Page 40 of Heavy Is The Crown

“Mostly,” Julius nodded, flipping a page. “Unit 4B is still behind on rent, but they said they’ll have the full payment by Friday.”

Krys arched a brow. “Friday?”

Julius nodded. “Yeah, the tenant called and—”

“Then they should’ve called me.” Krys pulled out her phone and tapped out a message. “Ain’t no ‘Friday’ unless I approve it. Send them my way.”

Julius grinned, shaking his head. “You don’t play about that money.”

Krys slipped her sunglasses off, locking eyes with him.

“Would you?”

Julius chuckled. “Point taken.”

Before she could respond, her phone buzzed.

Not a name. Just a number. Unknown.

But she knew exactly who it was.

She tapped the screen, reading the message:

[Unknown] 11:29 A— Need to meet. Urgent

Her jaw tensed.

She tapped the side button, locking her phone, slipping it back into her purse like nothing happened.

Not now. She had business to handle.

Julius, unaware, continued flipping through his notes. “So, what you wanna do about 4B?”

Krys exhaled slowly, rolling her shoulders back. “I’ll talk to them. They already know not to play with me.”

Julius nodded, checking something off his clipboard. “Oh, and before I forget—you still wanna approve that new maintenance hire?”

Krys paused.

Her new hire. Her mind flashed back to yesterday’s interview. Kenyatta smirking at her from across the desk, the eas

y way he leaned back in his chair, the weight of his gaze when he watched her.

Bae, you stalking me?

She shook the thought loose. Kenyatta wasn’t just some random hire. He was exactly her type and that was the problem.

“Yeah,” Krys answered, expression unreadable. “Put him on payroll.”

Julius jotted it down. “You sure? I know you don’t usually—”

“I said what I said, Julius.”

Her voice was calm but final.

She wasn’t ready to admit it out loud, but maybe, just maybe…

Kenyatta wasn’t just the guy for the job; maybe he was the guy she needed on her team.

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