Page 61 of Heavy Is The Crown

His gaze flickered with something unreadable before he leaned back, nodding. “That right?”

“That’s right.”

Kenyatta studied her, like he was deciding something. Then, he grinned. “Damn. Thought I had that promotion already.”

Krys rolled her eyes, already turning away. She was done with this conversation.

She had barely been back in her office ten minutes when her phone rang. She answered smoothly. “This is Krysta Davis.”

A firm, no-nonsense voice responded. “Ms. Davis, this is Officer Marshall. I’m calling to verify the employment of Kenyatta Hayes.”

Krys didn’t hesitate.

“Yes, Mr. Hayes is employed at my company.”

Marshall hummed. “I see. And you’re aware of his status?”

“I am.”

The officer paused. “And you’re comfortable with this hire?”

Krys leaned back in her chair, voice cool and steady.

“I wouldn’t have hired him if I wasn’t,” she said. “Mr. Hayes is in good hands. I believe he’ll be a great addition to my company.”

Another pause.

Then, “Alright. That’s all I needed.”

Krys hung up, exhaling slowly.

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Kenyatta was sorting through paperwork at his desk when Krys walked up.

He glanced up, sensing her energy immediately. “What’s up, Boss?”

Krys crossed her arms. “Just got a call from your parole officer.”

Kenyatta froze for half a second. Then he sighed, rubbing his chin. “A’ight. How bad was it?”

Krys shook her head. “It went fine. Told them you were in good hands.”

Kenyatta arched a brow. “Oh?”

She held his gaze. “That is what you are, right?”

He chuckled, sitting back. “You tell me.”

Krys ignored that, staying on task. “You’ll need to submit all your documents to Sasha so she can officially put you on payroll.”

Kenyatta nodded. “Bet.”

Then, he leaned forward slightly, grinning. “So, what’s my pay looking like?”

Krys lifted her tablet, tapped a few things, then handed it to him.

Kenyatta glanced at the number. Then froze. His brow lifted slightly. “You serious?”

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