Love Yuh Bad

Surprise Me

**** Two Weeks Later / Tuesday, February 28th 2023 ****

Micheal's POV

For the past three weeks, Nickoi and I have been making trips periodically to Portmore.

Even though di place did kinda calm dung likkle bit, mi know seh it soon hot up back.

And mi nah go get fi miself ketch up inna none ah dat shit unprepared.

We had been communicating with a few police officers on the force who were on Sheldon's payroll.

Normally me woulda neva condone working wid police, but dis yah is a different kind ah fuckery we ah deal wid.

Over the past few weeks, they have been getting rid of any evidence the detectives and officers on the case had found in an effort to corroborate the investigation.

Di man dem mek bare evidence just disappear inna thin air.

After much digging on our end, we come to find out seh dem open di investigation from last year, and ah juss now we ah realize.

Folders upon folders of eyewitness interviews, DNA samples, and even phone records of texts and calls between us and Sheldon.

Dat gone now....

Mi nuh waan unuh fi think seh mi anuh somebody weh nuh believe inna di law.

Mi support di law mon....

But unuh haffi undastand seh ah di irresponsibility of the law weh mek it suh easy fi people like Nickoi fi easily push gun and drugs inna Jamaica.

Without that nuff man woulda neva have not even one dollar inna dem pocket.

Mi support di law mon....but mi woulda neva uphold it.

Mi did happy fi have this shit over with though, well at least the police side of things.

We did still inna problem wid Noelle people dem, and it didn't seem to be going away anytime soon.

Still cyaa figure out ah which one ah her uncle man dem send come look fi her.

All mi need is ah face....not even need him name.

The more we waited to strike, the more time we gave them to prepare for their next move.

And knowing Rambo di man nah mek ah move widout ensuring seh blood ah spill.

"Spragga dem ah seh Rambo fly out dis morning" I hear Nickoi's voice call towards me.

We were currently in one of the warehouses Sheldon had in Portmore.

At least once ah week mi haffi drive dung yah fi deal wid business, to the point weh mi did ah consider fi buy as fucking house dung yah.

Mi deh yah all day an mi juss wana go back ah mi yaad to mi ooman....

"Eeehhh? Dem know weh him go?"

"England, him have a ooman ova deh"

Man a fly out fi get pussy.....

"When him ah fly back?"

"Three weeks time, so dem ah seh di place ah go pon lockdown till him fawud back"

That could either be a really good thing or a really fucking bad thing.

Sometimes when di Don leff nobody cyaa mek nuh moves if him nuh deh deh fi authorize it.

Other times, trips like this can be used as an alibi to ensure that crimes can't be traced back to him when di war start.