Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
“That’s right, you son of a bitch. Pray. You better ask God, the angels and the saints to save you! Just like our Heavenly Father, dads protect their children. They don’t rejoice from their pain. The mother of my baby is my whole fuckin’ world, and I can’t leave her to raise no baby on ’er own.” He fought hot, furious tears. “My mother struggled raisin’ me. It’s hard for single mothers. I don’t want to ever intentionally cause that for my baby, or my woman. Children need their daddies. Oh, and that trick you pulled with Lorna? She’ll be handled too, but for right now, both of y’all can kiss my ass!”
“I don’t know anything about any trick Lorna may have pulled on you.”
“You liar. You’re behind the entire bullshit. She would’ve never found me or come snoopin’ around, with a document to take my shit, without your help. But it don’t even matter.” Kage giggled. “Y’all are too late.” Grandpa gave him a confused look. “Y’all can’t touch shit over this way now. You wanna know why? My land has been declared an official animal sanctuary for wild animals! It’s a natural preserve, and can’t nobody fight over it or claim it now, ’cept for me. Tax exemption. OFF LIMITS!
“All we had to do was prove that there are at least six types of animals here in their natural habitat, including bobcats. I had to show that there’s a natural water source, which clearly your lungs now know that there is, and a few other stipulations, and boom! It was all set. My sweetheart knew just what to do! All I got to do from this moment forward is let them folks in the county come twice a year to make sure I’m preserving the environment well, you know, not buildin’ a bunch of condos and shit, and helpin’ to keep the animals safe, which I do naturally.
“This contract nullifies your plans to have my land, or my home that is built on the land, taken away from me. You can’t get a quarter of it, a half of it, or three-fourths of it, either. You can’t promise it to that worthless whore, the city, or your own malicious ass! I already filled out paperwork, via my attorney and Roman, to show that those so-called unpaid taxes were false, and it was a clerical error regarding the alimony, which I in fact tried to pay, but something got screwed up. Once she got married, she wasn’t due no alimony anyway. You found a loophole, but you ended up fallin’ in it! Surprise, motherfucker!”
Grandpa’s facial expression was priceless. Kage wished he could take a picture of him, frame it, and place it on a wall.
“…How… how did…” Grandpa stumbled over his words.
“Oh, how did we do it? Simple really. My fiancée had some connections at work, ya see, and she just so happens to be neighbors with a crazy lady that used to work in the administrative department of some fuckin’ bird sanctuary years ago. That bird lady, who hates cats, but that’s neither here nor there, provided her old contacts to my fiancée about how to get the paperwork going and who to call, and my lady got her folks to talk to those other animal folks, and expedite the situation. So now, here you lie, ON PROTECTED LAND, you goat-faced bastard. Small world, huh? Everything came together like a jigsaw puzzle. Sometimes it ain’t what you know, it’s who you know. That put a monkey wrench in your plan to control me, didn’t it? Ain’t no monkeys here in this animal preserve though. Maybe some other time.” Kage shrugged.
Grandpa moaned and sighed as if in pain. It seemed that nothing else, up until that point, got to him as much as those words that Kage was home free. The golden carrot he’d been dangling had been ripped down from the tree and tossed into the river.
“You tried to blackmail me with that shit, and now, you have nothing! Your friendship with one of the mafia bigshots is blown to hell, your relationship with Sarah, my mama, is on the rocks ’cause of you interfering in my life, your prized little public reputation is on the line, and word is spreadin’ that you ask for support and get the people that help you with those favors fucked up or killed! You’re coming across as a man who can’t be trusted… How ’bout that, old man?” He wiggled the gun against the old man’s head. “How’s it feel to be on the losing end for a change?!”
“Kage… Fuck! What the hell do you want from me?!”
“You know what the fuck I want, dickhead! I want out of that trumped up contract. Do you hear me?! I wouldn’t work for you if I didn’t have a mothafuckin’ dime to my name! I swear, so help me God, if you don’t stop this shit right now, tryna ruin my life with all of these games, schemes, lies, and guest appearances from exes of Christmas past, I will snap your fuckin’ neck right here, right now, and say the hell with it! God has got me trapped between a rock and a hard place. I don’t want my daughter or son to be raised without me, and I want my family intact, but what type of father would I be workin’ for the likes of you?! What type of example would I be to my child if she or he saw me bowin’ down to a motherfucker that I hate?! A man who laughed at news of my father’s murder?!