Saved By My Husband's Plug 3: Finale by D. Keyy

Author:D., Keyy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twyla T. Presents, LLC
Published: 2024-02-07T00:00:00+00:00

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As I maneuvered through the town as best as I could, I replayed what the fuck happened. That blue-eyed nigga flipped the script out of nowhere. It didn’t make sense to me why he’d risk Mel’s life like that. I couldn’t wait to get back to her and let her know that nobody gave a fuck about her life. She’d see then that her best bet was to stay with me. The spot where I’d told Pedro to take Mel was a few blocks away from the strip he was supposed to meet us at.

When I arrived at the location, shit really wasn’t adding up then. It looked like they hadn’t made it, which had my stomach doing somersaults because what happened to them? Entering the location, my fear was confirmed that they never made it here. Now, I had to figure out how the fuck was I going to get back to the States. Being beaten and shot was going to make this a difficult task, but I was determined to get to my love.

I noticed out the window that there was a small airstrip nearby. The wheels in my head start turning as I wrapped my gunshot wound as best as I could with a piece of cloth. Nobody got a shot in my shoulder, so I couldn’t move my arm without intense pain shooting through my body. Then, I thought about how Titan’s life was just snipped away from him. I didn’t see him dying that way, but I didn’t care one bit that he was gone. It took me what felt like forever to make it to the door of the house in front of the airstrip. When I knocked, I hoped that someone was here to assist me.

“Si?” a fat, sweaty, shirtless Dominican man questioned as he opened the door.

“I don’t speak Spanish,” I explained. “Do you speak any English?”

“Yes. Why are you at my home?”

“Thank God. I need help.”

“What’s going on?”

“I’ve been robbed and shot. I’m an American and need to get back to the States. I noticed your airstrip and wanted to know if you could help with that.”

“I mean I could, but I don’t do anything for free.”

“Didn’t you just hear me? I was robbed, so I don’t have any money. When we get to the States, I can get you all the money you need.”

“Come in.”

Doing as instructed, I entered his home with the hope that he’d bought my story and was going to help. His home was small but decent looking on the inside. When I heard him secure the lock, I got a little uneasy but pushed the feeling down. If he could get me where I needed to go I really would give him his money as long as it wasn’t a crazy amount. If it was, he was going to get a bullet instead.

“Look at you. How am I to believe that you have money?” he wondered.

“I have money that’s why I was robbed,” I reasoned. “How much would it cost?”

“I need my money upfront.

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