Chapter 31

Just when these 3 thought they were so close to getting to Nicki in the nick of time, there was a sudden alteration in their mission.

They encountered problems getting to Canada right off the back.

1. Safaree wanted to bring his glocks with him but knew it was prohibited on a flight.

2. The next flight to Vancouver was delayed until the next day.

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"Nicki."

Lea leaned back in his office chair and played with an office toy that sat upon his desk. The room was silent. Nic was sitting in a chair near a corner of the room with her back turned to him.

He looked up at her when he realized she didn't speak right away. Lea became quiet when he caught a weird vibe that something strange was going on. A ring to his phone pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Yo."

"Nigga have you spoke to my sister?"

He thought for a minute before speaking up again.

"Mmmm Nah. Why? Wassup?"

"Mannn...she ain't been in flesh since we sent her ass to Australia."

"Where the fuck she go?"

"Iono man! I've been tryna reach her for the longest. And-"

"Wait wait wait wait....." Something finally clicked in his head as he thought about it. "If she....caught him...and we got this one....where the fuck is HE?"

Nic intensely eavesdropped on his conversation, having an idea of who he was talking about to whomever on the phone. Her eyes grew piecing the conversation together.

"No. Hell no. Let me call E and see if he knows something...."

"Yeah. & call me back."

Nic adjusted on the couch and bit at the corner of the lips. Lea went to his computer and begin pulling up numerous pages of information and begin analyzing it. The room became silent again.

Nicki had a plan. She really didn't think second about it but wanted to try something. Hopefully it would distract him so she could see what he was doing.

[You got this Nic...]

She slowly rose off the couch and made her way to his desk. Lea caught her eyes lurking behind him. He stopped and turned around in his chair.

"May I help you?"

Nicki poked her lip out, looking down at the little thingamajigs on his desk.

He soften his face when he saw her cute little innocence.

"I'm bored..." Nic pouted.

"Well...you wanna go do something for me, baby?"

She forced a smile like she was interested and waited for his response.

"Run to the basement and grab my device from the box by the stairs. Please."

Nicki's smile faded away as she hoped to see what he was up to instead of being avoided by him and his work. She rolled her eyes and made her way out of the office.

While she made a long trip to the basement, Lea hurriedly went back to the documents on his computer and pulled up some information that would bring him to his next big clever plan.

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"I want to apologize for not contacting you right away about this....I sorta chose not to only because of your reaction. I really didn't wanna be the one to break it to you and the Barbz..."

"No need to apologize, Safaree. I'm holding on in there with God. He knows her strength. I know she's fine. You know, prayer sure does work."

"It sure does."

"I want you to help us fight with the power of prayer. I'm not as worried anymore because I know that my baby is a fighter. And she won't give up. Where ever she is, God is shielding her. She'll be back....I know she will..."

Safaree's heart wrenched and ached for Nicki's mother. He was beyond amazed at how strongly she held her own. She had the confidence he'd wish he had. As long as she understood the situation, he was less frantic about hearing and fearing her emotions.

"Right now...uhh...I'm getting with some people to help get her back..."

"Now Safaree, I don't want you going to drastic measures to get my baby. Anything could go wrong and someone can get hurt. PLEASE be careful out there, son."

He slightly smiled at her calling him 'son'. "Yes ma'am. I'm doing my best. Tell the family she's just fine and they'll see her soon. I'll talk to you later."

"Alright, sweetheart. Remember to pray. Take care."

"I will. And you too. Bye."

"Buh-Bye."

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Nicki slowly trailed down into the dark basement by herself. It was cold and had a gross smell to it. Her hand flew right up to her face the moment the odor hit her way. Once she hit the bottom of the stairs she carfully walked around to find the light. As Nicki felt her way around the basement, she noticed a lot of unusual things that surrounded her.

"Oh my god. Oh my god." She slightly panicked as she finally found the light in the corner of the basement. When she turned back around to glance around the room, her eyes nearly fell out of her head when she found what was before her.

"Ayo L, what if she find all this shit down here?" The guy joked.

"She won't."

"Oh yes she will."

"Oh?"

"And If she does?"

"So."

"SO? Don'tchu know she could expose all the shit down here?! Man yo-"

"She WON'T."

"How the fuck YOU know she won't, though?"

Nicki backed up against a table that contained a very tall rifle that touched her back. She jumped and turned to find the gun now in front of her face.

"Oh my...."

Lea lead his eyes to the rifle sitting on the table behind the guy. He raised his eyebrow and smirked.

"Oho SHIT." The guy threw his fist over his mouth in awe at the big rifle. "Damn, my nigga you gon go out like THAT?"

"Snitches don't reside HERE."

"So you really think she's gonna hold off this long in this house huh?"

"Oh I KNOW for a fact. Please."

The guy shook his head and continued to fidget around with the sacred things his boss kept in the basement.

"Boyyyy, I can't wait til we see that nigga face to face! That nigga's body gon be carried out in a trash bag after we get after him...."

The guy went to a picture sitting on a desk against the wall.

Nicki slowly picked up the picture and observed it thoroughly. It didn't make a lot of sense to her, as she looked over to what appeared to be a younger Lea and another guy standing next to him, resembling his features.

"Who is this....?" she said to herself.

Nicki pulled the picture closer, noticing the familiar necklace emblem around the man and Lea's neck. She twisted her face up in confusion, looking over the picture once more.

"Damn man...how long has it been?"

Lea gazed at the picture in the guy's hand from a distance, leaning against the table. "I believe, 7 years ago."

"Wow. Still can't believe he gone, man...."

[His brother, maybe?] She thought.

Nicki sat the picture down and moved around to see more pictures along the wall. There were more pictures of Lea and the guy, and more dudes dressed in all black.

"Ohhhhh my god...." She put her hand over her chest.

They all wore the same necklace also, which now creeped Nicki out. It was pretty clear now that this was indeed, the gang that had been after her for the past 3 months. It was becoming too real for her to realize what was happening around her. These people had been stalking her for months and she never knew.

She had concluded with Safaree that they must've wanted something, but they didn't know what. So if it wasn't money, then what could it possibly be? Nicki stopped and glanced around the basement again to spot what Lea had asked for so she could bring it with her. There were several boxes sitting near the stairs of the basement that had several devices in it. Before she made her way over to them, she turned her direction back to the pictures. One picture in particular caught her eye as she halted and almost knocked over things on the desk. A sharp nerve jolted through her skin when she recognized it.

"No....fucking............way......" She reached out slowly and grabbed it off the wall.

To her surprise, it was a framed picture of her and Safaree. In fact, the SAME EXACT picture that went missing the morning Nicki couldn't find it in her office. Her body began tensing up as she fought back tears.

"What the fuck! He's been in our house. ....He's been in our...." Nicki took the picture and darted right up the stairs back to the office.

On her way down the hall, she ran right into Lea and fell, dropping the frame.

"Whoa whoa whoa....slow down there. What's the problem?" He pulled her up off the floor.

Nicki scrambled to get up and remove his hands off of her. She turned to pick up the now cracked picture. "WHERE DID THIS COME FROM? HUH?! WHERE DID YOU FUCKING GET THIS?!"

He calmly looked at her and pushed his shoulders up in confusion. "Well where else would I get it?"

"YOU BEEN IN MY HOUSE?!"

"Yeah? So?"

"SO?!?! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"

"You can have it back if you want. I was just gonna cut the shit and give you that nigga's face back anyway." He pushed pass her and kept walking.

"So THAT'S what this is about huh?" She turned around looking at him crazy.

"What?"

"YOU'RE JEALOUS OF SAFAREE!"

He spun around in quickness. "IS THAT SO?"

"YES! You wanted me for yourself! Selfish ASSHOLE." Nic spat at him, trying to get all in his face.

He looked down at her small frame and almost giggled to her face. "Hmph. Maybe." Lea turned around and headed towards the basement himself.

Nic's jaw dropped as she followed after him back down into the basement. "So NOW I'm here and it's going on 2 WEEKS! WHAT'S THE CATCH???"

Lea ignored her and went to fetch the device he was looking for. Before he headed back upstairs, Nicki stopped him in his tracks.

"WAIT! Aren't you gonna explain to me what all of this means?" She threw her arms up pointing around the room at the infinity symbol labeled everywhere. He simply gave her an evil glare and continued upstairs.

"Wha-" She scurried after him once more and followed him back into the office.

"You're GONNA tell me what this shit means....."

He continued to ignore her.

"There-Ther-Theres's a reason you're doing all of this, isn't it? TELL ME!"

Before he spoke up, he went back to using the device to his computer and fixing things up. A map popped up on his screen. Then minutes later there was a flashing blue light slowly moving on a line. A smirk plastered across his face as he pulled out his cell phone to dial a number.

"ANSWER ME!"

Lea turned to look at Nicki hovering over his desk waiting for a response. "........Ooooooh look, it's our lucky day! Guess who's coming to visit......" As he laughed, he turned the screen to her so she could see. Nic was confused. She didn't really know who he was referring to or who was even coming but she felt a bad vibe about it.

"What?" She said under her breath.

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OH and well problem number...3....

Safaree, Chassidy and Drake made it to a local Dennys near the airport to wait and sit in over night.

They all ate and started their plan to out-smart Lea and rescue Nicki.

"This shit ain't gon work if I cant get my shit up there."

"Then how the fuck are we supposed to get up there in time, Safaree? We leave in 7 hours."

"Shit I'll get that G5 to take us up there. It'll be in my bags."

"You ain't gon solve shit with tryna dome this nigga."

"SAYS WHO?"

Drake shook his head and groomed his beard. "You think you a real ass nigga with some GUNS but just really all talk to me."

SB hopped up from the table and got all in Drake's face.

"Not this shit again....." Chassidy layed her head down on the table.

"I'm really fuckin tired of yo slick comments nigga. GET THE FUCK UP."

Drake hopped and got in his face with a calm look.

"You wanna run that by me again, playboi?"

"All TALK, No B-"

Before Drake could finish his sentence a full blown fist came across his jaw in one quick move. He hit the floor, as SB watched him fall. Chassidy came up behind SB and pulled him away from Drake.

"NO!!! I can't believe yall doing this shit in PUBLIC! WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE! COME ON." She pushed Safaree towards the door, before they caused a scene in the restraunt. People and workers were looking in their direction, trying to see what was going on.

"AUBREY GET YO ASS UP AND COME ON BEFORE YOU GET LEFT." Chassidy gave no fucks in helping him up. She called after him, running out after SB and into the car.

"Hurry up 'fore they call the cops on our asses!!!!"

Drake came out wiping the blood off his lip and getting into the backseat. They paid him no mind at this point.

Suddenly, Chassidy's phone rung as she tried to hurry and answer it. Just her luck when she didn't check to see who was calling before she answered.

"Yeah."

"Wanted to come see me about something?"

Her heart jumped when she heard a deep familiar voice on the other line.

"Uh...uh..uh..." Her eyes grew wide.

"Oh no no. It's fine. Yeah, Eric already told me you were on your way. But now I see you're bringing some family with you huh?"

Chassidy worriedly looked over at SB while he was driving. He glanced between her and the road. "What? What happened? Who is that?"

"Ohhhh so I was right?" Lea said as he heard Safaree's voice in the background.

"Um..." Chassidy was still speechless.

"Yeah. Thought you was slick, Chas? You thought I wouldn't find out huh?"

"Lea, I can explain-"

Safaree whipped his head to her when she said his name.

[Lea?] He was confused.

"Nooo nooo, I'd like to meet your new friends," he smiled. "oh and while you're at it....."

"Y-Yeah?" She nervously said.

"Put me on speaker would you, please?"

She did as she was told, now that Safaree and Drake could here the familiar voice.

"I want 60 thousand dollars in the palm of my hands when you get here or i'll be burying bodies underneath my fucking wooden floor."

"YOU BET NOT PUTCHO HANDS ON HER."

"SB, chill." Chassidy whispered. She was scared straight at this point, not knowing how Lea was going about this.

Lea ignored Safaree and went back to talking to Chas. "Oh. And If yo boy tries to pull that 'got another thing coming for you' shit.....he betta rethink his contrivance before he sees me in FLESH."

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Chapter 30

Time froze in place.

And So did Lea.

He raised his head and thought for a minute before smirking and turning around to see her face.

"Well let's put it in a nicer way.....I'm your biggest fan..."

"You're a CREEP."

He laughed and shook his head.

"I was hoping you liked the office because your beautiful face was all over it."

"Are you kidding me right now??? You're fucking SICK."

"No. Actually I'm doing pretty well today. Mm. No fever." he dramatically acted sarcastically.

Nicki rolled her eyes and awaited his next moves. "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!"

Lea approached her at the door and firmly gripped her arm and forced her out of his office. Nicki stumbled out into the long hallway, trying to snatch away from him but he was squeezing her arm too tight. She didn't know what he was about to do but whatever it was, she wouldn't let him get to her.

Lea dragged Nicki all the way to the restroom and plopped her down onto the toilet seat and kneeled before her.

"Ouch. What the fuck are you doing?!"

---

"Mr. Wayne, can you please tell us if you have any new information on Nicki's kidnapping?"

Wayne slowly looked over to the woman in the crowd and gazed at her. He stood before a press conference about Nicki's disappearance that had happened over a week ago. His mind was on another level and his body was in complete shock.

It took him 10 seconds before he answered her question, visibly telling that he didn't process all of what was going on.

"Um..I don't know man....I-I-I can't say too much right now. I mean, we're doing the best we can do to get her back here with us and safe. She's a-a strong person. I know she can fight through." He groomed his chin hairs, staring off at nothing in particular.

"Mr. Williams would you like to say something to the public as well?"

Baby leaned into his mic and begin speaking. "We just wanna say, bawbeh we love ya. We know you a survivor. And we doin everythang we can to solve this. Beleedat."

He saluted and the young money family left the press conference.

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I guess it's interesting when sometimes, your enemies might come in handy one day. Keep your enemies closer, right? You'd never know when you'd need their help. But how could you possibly team up with evil people who would harm you and your loved one? That was now the question for Safaree. Now teaming up with a crazy bitch that almost killed him and a nigga that harmed Nic only because they probably knew something about it more than he did. An odd combination that has many risks to save someone's life from all danger.

Chassidy had let her guard down and put her life on the line to help the man she nearly killed, and help find the woman she never liked. Once she saw how Safaree matched up to her level, she couldn't fight back.

"Why did you do what you did back there in Australia?"

"I had to. I had no choice....Besides, I thought it would all be easy until I actually got this close to catching you."

"You one crazy ass bitch."

"I know...But to be honest, I felt SO uncomfortable. You don't understand how scary this shit is...."

"All of that shit almost costed me my life."

"Safaree....I'm really sorry." she paused and looked at him. "....and the drug...didn't know how deadly it was until I saw how bad it took over you. I don't think you remembered anything from that night."

"I don't. And I'm not tryna relive it either."

She became quiet.

"You know it's not easy having this persona. It became a part of me. Half of me did it because I was told to and half of me did it because I hate her." Chas stared down to her shoes.

"So what stopped you just now?"

"I don't want him hurting her.....you might know how that nigga is but I've seen so much worse."

"How bad?"

A tear escaped Chassidy's eye, she then quickly wiped. "He's killed women before..."

Something jolted in SB when she said that. His body tensed up just thinking about how he was treating Nicki right now. "He's killed alot of people before."

"Too many people.....and has never been caught."

"That's because he uses people like YOU to do the dirty shit for him. He makes you suffer his consequences."

"Hell yeah. And right now, that's all I'm worrying about. The consequences..."

"You're also a brave soul. I respect that."

"I've seen too many situations like this...I see how much you love and care for her. I felt bad."

SB saw the sad guilt in her face. He could see she was feeling guilty for some type of reason but just didn't know for what exactly yet.

"Man....I don't know how the fuck this nigga get to us."

"It wasn't hard....I mean, he knew your where-abouts. That man's too clever for his own good."

"One SNEAKY ass muhfucka. Tuh. Ever since his right-hand man got domed. He went left. Nigga never liked me. The thing now is....he must want something. And I know Nicki is only part of it....."

"How do you know he wants more?"

"Trust me...It's more to it."

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So then you had the quiet enemy. The least expected of the bunch. Who would've known that SB would ask THIS nigga for help? Maybe because he had connections, SB never knew about which made him become suspicious. The real question was how did Drake develop these connections?

Even more awkward was that, after SB tried to kill the nigga, he turned around and needed his help. He knew Drake really didn't want to tag alone but 1. He was only doing this for Nicki and 2. He knew his ass would get bullets to the head. Safaree didn't quite know how he was gonna piece the pie with Drake but they had no time to start more drama.

"Yo how da hell he know you?"

"Who, Drake?"

"Yeah."

"Well...."

Chassidy sat in a corner of the office her and the crew were in. She puffed on a cigar and stared up into the ceiling, rolling around in a swivel chair. Other men were conversing amongst her around the room awaiting an arrival.

The room became silent for a minute when Aubrey slowly trailed in behind another guy and stood at the door. He pushed his glasses up and waited for one of the dudes to speak.

Chassidy glanced up to see that it was him and smirked. She got up from her seat and walked over to him.

"You know....I really didn't think your scary ass would show up. Surprisingly, you did. I'm shocked rather, that you're actually about to do this."

"Hmph. Uh...nice to meet you too." he gave her a weak smile and licked his lips.

"While you're waiting or possibly shitting your drawls right now.....Let's chat." She wouldn't take no for an amnwer so she dragged him to where she was sitting.

"Soooo Mr. Aubrey Drake Graham. You wanna know why you're here?" Chassidy gave him a smirk before puffing out of her cigarette again.

"I uh...no. Iono." he nervously chuckled.

"You're the easy target."

"Huh?"

"Nevermind that." she waved him off and dipped off some ashes.

"You're apart of all this too?"

"Of course I am! I grew up in this bullshit. Why? You scared of me?"

"Aww man. I ain't say all dat. Chill."

"Mmh."

"Why did they bring me here? What's going on?"

"Well. Boss is very busy and needs extra help. You just so happened to be part of his plot."

"Why?"

"Nigga if you ask me another gotda-"

"Wusho name?"

"Chassidy. And lemme let you in on a secret. Come'ere." she motioned her fingers to him to come closer. So he did.

"Whether you like it or not....you gon have to do this shit. Straight up. All of them bitches out there must don't know how scary yo ass really is. It's okay. But today's the day your life's gonna change."

"Yo just chill with that shit. I ain't scared. Look I'm sure whatever I gotta do, ain't all that bad."

"So you think." Chas cocked an eyebrow at him before puffing out of her ciggy once more.

Within minutes, Lea walked into the door and everyone became silent. Drake turned his head swiftly when he heard his name sound in a deep voice.

"Yo Drizzy in here?"

"I KNEW YO ASS HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS BULLSHIT!" Safaree got up and started Drake's direction.

"SB, No!!!!" Chassidy grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Why you keep chargin me up like you finna do sum'n dawg?!" Drake automatically stood up, looking calm.

"NIGGA WASSUP?! MUHFUCKA YOU DON'T SCARE ME! I KNOW YO ASS PUT YOUR HANDS ON MY WOMAN, NIGGA. WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?!"

"Mannnn fuck you. I ain't got time for dis bullshit. You ain't fearin' me dawg." Drake waved him off and sat back down.

Chassidy fought off Safaree coming any closer to Drake. She held him off and made him go the opposite direction to calm down.

"NIGGA FUCK YOU. SWEAR I'MA COME BACK AND KILL YO ASS FA REAL! I'll Show YO ass nigga! WATCH."

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"Nigga where da fuck you been? You was s'posed to be at the press conference we had! Nigga I've been callin you for 2 weeks now. Man NIC is GONE. Fuck wrong witchu?" Wayne was pissed.

"Aye I've been busy with some shit, man. Chill bro. Trust me, she's okay."

"With WHAT, Drake? Mack CALLED yo ass and told you where to go and what time this shit was. Now you finna make us look bad. It's already too much bullshit goin on and now here yo ass go."

"It's all good. Once I square this shit away, I'll release something. Lemme call you back."

"Yeah....whateva."

He hung up and begin thinking on what he was gonna do. He was in so much trouble, and so pissed, he just didn't know it would get this far. All he wanted to do was save Nicki and apologize for what he did.

Now was the time for Drake to get this mission moving so he went to his phone and called Lea.

"What."

"Aye this Drake."

"Drizzy! What's good, breh?"

"Ain't nothing man, Just wanted to see how things was holdin up on yo side....."

---

Lea glanced over at Nicki who now had distanced herself in the restoom with him, sitting by the tub. She was in complete shock when she heard him say his name.

[DRAKE?!?!?!]

Nic frowned and abruptly darted towards him.

"DRAKE?! DRAKE!!! DRAKE! DR-" She fought him to grab the phone away from him so she could get Drake's attention.

"YO. YO BACK UP OFF ME."

"NO!!! DRAKE! DRAKE PLEASE HELP ME!!!" Nic screamed into the phone, while hovering over Lea, fighting for it.

With one move, Lea took his free hand and forceably pushed Nicki down to the hard wooden floor which made her bang her back against the tub.

---

Drake was quiet for the longest of time, cringing, hearing a distressed Nicki and an angry Lea. He listened to the two for what it seemed that they were fighting in the background. When he heard Nic's strained voice crescendo in his ear, his heart dropped. He was hoping it wasn't becoming as brutal as it sounded on their end.

[I gotta do something. And fast.]

Right before Drake was gonna speak up again, the other line became very silent.

A sudden tremble builded in his body as he heard familiar cries in the background. His heart wrenched hardly, as he tried not to hear her desperate cries.

"....Y....Yoo. Lea?"

"What did you want?" he blatantly said.

"We...we need to meet up soon. I really need to talk to you.."

"Bout what?"

"....I-is she okay?"

"She's fine. Look I'll set up a day we can talk. I gotta go." As soon as he said that he hung up in Drake's face.

Drake looked at his phone and shook his head. [What am I gonna do....What the fuck am I gonna do...]

---

30 minutes later Safaree and Chassidy returned.

"I know it's a way we can get to where they at. SOMEBODY gotta know where this nigga stay...."

"Maybe I can call Eric. That's one of the guys in his close circles."

"ERIC??? The short nigga right?"

"...Yeah? Why? You know him too or sum'n?"

"WOW. That nigga approached me the same day I caught yo ass at my house. Yo What the fuck?! This some fucked up shit." Safaree slightly lost it.

"Whoaaa Whoaa. Slow down. Where he saw you at?"

"The car shop on Rose Blvd. He came up to me like we was cool nshit. Da fuck is this? Ion even know how this nigga FIND me."

"Wow. Seriously had no idea..." She had a puzzled look across her face.

Chassidy didn't realize WHY her gang was targeting Safaree and Nicki. Now that she knew SB and Lea already knew each other from back then, it was slowly coming together. No wonder he was putting so many peoples lives in danger to capture this nigga. But if SB's the one Lea was angry at....why did he take Nicki?

She took her phone and called up Eric.

"Waddup baby?"

She rolled her eyes. "Hey, um you got Lea's address?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"He uh....wanted me to come over to pick up something but I forgot to cop his address." she lied.

"Really? Oh. Well, lemme text it to you."

"Mmkay. Bye."

She hung up and looked over at Safaree with a smirk.

"Damn. Was it that easy? Yo dat nigga STILL dumb."

"Ion even know why he chose his dumbass to be in his INNER-circle." She shook her head.

While Chassidy waited on a text for the address. SB glanced over at Drake who seemed to be really annoyed at this point. Drake continued to sit with his head down, like he was thinking.

"Fuck wrong with him?"

Chassidy looked up, and looked over at Drake. "Who knows. Always crying nshit. Just leave him." She waved him off.

She looked at her phone as soon as she felt it vibrate in her hand.

E:
He up on the east side of Vancouver. 845 East 8 Ave.

Chas:
Thanks.

"Hey...Hey I just got the address! Come one we gotta get to an airport quick!"

"What? Wait. Where To???" Safaree jumped up.

"We have to catch a flight to Vancouver."

"VANCOUVER?! As In CANADA?"

"YES, nigga! Now COME ON!!!!" She pulled him along to the car as Drake silently followed behind them.

They all hopped into the car and sped off to find an airport miles away.

"Here I'll find us all a ticket so we can board the quickest flight there."

"It's gon take us straight there?"

"I hope so."

"Man YO WHAT THE FUCK. How dis nigga make it all the way to Canada with ha?" SB hit the steering wheel as he sped down the road.

"I never knew he lived that far...... The office is stationed in New York. I don't get it." Chassidy said while working on her phone.

"His smart ass knew exactly what he was doin. Guess he never told nobody his real address...." Drake chimed in.

"Yo you know where dis address at?"

Safaree held his phone up towards the backseat so Drake could see. He took a glance at it for a second before speaking up.

"...Yeah. Right near Fairview..."

Aubrey wouldn't tell Lea they were coming nor tell these two what he heard earlier on the phone. He simply sat back and held his peace for now.