Drako remembered everything with that clarity that shouldn't have been so easily recalled for someone who had put in as much work as he had, yet it had all remained fresh within his mind. That call from Mikayla crying her eyes out about her mother's attempt to have her r***d had left a sour taste in his mouth. Him and sauce had killed the dealer involved without much of a problem but her mother had presented at more complex dilemma, one that could have had emotional blowback if handled wrong.
Suce had chose to play the background and let him take the lead, but out of respect for Mikayla he wanted it to be as far from messy as possible. After days of searching, he had finally caught up to her wandering around the projects located near the west side, begging anyone that would listen to get
