looking for clues to what was foin on and what the plates might say. I quickly got onto the phone calling a few close friends that I knew were still into a business like this. I called the twins Faheem and Shareem, both Jamaican descendants that knew nothing more but, how to make people vanish. my life wasn't always kind to me. my friends were no different. I called Shareem first. his phone rang before I got an answer.

" aye, my bruda how may I help you?" shareem says happily into the phone.

" Hey Shadow, we got some action on the streets do you think we could get some party animals to look into it?" I asked him.

he knew the code words so I waited.

" how many animals you tryna party with?" he asked back.

" my regular party people," I told him.

" sure, ill have them come party with you after we settle these bitches." he says.

" bet, ill talk to you later"

hanging up the phone with my homeboy I went back to work. I called my mother but no answer, I tried my wife to check on my boys I got no answer. what was really going on that we didn't know about?

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"LET US THE f**k GO! WHO ARE YOU!" I yelled.

the masked men glanced in my direction before I felt the butt of a gun hitting me on the back of my head. I didn't pass out thanks to having a thick skull my mother says. I was enjoying a nice spa day away from my husband and boys to get snatched off the beach by some men who wanted nothing but what I couldn't give them. I glanced to my right the dark grey room smelt musky. I wanted to throw up. my head throbbed though.

" Mrs.Brown we want you to shut the f**k up before we put you to sleep" snarled a woman with a face mask on. I noticed that voice.

" Gloria? sister-in-law?" I called out to her.

Gloria removed her face mask walking over. she slapped me across the face. my cheek warmed from the impact I bitten my lip blood painfully oozed from the side of my mouth I glanced up at this b***h narrowing my eyes at her while she wiped her hands with my torn shirt. the other person grabbed her by the elbow walking her to the musky room nearly dragging her out of the room.

" if this has anything to do with my cousin I will help you just let me go I will help you gladly!" I yelled.

the remaining masked male stood there he pulled a chair up in front of me holding his gun. I stared at him I couldn't tell the color of his eyes since he had on tactically glasses on 

" so much hate from a washed-up broke actress... you hated your cousin all because of what?" he mocked.

" Bryce doesn't deserve nothing but death I hate that b***h" I snarled.

friend or foe I hated my cousin and everyone who spoke her name would know it. she made my skin crawl and I wanted nothing more than to kill her. he laughed in my face standing up. I could hear crying as the door opened my twin boys were in a cage, eyes covered with blindfolds crying with blindfolds in their tiny mouths hands tied. I rolled my eyes. I really didn't love those two little bastards they were only pawns to get Brandon to marry me so we could rob him of his money. my love for Brandon was only for show. washed-up actress, they say HA! what a c**k.

" Why do you have my babies?" I asked calmly.

" you are going to play a game with us..." he says.

I could almost feel a sinister smile across his face under the mask.

" ok?" I asked waiting for him to get through the dramatics and to the point.