“Kidnapped?” Raheem looked at me skeptical, like he didn’t believe what the fuck I was saying. “Or did she just bounce because Zayne died?” “Either way, you sold her to us, and she can’t choose when she wants to leave.” Raheem had the nerve to fucking sigh. “What do you want me to do about it, Taz? Me and Zayne made that deal over ten years ago, that money has since run out.” “Bitch, she got a warranty.”
