Chapter 25 Mia #2
Smoke waved him off as Steel, Maceo, and Deuce walked into the room. A few seconds later, Titan and his crew walked in, along with his mom and mine. I was most surprised to see his dad coming up the tail end.
Titan came straight to me and pulled me into a hug. I melted in his arms. These days, it was second nature to us to be affectionate. Once I got used to it, I loved it and looked forward to it.
“How you doing, mamas?” he asked.
“I’m okay. I promise.”
He nodded and pecked my lips. When he released me, I went to my mom and in-laws to greet them.
“Mr. DeLuca, what are you doing here?” I asked.
He frowned. “Whatchu mean, baby girl?”
“Pops is rolling with us,” Titan explained.
My eyes widened. “What? But—”
Mr. DeLuca held up a hand to silence me.
“Baby, I know my way around a gun and I got bodies. My wife, son, nor daughter,” he added, cupping my chin, “are about to go overseas to fuck some shit up without me. That was my grandbaby. Poppa will come out of retirement on her behalf.”
My daddy slapped hands with him. “So my kids ain’t the only one keeping me in some shit.”
Maceo chuckled. “It’s a family affair. We’re about to roll in there deep.”
Jaeda stood from her chair and went over to the digital wall that she and Quaid had installed. She tapped the screen, and the entire wall lit up.
“Yo, that’s dope as hell,” Silas said. “I knew y’all were some super geeks, but this is next level.”
Booker laughed. “How much y’all spent on this shit?”
Jaeda rolled her eyes. “It was a push present from my husband.”
“Damn, Quaid. Most niggas buy cars or some shit. I see you, big money.”
Quaid flipped him off. “Stop minding my pockets before I drain your accounts.”
Everybody laughed because he could, in fact, drain that man’s account.
While they pulled up everything, Titan sat on the couch and pulled me onto his lap.
His arms wrapped around me from behind, and he placed several kisses to my arms. I couldn’t help but blush as he whispered in my ear.
We didn’t realize we were being watched until the silence in the room broke our interaction.
Looking up, we noticed everybody watching us.
“What?” I asked.
Noah smirked. “Nothing. We’re just used to y’all bickering all the damn time. This cutesy shit is taking some getting used to. Y’all look all in love and shit. It’s nice.”
Deuce snorted. “They’ll be bickering. It’s just a matter of time.”
“Aye, Pop,” Maceo said to our father. “Is there any way we can move Mia’s house away from the rest of us? This nigga lives there full time now. I don’t wanna hear that shit when they get started.”
“Right,” Smoke agreed. “Move their ass over by the stables.”
“All of all can kiss my ass,” Titan said. “We communicate now. That’s some growth for your ass.”
“Tell them, brother-in-law!” Jaeda said, laughing. “Y’all are gonna leave my brother and sister alone.”
Smoke waved her off. “You only taking up for him because you and Quaid took him in when he was homeless.”
Titan frowned. “I ain’t ever been homeless. The fuck you talking ‘bout?”
“Y’all shut the hell up!” Daddy yelled. “Goddamn. Y’all get started and lose all focus. Just a room full of ADHD-having ass niggas.”
My brothers stared at him before breaking into laughter.
“Don’t bust a blood vessel, Senior,” Deuce said, waving him off. “A’ight, Jae. The floor is yours.”
“Thank you,” she said, rubbing her stomach. “Okay, so Quaid and I have been able to track JacQues’ movements over the last couple of weeks. We have a man on the inside that’s been helping out.”
“How did y’all pull that off?” I asked.
“My security company,” Quaid answered. “I secured a global deal a few months back. I just so happened to be opening an office in Paris, along with a few other locations. One of my current employees is there, manning the operation.”
“How do we know we can trust them?” Deuce asked. “I don’t know how I feel about a nigga I don’t know being all in our business.”
“He’s been vetted,” Daddy said. “Background check cleared. No criminal record. He’s basically another Quaid. Not a threat. No offense, son. Smoke, don’t start.”
Smoke had just opened his mouth to say something smart but raised his hands in surrender.
“Plus,” Daddy added. “He’s been paid handsomely to get shit done. And I have somebody on him at all times to make sure he’s on the up and up too.”
“So, what’s the guy doing?” I asked.
“He’s bugged JacQues’ house and office,” Jaeda answered. “Every electronic communication device has been tapped. We can hear and see everything.””
She tapped the digital wall, and several things populated. The ring camera on his front door, the webcam on several computers, and phones. There was a log of recorded phone calls and location points of every place he stopped in his car. I stood and walked over to the screen.
“That’s the brothel,” I said, pointing at it.
“He’s been there a lot. Phone records indicate he’s called a number at that location four or five times a week. Somebody named Jazmine Franco.”
I frowned. “That’s the bottom bitch at the brothel. Or at least she was. I let her go when I took over. That’s the bitch who was feeding him information about what I was doing. She acted like she was so happy to get out of that shithole.”
Quaid tapped the screen, and a screenshot of Jazmine’s bank statements populated.
“A few weeks before he confronted you, there was a transfer to her account for ten thousand dollars. She’s been consistently getting paid by him ever since. According to our records, she’s now in charge.”
“That bitch is the first to go,” I said. “I’m handling her personally.”
“I’ll be right with you,” Titan said. “I don’t typically kill women, but I’ll be right there in case anything pops off.”
I nodded.
Quaid pulled up something else on the screen.
“Remember when we suspected he was using a website to sell the people he captured? We were finally able to break that shit. We have identities and locations of every person currently in his possession. He’s got them spread out in whore houses all over the city.
Once a service is booked, an encrypted link is sent to pick the man or woman of their choosing.
A location is sent once they complete their purchase.
The shit we found on the dark web his sick as hell.
Some of these people are being used for more than sex.
They are being sodomized and tortured. Right now, it’s about a hundred men and women.
He’s been laying low with the trafficking since y’all were over there. I think you have him spooked.”
“He hasn’t seen spooked yet,” I said, looking at the names and pictures. “I’m gonna torture that son of a bitch.”
“Aw shit,” Booker said. “It’s been a minute since I’ve really seen you in action, sis.”
“What kinda action we talking?” Deuce asked curiously.
I turned to face the group with a sinister smile on my face. “You’ll see, Deucy.”
My father’s side of the family didn’t know how deadly I really was.
They knew I trained with my grandfather’s organization, but what they didn’t know was that I’d caught my first body at eighteen, not twenty-one.
That little act I put on with Deuce the night I was inducted, was one of my best performances.
I let my brother think I needed him to handle shit, but in reality, I could have killed that nigga myself.
I’d been in the field a long time and had seen and done a lot of shit.
They thought I was just a crash out behind my husband, but it got worse than that.
If I had to go to that place, it got very dark, very quick.
Unlike my father, my grandfather was known for his torture tactics.
He personally taught a class during our training on how to execute a kill in the most gruesome manner.
Those kills were saved for the most vile of predators.
Maybe I was a little sick in the head, but those were my favorite classes.
There were those who deserved a quick death, and then there were those who deserved a slow and painful one. JacQues deserved slow and agonizing. Before I was done with him, he’d be begging me to kill him.