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  1. WAHIDA CLARK PRESENTS:
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  29. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  30. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  31. Chapter Thirty
  32. Chapter Thirty-One
  33. Chapter Thirty-Two
  34. Chapter Thirty-Three
  35. Chapter Thirty-Four
  36. Chapter Thirty-Five
  37. Chapter Thirty-Six
  38. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  39. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  40. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  41. Chapter Forty
  42. Chapter Forty-One
  43. Wahida Clark on Mental and Behavioral Health

Before Rick arrived, I felt sick inside. This was a nightmare. I would’ve never knowingly put my wife and family in harm’s way. No amount of cash or thrill to get back in the game would compensate for the safety of my family.

As I sped on the turnpike, I struggled to keep my eyes on the road and keep an eye out for the police at the same time. Rick kept reminding me to slow it down.

Frightening thoughts were racing through my head. I love Jaz, my queen. I didn’t know what I would do if anything happened to her or our baby. Hell, all of them up there were family, and Trae and Kaylin put their trust in me to keep them safe.

As for Seven. It’s just strange. This chick showed up and all this shit started happening. The enemy sending a woman to infiltrate and then take you down was the oldest trick in the book.

I explained to Rick that I had already spoken to Don Carlos, and he assured me that updated information on Trae and Kay was forthcoming. I called Scarface and told him I was on my way. He said everything would be fine, and Don Carlos didn’t want to alarm the ladies, so he said to leave them be. Bullshit. If they thought they were going to hold my family hostage, they had another thing coming. Once Rick said he got the text about releasing the formula, I knew things were not good. We had our families in the belly of the beast.

Oh, Allah, please keep my wife and daughter and the rest of my family safe.

Chapter Thirty-Five

TRAE

Beijing, China

“Condition the mind. Condition the mind. Condition the mind,” I chanted in the darkness. Each day that went by, I was feeling stronger and stronger. I liked the peace and clarity that fasting brought me. While locked up in Cali, Faheem sent me this book called How to Eat to Live by the God, Elijah Muhammad. The book was on point. Because of it, I would experiment with fasting at least once a month. I felt good. It gave me what I can only describe as a natural high. I believe it’s because you can think clearer. The only catch is, you have to keep the peace, or you will no longer feel good. And right now, a nigga ain’t feeling good.

I was sick of these muthafuckas. They kept questioning me. I had gone through weeks and weeks of this bullshit. They would get us up in the middle of the night to ask us questions. It was as if they were intrigued to have some niggas up in their prison. Don Carlos’s lawyer assured me that they were simply going through the motions and for me to be patient.