"BREAKING NEWS! Elijah Mayfield. The main suspect in the beating of 17 year old Noliana Watkins was found dead this morning."
I saw the TV and my heart dropped.
We didnt kill him. I know I didnt. We just beat him. He was alive when I left Atlanta. He was alive.
"Mayfield's body was found at Richardsons park. He was found with two GSWs to the head. We'll bring in more details tonight at 11pm"
I called Zeke
"Zeke, what the fuck?"
"What?"
"Elijah. Why was his body found? He is supposed to be alive and in jail not dead and in morgue."
"I didn't do that. I sent him there alive."
"Fuck! This shit better not trace back to me bro."
"It wont. I got you."
"You better. Damn."
I hung up and started pacing the floor. Even though me and Nola weren't talking....I didnt need her thinking I killed him. I would never kill anybody. NEVER.
Zeke shot me back a text
ZEKE🤯: Zay nem said yo moms made that play. You G
Did this bitch really fuck up my whole plan? Nobody had to fucking die.
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