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My jaw clenched. The nerve. But also…
He was right.
And I kinda liked it.
I turned fully to face him, lifted my chin. “Will youpleasego make sure Darius leaves the property?”
He smirked, barely, but it was there.
“See? That wasn’t so hard.”
Then he turned and walked out, slow and solid, like nothing in this world could shake him.
And I let out a breath.
Yeah.
Cannon Price wasn’t just good for the job.
He was perfect.
God help me.
Chapter 10
Cannon
For the rest of the night I worked the club. It seemed simple enough. Most of the patrons were upper-class men. She didn’t own a hood strip club, so she attracted a different caliber to the club.
But they still liked to get high. And they were buying in the club. I wondered who she was letting use her club to sell but I didn’t push. She needed to be careful with that shit because if someone got caught, she would be in trouble. Not the nigga supplying.
Whoever it was, I was staying out that shit. I’d made my money and learned my lesson. With the amount of cash I had waiting on me, there was no need to get back in the game. Besides, I didn’t trust anyone.
Tessa admitted in her letter to me that it was her husband that helped set me up. But he had to have had help from someone in my crew. And when I found out who, I was gonna make them pay.
The club closed around three and I left at four. In the city that never sleeps, I found a diner where I got breakfast and looked at apartment listings. I needed something cheap and low-key.Extravagance wasn’t all that important to me. Once I got my crypto millions then I would splurge.
And coming from being caged in a 6 x 8 size cell, I wasn’t too picky about where I laid my head. It just couldn’t be with my sister.
“Hey sweetie, what would you like?” A woman approached me, her voice dripping with honey.
“A cheese omelet, a side of bacon and turkey sausage. And a glass of orange juice,” I replied, before shifting my attention back to the phone, scrolling through apartments that were close to the club.
“You should try the special,” she sang, while lingering.
I glanced up with a stone face, and responded with, “I just want what I ordered.”
“Okay babe,” she winked and walked away adding a sway to her hips. I wasn’t impressed by her flirtation. She was cute but she couldn’t touch Queen.
I had to stop thinking about her but she was on my mind heavy. It irked my nerves when that nigga Darius came at her sideways. Who the fuck did he think he was talking to her that way?
It was crazy that he knew about me. He knew my name. I guess that shouldn’t have been a surprise. I had been running the streets for some time before I went away. I had a reputation for being a hothead and making moves. But I had never seen him before.
Eventually, my food came out piping hot. I dug in and while I ate, I sent out a few emails inquiring about apartments.
“Can I get the check?” I asked the flirty waitress.
“Sure,” she smiled before disappearing.
