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Jahquel J.
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August 8 - August 10, 2025
Quasim had his phone. “Yo, I9… I fucking 9!” he yelled into the phone. The Inferno Gods had a bunch of codes, lingos, and hand signals that they all knew. I didn’t pretend to know all of them, but I had some knowledge of some of them, and I9 was basically like a fucking Amber Alert for every biker crew in the tristate to keep an eye out.
“They took my baby, Capp… I gotta fucking kill niggas.” “Where the fuck am I meeting you? They fucking took Alaia,” I heard him say in the background. “What?” I recognized Baby Doll’s scream right away. “Oh, fuck that, we out.” I could hear shit moving in the background.
Raheem laughed and it sent me into a fucking rage. He thought shit was sweet and I couldn’t wait until it was me and him. “Change of plans, Zoe. You were taking too long, and we saw our chance to get in and get her… you can head home, we at the spot.” “What spot?” “As if I would fucking tell you… you fucking dead to me you disloyal bitch.” He ended the call and Zoe looked at us worried.
On one hand, I was satisfied that Tweety had finally taken his last breath, but now I had to deal with her scumbag ass brother who thought he was about that shit. “Raheem, when I find you, and I’m gonna fucking find you, nigga, there won’t be enough strength in the world to peel me off yo’ ass. You got the upper hand right now, but when I tell you that I don’t never take a loss, I mean that shit. Let me speak to my fucking wife.”
How Allah allowed this piece of shit to roam this earth was beyond me. I was about to do him a solid and handle his ass for him, because I needed that nigga gone. “Roy,” Alaia cried into the phone. “Baby girl, I’m coming for you, alright?” She sniffled. “Y…yes.” “Do Daddy ever take a loss.” “Never.” “Know I’m on the wa—”
When I got outside, Capri, Capone, and Capella were all pulling up. Capri hopped out with her gun at her side, tucking it into her pink hoodie. I underestimated my little sister a lot, but in this moment, I wasn’t seeing Baby Doll, I was seeing my sister that would ride for her family.
The plan wasn’t to grab her friend, but her ass wanted to be sending out the bat signals to that damn lunatic my sister was married to.
This time, I can tell she had that big muthafucka opened like a can of Walmart brand biscuits. Hell, they had the money, so she had him opened like a can of the name brand kind. Something seemed different about my sister. The bitch was being kidnapped and was arguing with one of these niggas about grabbing her hoodie. Was even trying to run back and grab the shit.
My chest was tight, and I was terrified on what was happening. I counted down and prayed that my baby was on his way to me. I had so much faith in my husband and knew that this would be over soon.
I was scared as hell, but hearing my husband tell me he was coming, I believed him. Cappadonna was my superman, and he would always come through for me.
The woman across from me had lost weight and didn’t look her best. I prayed to Allah that her ass was sick, because what woman would be happy about kidnapping two women. Life had changed and I was the one that looked healthy and was glowing. I had my baby to thank for all of that. Meanwhile, this miserable bitch across from me was falling apart.
Seeing Fatima reminded me of the hell I had endured being tied to her. So much pain I had endured when I was attached to Fatima. Granted, not all of it was directly from her. However, she was part of most of the abuse I suffered under her roof. She covered it up and made it alright for Zayne to do whatever he wanted. She didn’t protect me. I was a teen when I showed up to her home.
“Fatima, you have the upper hand right now, and I admit it may even feel good to you because you’ve always hated me. You and Raheem kidnapped a Delgato… not just any Delgato, Cappadonna’s wife. If you think you’re going to see your kids grow up, you may need to make other arrangements for them. Let us go and make this easier on you because when my baby comes, he’s not letting shit go. His hands don’t discriminate… wrong twin.”
He could have moved on and allowed me to live my life. Zayne was dead, why did he need me so desperately? Taz set himself up when he decided he wanted to go against Cappadonna. You couldn’t pay me to go against that man and I was his wife. His weak spot.
“Blair, bring yo’ stupid ass on… I don’t even know why those assholes even brought you. I told them to leave you alone.” Blair’s eyes nearly came out of her head as she stood there, staring up into his eyes. “You were a part of this?” “Who the fuck you think told them about the back door? I paid for that fucking studio; I can do whatever the fuck I want.”
I jumped up and Raheem flew to his feet, jumping in front of me and pushing me back onto the bed. “Why I gotta go this route for you to fucking listen… only time you listen is when I hit yo’ stupid ass.” Tookie snarled pulling Blair out the room, kicking, and screaming.
Capone had his hand wrapped around Erin as he kissed her forehead. Erin’s eyes were red from crying. We were all fucked up thinking about my baby. I couldn’t imagine something happening to her. I ain’t even think about that because nothing was going to happen to her.
The beef between the Inferno Gods and Chrome Vipers was something serious. The shit was so bad that each side had lost people to the beef. Over the past few years, it had been quiet because they all decided to sign an imaginary peace treaty. Hearing that they involved themselves in some shit that had nothing to do with them and came onto Inferno God territory had my blood boiling.
The difference between Erin and Alaia was that Alaia never took her chain off since the day I had gotten it for her. She told me nobody had ever given her anything, so it was special to her. I can’t even front and pretend like I didn’t feel like that nigga when I saw that C on her chest every day. That same chain is the shit that was going to bring me to my baby. Last night felt like fucking hell not knowing where she was.