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It had been a few weeks and Dashawn had not reached out yet. Then Kayla was ignoring me I was pissed off with everyone right now. I was ready to make some money, but these folks wanted to play with me. I hated this era; they knew nothing about important shit and that was crazy to me. Since Dashawn hadn’t reached back out to me I called Nola and asked her to send another email out. If that didn’t work I would have to find out where is ass hung out at and then hunt him down. As for Kayla’s ass she was family and I already had one of my men on her ass. If she didn’t have my money she would work if off somehow. After going through some more emails and adding things to my upcoming roster I decided to pack up and head home. I gathered all of my belongings and made my way out of the office. When I made it to the front one of my men was bringing Kayla in.

“Get the fuck off of me. Really Aunt Carol, you got your goons coming after me like I did something wrong.”

“Kayla quiet down in my place of business, take her to my office and we can talk there.”

“Nola lock the door and don’t let anyone else in here.” I said while I headed back to my office. Once we made it there I sent my men out and locked my office door.

“Kayla, sit ya ass down and tell me why I haven’t heard from you?”

“Aunt Carol, I don’t have your money. Hell, you didn’t even give me a chance to get it back to you. What is this obsession that you have with Poetic anyway?”

“Don’t worry about what me and Poetic have going on. I just want to know when you gone give me my fucking money back. I’ve killed people for owing me less. So don’t make me go against the family Kayla.”

“How about I snoop around Poetic and find you out some information. I know you have something I can do to pay my debt off. I have a couple of modeling gigs, but I have shit to do with that money.”

“Kayla I know damn well you don’t make no money from modeling like that no more. Which is why I don’t understand why you didn’t make shit work with Poetic. Your ass definitely needed him.” I said being honest.

“You keep telling me what I needed to do, but the man didn’t want me. I keep telling you that. So, tell me what I was supposed to do?”

“You got a pussy; you were supposed to use it and make him want you to stay dummy. Now enough about that. I think I can still use you to spy on him. I want you to set up a date with him and find out about what upcoming projects he has going on. Then ask him when is he going to do something with me just to see what he says.”

“I can do that; now can I go?”

“Yeah, you can go, and Kayla don’t make me come looking for your ass again, because if you do it won’t be pretty.”

“I won’t make you come looking for me and could you put a word out to some magazines so I can get some work.”

“Do what I asked you to do and I got you.” After Kayla and I talked some more we all headed out for the night. I headed home and I had my men drop her off where she needed to go. I didn’t really have anything for her ass to do, but she could help with the meeting with Poetic and maybe she will find out something interesting.

An hour later I had arrived at my home. I was so tired I hadn’t even made it past my couch just yet. I was on my phone jus scrolling on social media to keep updated. I realized that Tatum had been quiet which meant her ass was probably out there brewing something up. I hadn’t noticed her PI following me anymore and I was grateful. I was glad she left me the fuck alone because I would’ve hated to kill her ass. While scrolling I noticed that Helen Ross funeral was over. I couldn’t believe her ugly ass husband didn’t invite me. I never liked his ass anyway. I had been calling to check on him but he wouldn’t answer me. I guess he really thought I had something to do with her death, too bad he will never find out the truth. I had paid a lot of money to keep that quiet and it had seem to be working. The detectives hadn’t been back so I assumed the autopsy came back saying she had a heart attack like it was supposed to. So, I wasn’t worried his ass could go to hell for all I care. I couldn’t even lie since I had that talk with Tatum I had been feeling good. All I needed now was the email from Dashawn saying that me him and Poetic were going to work together. Once that happens everything would be on track and going well for me.