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“No.”
“I’m on the way. Give me twenty minutes,” I said, ending the call.
The warehouse was on the opposite side of town from the storage unit, but I made it in record time. Kyenna’s Maybach was backed into the unit with both driver side doors open. She was standing with her arms folded.
“Where is your security?” I asked her as I got out.
“I don’t need them all the time, Shameek.”
There were boxes flipped over and file cabinets dumped over. Whoever came through this bitch wasn’t looking for money. As I walked up to the filing cabinets, I noticed they were yanked open. Someone had gotten frustrated trying to search for a key. There was a broken picture frame on the ground. I bent over to pick it up, and my heart skipped when I noticed it was a picture of me, Rah, Jah, and Pops. The shit was over fifteen years old.
“What do you think they were looking for?” Kyenna asked, bringing my thoughts back.
“I don’t kno’.”
That was a lie. I knew what they were looking for. I just hoped they didn’t find it. In the corner ducked off, was a box with Kyenna’s name on it. As far as I knew, Rah only used this for paperwork. Whoever was here wasn’t looking for Kyenna because they overlooked this box.
“You got boxes here?” I asked her.
“No,” she said, confused.
“Looks like you got a box with your name on it.”
“I have no idea what that is.”
“Open it,” I told her.
“Nah, I’m good.”
“Why?”
“Because if someone came in here looking for something. I want to know exactly what they touched first.”
I pulled my phone out and sent a text.
“I got someone comin’ to dust the whole unit. I feel like whoever it was will be back if they didn’t find what they needed the first time.”
Kyenna’s hand brushed mine, and we both froze.
“My bad.”
“You straight?”
Neither one of us looked at the other. Not after last night.
“Come on,” I told her.
“We’re just going to leave?” Kyenna asked.
“I got my people comin’. Shit, there’s nothin’ else we can do here.”
I took one last look at the unit before pulling the rolling door down, and I put a new lock on it that I stopped to grab before pulling up here.
“Don’t move anymore by yourself, Kyenna. We didn’t hire them niggas for you to just be movin’ how you want to.”
“Okay,” she said with an attitude.
I walked her to her car, and she stopped before she got in.
