Chapter 23

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🔷🔹Klaus' POV🔹🔷
Tuesday, October 31st
5:21 am

I press the power button once again to silence the ringing of my phone. This is about the fourth time it's ringing.

The light on the phone illuminates the darkly lit room and the sound of the iPhone ring tone blasts through the silent room.

"Just answer it cause dem nuh seem fi stop call yuh", Zambia says as she rolls over into the bed pulling the sheets to cover her more.

Hissing my teeth, I answer the phone when it rings for the seventh time.

Betta nuh foolishness dem man yah a call mi fah suh early inna the morning innuh.

"Yow" I pull the sheets off me standing to my full length stretching the tiredness out of me.

"We catch the mouse man, the rat trap did effective, neva know a suh it did big", Bulla says in code.

"Ahh, mi want it fi mi puss consume" I walk over to my closet and grab my white tee-shirt pulling it over my head as I speak to Bulla.

Dem finally ketch the man dem, weh did feel like seh a dem and mi sperm donor build the gang suh dem a di don fi be brave enuff fi thief mi things.

"Ahh a go put it down fi yuh can come fi it, and yuh know seh a more than one tho, but yuh will see when yuh come"

I end the call and pull up my black denim jeans, I walk over to my chest of draws and take up the key for the tida, the criminal signature car.

I turn towards the bed when I hear the movement of the sheets.

"Where are you going Klaus so early in the morning it's 5:40," she says as she looks at her phone for the time and then rubs her eyes.

"Mi get a call from Bulla and him waah mi fi do something for him" I walk over to her side of the bed hovering over her.

Looking up at me with tiredness in her eyes she sighs and asks

"What could he possibly want you to do so early in the morning?" she yarns

"It nah tek long babe just go back to sleep cause yuh have fi wake fi class inna the next hour" I kiss her on her forehead and bid her a good day and left through the front door.

I walk over to the garage and unlock the Tida, it's the first car I was gifted by my sperm donor.

He said that it was the best thing to get since as it is known as a criminal car and I am a born killer, he was always and still is a sick and twisted kind of man.

I start up the engine and drive out and down the hills of Jack's Hill heading into downtown Kingston where I was born and raised.

Being Don was something I looked forward to being it wasn't something I shied away from since it was the only thing I knew.

Growing up my mom sent me and my siblings to prep school to somewhat make use of the millions that my dad had and also to make us like the "uptown kids" so that we wouldn't have taken up a life of crime and all that she went through wouldn't be in vain.

But what was I to do I was always afraid of my sperm donor he never treated us as his family nor his kids but as people that he could always replace.

I loved the power that came with people fearing me when I was in school. During my days at Jamaica College, almost everyone knew that my father was a don.

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