CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY TWO DEAD

　　DAVIS

　　"Fuck!" I cursed out. This wasn't the life I always wanted for myself. This wasn't what I always wished for myself. How did everything get this messy?

　　Gerald's number pulled into my phone, "Nat is in for another surgery again, she just had a seizure after hearing she lost her baby."

　　My chest was tight, and my heart racing like a wild beast. I had to put an end to this madness, had to stop Zee Lord before he caused any more pain and suffering.

　　My hands clenched around the steering wheel, I couldn't help but think of Dahila, the woman who had stolen my heart, who had become my whole world.

　　What about Nat? Fuck! Fuck!! I hit the steering severally, "And Ollie? How is he doing?" 

　　"Not fairly well. He hasn't eaten yet."

　　I gritted, "Zee wants me." I said, "His men are headed towards prison,"

　　"What?! Grandma Scott!! They...they want you? ...what's going on? Where are you?"