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“Did they take anything?”
“It’s hard to tell ‘cause all he had in there was paperwork.”
He lit the blunt and took a big ass pull.
“You think this shit connected?”
He took another pull before passing it.
“I’m good.” I waved the blunt off.
“You sick or somethin’.”
“No, I just need my head clear right now.”
“So, what the fuck did they want in the storage?”
“Rah didn’t keep money or jewelry there. They were lookin’ for paperwork.”
Pops nodded. “Rah kept the books at the unit.”
My stomach dropped.
“He got my books there from the eighties. Those books got every shipment, every dollar, and every fuckin’ body.”
We hadn’t seen them books in years. It was because my Pops entrusted Rah with them. I thought his ass had burned them books by now.
“I thought they were gone,” I said.
“That’s what I wanted everyone to think. If somebody finds them, the King name won’t survive it.”
Once I got the confirmation that there were no fingerprints on anything at the storage unit, I went back and grabbed the box that had Kyenna’s name on it. She didn’t want to open it until we found out if anyone touched it. Going to her place probably wasn’t the best thing, but I think she needed to see what was inside. I pulled up, grabbed the box, and walked up to her door.
“Hey,” Kyenna said, looking down at the box.
“There were no fingerprints at the unit. I went and grabbed the box wit’ yo’ name on it.”
“Thank you. I really didn’t want to know what was in it.”
“You sure? There’s no tellin’ what’s in there.”
She grabbed the box, making our fingers brush against each other.
“Thank you.”
“Do you want me to stay just in case?” I asked.
“I…Umm, if you want to.”
“Yeah, it’s cool.” Kyenna stepped aside to let me in before closing the door behind her.
I followed her to the den. When she sat the box down, she just looked at it. I went to the kitchen to grab a knife and cut the tape off the box.
“Wait…what if it’s something I don’t want to see?”
“That’s why I’m here, Kyenna. To support you.”
She pulled the box closer to her and opened it.
