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"You heard what he said, we're not safe. So where are we going to go?" Tyrese asked,nobody wanted to ask that question, they all thought that talking about what happened would somehow make the scenario more real. "We can't stay here." Santana put her face in her hands, sitting on her suitcase. "No shit,Sherlock." Terri rolled her eyes, playing with her plaits. "My traps are in all corners of the world." Romaro smirked. "Let's go to Daddy's trap! It's heavily protected, he's the king of all the kingpins,nobody would ever mess with him." Brooke picked up her bags and started walking to the door, Romaro stuck his arm out,blocking the entrance.

"His trap is all the way in Jamaica. Besides, I thought he kicked you out?" He rubbed the back of his head, he left home under bad circumstances, he almost got himself and his father killed. His parents then moved to Jamaica last year, not wanting to be around him anymore. "He kicked me out if his house, he can't ban me from the trap, I'm going to take it over when he dies." Brooke replied with a smile. "Anyway, I have a house out there, it has around the clock security, ten bedrooms, a pool and a safe house." "Then why didn't you go there?" Terri frowned, Brooke shrugged. "I like company."

They put all their bags in to two cars, Tyrese's and Brooke's. Brooke drove a matte black Maserati Alfieri Coupe, Tyrese drove a bubble bee yellow Toyota Gt 86. Terri,Santana,Brandon and Kevin went in Tyrese's car, Romaro and Dee went in with Brooke's.

Terri called Romaro,asking where exactly it was Tyrese should drive to, Romaro didn't tell her, he said "just follow behind." The location was private,only a few people knew about whereabouts of Romaro's private jet.

The doors to the cars were opened by Romaro's valet. This boy really thinks he's the shit, Dee thought as she boarded the jet. "Girl, I am the shit." Romaro winked, Dee blushed, she didn't realise she thought aloud. "No, you''re a little shit." Brooke laughed. "Shut yo' damn mouth!" Romaro sulked.

6 hours later
They looked around the mansion in awe, the gates glimmered white,there was collosal Palm trees on either side of the mansion, as if it was protecting it. The house was made out of white impermeable marble, giving the house a pristine gleam, it had three garages and four sunbeds with a pool.

1 day later
Everybody had settled in to the new house. "Sanny, let's go in to the target room, I need to show you how to actually shoot you're target, Brandon you too." Dee called, signalling for them to follow her. The hallway had five marble columns on either side,one direction leading up to a set of grey,cushioned stairs and the other to a set of black double doors. Dee opened the door, revealing a room full of guns. "Take one." Dee picked one up,so did Santana and Brandon. "Now aim for the cardboarded cut out, I want you to shoot the head,the heart and and the neck." Dee shot at all three, after she had done that the cardboard person switched to a fresh one. "Your go Brandon." Brandon successfully shot all three. "Your go Santana." Dee called. Santana shot three times, missing each one. "Urgh, terrible!" Dee threw her arms up in despair. "Sorry." Santana whispered. "Nah,baby, you just gotta have your arms here. Keep your eyes here. Now shoot." Brandon held her arms, she hit them all, looked up at Brandon and smiled. "Now that's what I call motivation." Dee laughed.