A Boston Hood Christmas by Chey

Author:Chey
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Nikki Brown Presents
Published: 2020-12-13T05:00:00+00:00

8

Timmy

Two weeks had passed since everything went down, and it took a lot of ass-kissing to get back in Holli’s good graces. Life was somewhat back to normal, and we were only a week away from Christmas. I agreed to put aside the search for Raymond and Leonard until the holidays were over.

I had just left from picking up my baby girl, and I couldn’t believe Bubbles really tried to play that bullshit by not letting me take my daughter. She kept threatening to call the police, and with my brother being in the hospital, I didn’t want to add any more stress on my folks by them getting a call that I was down at the local station, so I held off on seeing Libby until Louie was released and feeling better. He was finally released from the hospital a few days ago, and thankfully, his kidney didn’t completely shut down, but some damage did occur. I used the two weeks to take care of a few things that needed to be handled before I went to deal with Bubbles.

Of course, when I finally made it to her house, she really tried to pull that foolishness and not let me leave out the door, but like I told her, nothing and nobody would ever keep me from Libby. Bubbles had no grounds on demanding my visits with our daughter to be supervised, and even if she tried to claim that little fight she caused, she would have to take me to court and get a judge to order me to those kinds of visits. And the last place I would have them would be Bubbles’ house. I’d pay to have them at a public place at the court’s choosing first.

With that said, I picked my little mama up and walked out of Bubbles’ house while she hollered and screamed that she’d be at my door with the cops to get Libby. When I heard the doorbell, I already knew I would find the police on the other side of the door, with Bubbles’ bust-down ass right behind with a smirk on her face like she was doing something. I couldn’t help but laugh because you could tell that this was one call they wished they didn’t get assigned to. I was already prepared because one thing I learned since becoming a Martone was to never allow anyone to have one up on you. This bitch was about to learn something new today because she picked the wrong muthafucka to trick into having a baby with, and she was about to lose.

“Can I help you?” I asked as politely as possible.

“Are you Mr. Timothy Martone?” the cop that stood closest to me asked.

“I am.”

“We are here because we got a call about a kidnapping regarding a minor child by the name of Liberty-Justice Nelson. We need you to return her immediately to her mother and place your hands behind your back.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. Instead of following his orders,

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