Page 74 of A Toxic Redemption

"Say, bro, I think that’s the bitch's granny upstairs. What are we doing with her?"

"Fuck that bitch," I spat over my shoulder. "She ain't my grandma."

It's been two days since I found out my son was snatched, and a nigga has been on a rampage ever since. After offing Mia's parents and grandma, I've been working with my dad's people to get the phone where the photos were sent from traced, but it was impossible since they used a burner. On top of everything with KJ, someone torched Lucky's bakery. My shorty was so stressed that she was threatening a miscarriage.

"Devyn, you need to rest, sweetheart," Sasha called out to Luck as she entered the living room.

We were at my mother's house, where we had been since returning to town. Lucky's people were here waiting when we arrived because her dad handled the accident at the bakery with the police on her behalf. Baby girl had been up with me for two days straight, and I hated that. Yeah, I know she was worriedabout my son and her spot, but I needed her and my kid to be okay, too. "Come drink this tea."

"I'm okay, Sasha. I don't want anything." She wiped the lone tear that slid down her cheek. "Thank you for offering."

"Come here, Lucky." I motioned for her to join me in the kitchen. "Grab that tea from Sash on the way."

"Khalil I—"

"Now, Devyn."

Lucky's eyes turned to slits at the sound of me calling her by her real name. It was rare that I did that, but a nigga was in rare form right now. I was stressed to the max, and I needed her to ease a nigga's mind a little and rest.

"I need you to drink that tea and go to the back and lay down, mama."

"What?" she snapped and reared her head back as if a nigga slapped her. "KJ is missing, and you want me to sleep? No, Khalil, I can't." She shook her head profusely as she began to cry. "This is all my fault."

"Hey, stop." I pulled her into me as she cried hysterically. I'd never seen Luck carry on like this, and a nigga was worried. Our people joined us in the kitchen after they heard her bawling, and everyone had the same worried expression. "Calm down, baby, and talk to me," I urged.

"If I hadn't suggested we go on vacation, you would have been here." She held on tightly to my shirt and sniffled. "If I—"

"No, this is my fault," my father spoke up. "I thought something as simple as me going to the bathroom and leaving them for a second would be okay, but obviously, I was wrong."

When I got back home, I was damn near ready to kill my parents when they told me Kaine had snatched my son. They decided to take KJ to a carnival that was a little too crowded. Once my father went to the bathroom, my mother took KJ to a nearby ride to wait for him. KJ got excited and caught mymother off guard when he snatched away and took off running. Before she could scream for help, Kaine already had him and brandished a gun that caused her to remain silent. With that, he was able to leave with my son on his hip.

"Nah, this is no one's fault but Kaine's," I corrected them. "I should have killed that nigga when he first came back to town, but for you," I pointed toward my mother, "I let him slide. No more, mama. I'm feeling like less of a man because I let that nigga make it time and time again. All I can tell you is if you want to cut me off, do it. I love you and will still allow you to be part of KJ's life because he loves you, too. Pick out your Sunday's best because the next time you see your oldest son will be on a fuckin' slab."

I didn't even wait for my mama to respond as I left her and the rest of the family in the kitchen and escorted Lucky to my room. Once inside, I sat her on the bed and removed her shoes and jeans. Pulling the covers back, I removed my own shoes and pants as I motioned for her to get in.

"What are you doing?" Luck asked as I gave her the mug of tea. "I can't sleep right now."

"Drink this and lay down, baby. I'm sleeping with you."

Doing as I asked, Luck sipped the tea until it was completely gone. Sasha told me she was going to give her something to help her sleep, and I was thankful. I can't seem to think from worrying about her.

"How are you so calm right now?" She yawned as she snuggled into me. "I'm a fuckin' wreck."

"Kaine wants me or some money, baby." I pulled her closer to my chest and kissed her forehead. "I know he won't hurt KJ. Mia won't either."

"I hope not." She snuggled closer to me, and I couldn't help but chuckle. If Luck could live in my skin, I'm sure she would. "Idon't even care about my bakery being destroyed. I'm focused on KJ. I hope they find out who did it, though."

Kissing her forehead, I listened as her breathing changed, and I knew she was sound asleep. With the way she'd been running around, I knew she would be out for a while. Hearing small taps on the door, I slowly eased from the bed and slid on my jeans before answering.

"Is she okay?" Kira asked as she peeped her inside. "I just wanted to make sure she didn't need anything."

"She's good, sis." I peered over my shoulder, and Luck was sound asleep. "You can go home and rest yourself if you need to. We're fine."

She, along with Jake and Bino, have been here since we returned home. We haven't heard from Lori since she acted a fool at the restaurant about Bino flirting with the server. I assume she found her own way home. We packed our bags as soon as we got back to the cabins and dipped.

"I'm good. Bino and Jake want to speak with you. I'm going to lay down with her if that's okay." She stepped into the room and walked over to the bed. Turning to face me, she scrunched her nose and asked, "Have y'all been in here fuckin'?"

"No, Kira." I chuckled as I grabbed my shoes and phone. "Call me if y'all need anything."

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