GREG GROUCHO MARKS

I got Mini to the car and called Dante when he didn’t pick up. I then called Born, and they were on the highway driving together. He picked up on the third ring. I heard him say Mini and Passion were kidnapped. We are listening to what is happening in the car on the phone. 
“Stay on that phone, Mini is in the car with me, we’re on our way to the hospital.”
 “Born, I need you to think, man, we need a trace on that phone now.”  We can’t lose that car I yelled. “Fuck, Mane, I need you to call everyone, get them here. The hood is coming to Cornell, we’re about to shut all this shit down.”
 “How the hell did they end up in the wrong car?” Passion and Mini know better than to get in strange cars. They know all our license plate numbers. Who the fuck is this Jeremy guy? How did he know they were coming home today? All these questions, and I don’t have one fucking answer.
“This isn’t making any sense to me.” I knew I should have come and gotten them my fucking self.”  Maybe I could have saved them.  This is all my fault. Good help is hard to find. Fuck! Fuck! I messed up big time, and nobody knows who he is working with or what he looks like. 
“Hold on, Mini, I need your help, baby girl. Drive faster Motherfucker!”
He got my fucking sister, and I can’t find him, and I let her down and broke my promise to my dad. This being the protector of a family is hard as fuck. My dad did it so easily; we never had these problems, and if we did, he never let it be known. 
“Joe, push this motherfucker you are driving like Ms. Daisy back here.”
“Hey, Groucho, is Mini ok? Why is she not up?”
“Joe, I don’t know why she passed out.” But I felt the back of her head, and she has a knot on it and a lot of blood seeping out of it. “Man, when I catch this Jeremy character, he's going to wish he never came for a Marks & Spencer.” 
Once at the hospital, I picked Mini up and ran through the lobby. “Hey, I need a doctor right now.” “Yo, please, somebody help my sister now.” “Yo, if somebody doesn’t help my fucking sister, I will sue the shit out of this fucking hospital.” 
Finally, a doctor and nurse ran over with a gurney and asked what had happened. I explained that she jumped from a moving vehicle and might have hit her head.
 “Sir, give us room to work.”
“Mini, this is Greg, baby girl. I need you to be ok, ma. If you don’t open your eyes, Groucho will appear, and Max is not here to control me or bring me out of it; there are a lot of innocent people that will die today, baby girl,” I whispered in her ear.
 She squeezed my hand and peeked at me.
“The doctor said ok, now move, sir. She is responsive.”
I moved away, and I heard my phone ringing. It was Max. I answered Yo.
“Greg, I need you to keep calm. We're on the private jet, me and Big Dee. I got a text from Passion saying to get here quickly. You're going to kill everyone. What the fuck happened?”
I laughed, lil momma got that shit pops had. She uses her time texting you and calling Dante. I laughed while shaking my head. “Max, you know what I’m good for now, but I can’t make any promises.” Shaking my head, I rubbed my beard to calm myself.
“What happened? I got Big Dee with me listening, he wants to know.”
 “All I can say is Dominique is with me in the hospital. I'll tell you more when you get here. Tell Big Dee Mini is safe in the hospital, but they got Passion. Call ma and let momma Mo know what’s up. I told Mane to call the squad, but you'd better get here because we've got a snitch on our team, and I don’t want to use that secret room in the basement at the house.” I hung up, and Mane walked in with Joe.
I walked over to them. I punched Mane in the face, and he hit the floor. I turned to Joe. 
“What the fuck happened nigga”
“I swear, Groucho, we were at the gate you told us to see, look at the text.”
I snatched Joe's phone and pushed him. 
I looked at the text; it had my number, but that was not what it said, or what I had on my screen. I texted him from my Samsung to his burner. Something was not right. I looked through his phone.
“Who held this phone beside you.”
I looked through his phone; he was texting some chick, and this dumb nigga downloaded apps to his burner phone.
“Yo, meet me outside now.” I looked over at Mane, and he was still rubbing his jaw. “You hurt nigga I didn’t even hit you hard. Stay here until the doctor comes back with information on Dominique. Can you do that?” He nodded, and Joe and I walked outside. Joe walked toward the truck as I walked from the back. I noticed the license plate number was different. 
“What the fuck, Joe, come here?”
“What the fuck have you two been up to the last two days?” Before, he could answer, but I cut him off. “Because either this is not our car, or someone switched the plates, and you two dumb fucks didn’t even notice.”
“What are you talking about, Groucho? We went to some bougie restaurant with some girls, then a hotel that was Saturday night after our meeting.” On Friday, we met the two girls from the Mini party: Kristen and Heather. A snow bunny and a girl who look like Chilli from TLC.”
 “Call them now I yelled!”
He took his phone and called the girl Kristen, “no answer he said.” Snatching the phone, I sent a text. The person answered, "Checkmate, the queen has been captured," with a lol at the end. 
“What the fuck you see this nigga, this is your fault.” I grabbed Joe by his collar and gave him a quick body shot. He screamed I’m sorry. I hit him with a quick right to the jaw, and he fell.
“I yelled Get up pussy!” I heard footsteps behind me, then Max's voice.
“Yo, Greg, chill, it’s ok, we're going to get little momma back. I heard that pussy Mane scream that he's about to attack Joe again. Max said take me off the speaker and put the phone to his ear. I threw two more body shots, feeling his ribs crack.
“Yo, I’m not going near Groucho; he is in beast mode.”
“You want to save Joe's life, right?”
“Yes, but this nigga is swole up like the Hulk, and he is angry.”
“I’m like fifteen minutes from there. He will be dead before I get to the hospital. You want Groucho to keep fucking Joe up.”
I didn’t hear Max anymore. I heard someone coming toward me, but my attention was back on Joe. Walking back toward the car, I felt something against my ear. It was a phone, and Max's voice was back in my ear. He started saying the only words that can calm me down.