Page 165 of Anything Necessary for Her
She bobbed her head, so I stepped closer to embrace her just as Waverley came out with her bags. She was sad, on the verge of crying from being told she couldn’t audition and would have to quit.
“Can you show me the audition routine when we get home?” Whitney asked, making her daughter look up at her in surprise.
“I thought you said?—”
“I thought about it, and I changed my mind.” Whitney cut her off, and Waverley grinned widely, bouncing some in elation.
“Okay, see you Thursday, Wave.” I smiled down at her. “And again, Whitney, I apologize?—”
“No. Don’t. You were taking up for my son, and I can’t do anything but appreciate that. He needs people that will have his back too,” she replied, surprising me.
“Well, I do, and I always will,” I assured her, and she gave me a quick half smile before focusing back on Waverley, leading her to the car.
COUPLE WEEKS LATER . . .
“They got her ass, bruh.”Free grinned as he entered the room.
“Good shit. I been busy and ain’t on the phone right now.” I put the last bit of bills through the money counter.
“Yeah, well, yo’ fucking plan worked, but we also got some extra shit going on.” He watched me put the bags into a locked wall. “You cool for me to let Taye in?”
“Go ’head.” I frowned, wondering why the fuck Taye needed to come in here and right now while discussing Gaia’s ass.
Taye slipped in seconds later, running his hand down his face.
“Aye, Gaia’s nigga been combing the streets looking for you and trying to get her some bail money,” he said.
“The fuck?” I snapped.
“Right. Word got back, but we ain’t wanna make no moves until we ran it by you,” Free said.
“I’ll take care of that shit. What else?”
“Apparently, the girl Gaia beat up with the pipe identified her car because her stupid ass used her actual vehicle. So when she got hemmed up in Las Vegas, she learned that they’d be trying to charge her for the drugs, but also they wanna get her for the assault out here in LA. She may try to speak on that one once she gets extradited since old girl’s people are trying to push for an attempted murder charge.”
“I ain’t worried ’bout that. By the time she get out here, if she ever do since all that weight is worth more than what she did to Nikita, I’ll have a team back within LAPD.” I shook my head thinking on how Kenneth had fucked everything up.
“Other than that, though, that bitch is done. Any word on the work she had?”
“Jere already on his way here with it.” I bobbed my head, causing Taye and Free to grin widely. “Her nigga ever say anything about where he was gon’ be at?”
“Nah. He a clock-in ass nigga, though, so he shouldn’t be too hard to locate,” Taye said.
“Aight. Good looking out.” I slapped hands with both Free and Taye before we left.
It was still daytime, so instead of going straight to Boyce’s crib to deal with his ass, I handled some business.
The building I’d been able to purchase located on Florence had been coming along nicely. Soon enough, it would be a full-on barbecue spot, dead-smack in the fucking hood, which was where all the business would come from.
The money we’d been making pushing weight had been growing exponentially, and I needed a new way to clean that shit ASAP. Banks’s idea of me starting my own shit from scratch,getting a business loan, and all the legit shit she put me onto was smart as fuck. Everything was in motion now, and it felt good to have something I could possibly pass down through my kids if I had them or even just my fucking siblings.
Them damn laundromats and car washes weren’t enough to handle the volume of bread we’d been making, so a nigga was excited.
By the time I was done walking through with the contractor, Davis, and going over shit with a fine-toothed comb, it was dusk, so I drove back to the warehouse to change and switch cars.
Gaia’s nigga was a problem I didn’t want festering in any way, so it was best I took care of that nigga immediately. Unfortunately for him, he wouldn’t get the benefit of a warning of any fucking kind.
As I slowed to a stop by his street, I parked in the alleyway and then hopped backyards until I was only a few houses down. Keeping my head low despite the hood and ski mask I was wearing, I made my way to the right address and walked woodenly up the porch.
