Chapter MORGAN

MORGAN

This was the second precinct I had visited, and no one had Kareem Forte listed in their log. I was becoming worried that it wasn’t the cops who took him. I tried calling his phone to see if he had bailed himself out, but it went straight to voicemail. Unsure of what to do, I headed home.

When I pulled up, a familiar face was standing in the driveway. I took a deep breath before getting out of the car. “Here we go,” I mumbled to myself.

“Pretty ass Morgan, the girl who stole my heart and kept it,” Papi said, putting his hand to his chest.

I hurried up the driveway trying to avoid him, but he jogged in front of me, “What’s the rush, beautiful? Don’t act like a nigga didn’t have your face in the pillow. It hasn’t been that long,” he smiled.

“Papi, please, we’ve been done and aren’t you supposed to be at school?”

“I saw you there. You fucking with that nigga or what?”

It was just like him to try to pry for his own pleasure.

Papi showing up at my house didn’t seem coincidental.

I knew this was my opportunity to find out what I could, but I knew how Papi moved.

He wouldn’t tell me shit unless I gave him something in return.

I had stopped walking to give him my full attention. “What do you want from me?”

He licked his lips and nodded. “Why a nigga got to want something?”

“Isn’t that what all you Morwoods want? Something for nothing.”

His jaws clenched as he glanced over my head and then back at me.

“Morgan, watch it. You know a lot, and to be honest, when you cut me off, I should have dropped your ass, but what type of nigga would I be to fuck up that pretty ass face?” he paused, and he leaned toward my ear.

“If you’re fucking with those Zoo bitches or the rapping doofus ass clown that’s following behind them, you better be careful, because none of those niggas are safe.

As a matter of fact, tell them I said NTR is coming for them. ”

When Papi walked off, I exhaled. I knew his threat wasn’t empty, but I needed to warn the Zoo that they were coming. I wasn’t sure of Kareem’s role with the Zoo, but I knew who to call. I pulled out my phone and dialed Alyse’s number.

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