Free Trust No Bitch 3: Deadly Alliance by Ca$h, Nene Capri Page A

her hand then up into her eyes. “I don’t either, ma, but the reality is they touched and destroyed the best part of me. I can’t leave this muthafucka without their blood on my hands.”
    “Just promise me that if shit starts to stack against you, you will get out,” she pleaded as tears formed in her eyes.
    Kiam felt a lump in his throat as he heard the words from her lips that mirrored Faydrah’s. “I will try. But on the real I don’t give a fuck if I die trying. Life don’t mean shit to me no more. I will do my best to protect you and the crew but I will not stop until my mission is complete.”
    “I understand. Just be careful,” she said, putting her hand on the back of his head.
    Kiam stared in her eyes then pulled her close to him. “I got you, ma,” he proclaimed as Lissha rested her head on his chest.
    “I love you, Kiam. I wish I could take away your pain,” she said as tears of regret slid down her face.
    “I love you too. But we gotta tuck that shit. I can’t let them get to no one else that I love.” He held her firmly in his grasp.
    Lissha lifted her tear stained face and as they got closer, she pulled him to her and attempted to kiss him.
    Kiam jerked his head to the side dodging her lips. The frown on his face warned her not to try that shit again. Lissha lowered her eyes and the pain of rejection stabbed her in the heart.
    “Let’s go,” he said, rising to his feet and reaching down to help her up.
    Lissha allowed him to pull her to her feet. Placing her hands against his chest she looked at him, wanting to say so much but knowing that he was not in the mood for forgiveness. She tore her eyes off of him and walked out of the room.
    Kiam looked at her as she exited his room and a strong thought came to his mind. She was hesitant with her words but quick to offer a kiss.
    Don't you trust that bitch.
    Ms. Combs warning rang loudly in his head and he couldn't shake it out. He was nobody's fool, something didn’t feel right and he definitely needed to keep Lissha as close to him as possible.
    When Kiam got to the bottom of the stairs Lissha was standing over an open box staring inside.
    “Whats up?” he asked, coming up behind her.
    “Nothing.” She seemed lost in thought, but he figured that his rejection had dimmed her mood.
    Moving a step closer, Kiam peered over her shoulder and saw what held her attention. “That’s Miss Charlene, the woman who raised me. She was like a grandmother to me.” He reached out and took the picture from her and stared at it wistfully. Had he paid closer attention he would've felt Lissha's body tremble against his.
    “Is she still alive?” Lissha forced herself to ask, although she knew the answer better than anyone.
    “Nah, she died while I was in prison.” He ran his hand over her face then laid the picture back in its place and put the lid on the box.
    Vomit rose in Lissha’s throat as the full weight of her deceit stared her in the face. “What happened if you don’t mind me asking?”
    “Somebody beat her to death and that slimy muthafucka is at the top of my kill list,” he spat, walking to the door.
    Lissha took in some air as she tried to calm her nerves. Kiam had just confirmed what she had pieced together right before killing DeMarcus. She shook her head as she wondered what the fuck else Big Zo hadn't told her.
    I gotta go see Daddy immediately she thought as she walked closely behind Kiam.

    Chapter 9
    Defiance
    B ig Zo strolled into the visitation room stepping with more life in his stride than he had exuded in years. He could see his master plan coming into fruition and freedom would soon follow. Because he absolutely couldn't see spending the rest of his life behind bars.
    He turned down the collar of his khaki shirt and ran his hands over the creases in his pants. His short 'fro was cut evenly around with just a touch of gray near his temples. A newly grown goatee added to his masculine appearance.
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