Chapter 73 Christened name
BIG KAI
I blew his brains.
The others screamed as Jamal's body limped but I didn't stop. I shot him again, again and again!
I lowered my gun.
Fucker's name's Jamal. My fucking supposed son's christened name.
Second, he has a fucking sharp tongue.
His battered head spilled out blood that rolled down his body. I moved my eyes to the others.
They are shuddering relentlessly.
"This is Bricktown. Ma fucking hood. You don't mess with it."
They kept shuddering.
"You mess with ma hood, you mess with me. You should've asked fucking questions."
"We sorry, boss." Collins said.
"Yes, boss. We sorry, please." Hakeem begged.
"Save the shit for the devil when you see his ass."
Their faces twitched.
I turned away from them and locked eyes with Ricco as the boys begged.
"OG," Ricco called.
"The mall owners?" I asked.
He snapped his fingers are Mike who is standing at the entrance. Mike headed out.
"What are your plans, OG?" Ricco asked, gesturing at the boys. "What you want us to do to them?"
"Put 'em in a package."
He nodded.
"I'm taking their asses with me."
He furrowed his brows. "To your place?"
I stared at him.
"OG, you outta the hood. That's your sanctuary. We do all the dirty work for you here."
"The damn sanctuary got stained the day after the night that kid was taken. Almost all my staff took bullets from me."
He stared at me.
"I like what you said about giving them brutality. I wanna take care of the motherfuckers at home. Package their asses."
He let out a tiny sigh and shrugged.
"Whatever you say, OG."
I moved my eyes to the entrance. Mike is holding the curtains and three people walked in. Two women and a man.
They all look middle-aged.
"I heard you getting married, OG," Ricco said, making me look at him.
"That's the sweetest news."
I gave a one-sided smile at the thought of my shawty.
My fucking fresh air.
"You finna be one of ma groomsmen," I said.
He chuckled. "You bet ya. I gotta get me a new suit and shoes."
"All payments on me."
"Cool." He said, smiling.
"They are here," Mike said, making Ricco turn and move out of the way as the three people stood in front of me.
"Big Kai," they greeted.
They look very unhappy.
"Apologies for your loss. They finna pay for this." I said.
They nodded.
"Make calculations of all the damaged things. Report 'em to Ricco and I'm gonna fund it."
Their faces twitched as they shared surprised looks.
"Oh thank you so much, Big Kai."
"Thank you, sir." They said, attempting to go down on their knees, and reached for my legs.
Ricco stopped them as expected.
"A handshake would do, folks." He said.
I extended my hand for a handshake. They reciprocated. I shook their hands each before walking past them.
Ricco moved closer to me.
"Send funds to all the deceased's families. Tell 'em Big Kai's getting 'em justice as always."
"Yes, OG," he said as I headed out.
"My package, Ricco," I said while walking out.
"Right behind you, OG." I heard him say.
I finna have some fucking fun.
LATE HOURS.....
KINCAID MANSION.....
Walking along the hallway, I saw Chris standing in front of my shawty's door.
I am just coming from my personal cold room where I had the motherfuckers chained and locked up for tomorrow's fun.
I was right when I said she would be in her room.
My room is the last place in her mind. She doesn't know where it is.
She finna find out.
I got closer to the door.
"Welcome, boss," Chris said.
"Sup?"
"Good, boss."
"My girl?"
"Safe and indoors."
I nodded slightly, walking past him. I headed to my room.
Shower first and then my shawty.
I began unbuttoning my shirt as I headed towards my door. I walked into my room and took off my shirt, leaving my sweatshirt on.
I walked towards my desk, turned on my laptop, and picked up my bottle of whiskey.
I took a few portion as I walked towards my walk-in closet but a knock came on my door, stopping me in my tracks.
The door opened, revealing Imani in her usual green nightgown and robe.
Great.
Just what I needed.
"You are back." She said, folding her hand.
"Glad you ain't blind," I said, taking another portion of my drink as in headed into my walk-in closet.
I grabbed a new sweatpants and a black tank top.
I walked back into the room.
Madam President is already seated on my bed.
"The fuck you want now?" I asked while walking towards my desk and placed my clothes on the chair.
"I figured I spoke to you with high tension. Now that a little time has passed, I think we should talk now."
I sucked my teeth. "I ain't in the mood for your mother mode right now."
"What has gotten into you? Why do you want to marry that girl? What will people say? What will Bricktown say, huh? The black savior is getting married to a white woman. That's gonna ruin your reputation, you know."
I heaved a sigh.
"You have to tell me this is all a joke."
I turned to her
She is looking at me with concern dancing on her annoying face.
"It's fucking funny you don't understand what I fucking do."
"Enlighten me, please."
"I protect my people from any harm. Bricktown is my people. In case you forgot, I gave refuge to some innocent white people in the hood."
She scoffed, looking away.
"Just because I protect my race doesn't mean I hate other races and Bricktown knows that. Some of 'em got white roots."
She looked at me.
"I don't hate other races. You only get on my dark side when you harm my fucking race."
"Wow. Nice excuse." She said, getting on her feet.
I raised my brows at her.
"Fucking nice excuse, Kai. You don't hate other races that's why you gonna marry one? Really?"
I heaved a sigh, looking away.
"All your life. Ever since I have known you, you have hardly dated girls in our fucking race. I can't even think of one black girl you fucking dated. Most of them were fucking flings."
"And how many white girls have I dated?"
She didn't respond but stared at me.
I nodded. "That's right. Zero."
She kept staring at me.
"What exactly is with you, huh? You keeping track of my fucking life now?"
"And why wouldn't I do that?"
I scoffed.
"You ma fucking brother and only family."
"Why you all on my face cause of ma fucking decision like I'm your fucking man?"
Her face twitched.
"Huh?"
She didn't respond.
"As a matter of fact, why you ain't got a man?"
She furrowed her brows slightly.
"Wait a second, you haven't even introduced me to any man ever since. What the fuck is going on?"
She didn't respond but looked away as she held onto her robe.
I tilted my head, trying to get an answer out of her.
She flicked her eyes nervously to me and then away.
Realization hit me.
"Oh shit." I covered my mouth.
She looked at me.
I kept covering my mouth while staring at her.
"What?"
"You into women?"
Her face twitched. "Excuse me?"
"Damn, you love pussies like I do? Is that what this is?"
She clenched her jaw.
"Damn, lil sis." I held down my laughter. "You know what, it's fine. I can accept a sister in-law as much as I can accept a brother-in-law."
"Ugh. I ain't into woman, motherfucker."
"Then what you into? Fucking animals or objects? Am I gonna have a thing-in-law? Tell me."
"Ugh! I hate you, Kai. You can marry the white ho for all I care!" She snapped, walking away angrily.
"Hey!"
"Fuck you, Kai!" she yelled while heading for the door.
"Don't be talking about my girl like that, Imani. I'mma rip out your fucking tongue."
She slammed.
"This bitch just.......hey you, Imani. You finna get me fifty doors if you break mine."
"Annoying ass." I walked towards the bathroom.
Not long later, I was done and was currently heading towards my shawty's room dressed in my fresh clothes.
Black tank top and black sweatpants. With my hands in my pockets, I walked along the hallway.
Chris was still standing at the door.
"Go to bed, man," I said.
"Thank you, boss," he said, walking away.
I stood in front of my girl's door. I grabbed the doorknob and walked into the room.
Shawty was just walking out of the bathroom dressed in her new pink nightgown and drying her hair with a towel.
Fresh air looking fresh as fuck.
She hasn't seen me yet. She busy with her hair.
I closed the door slowly without making a noise.
"Hey, shawty."
She froze.