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I was so upset when I heard that Helen’s dumb ass husband wanted an autopsy. I had to put out a lot of money to make sure the shit said she had a heart attack like they suspected. Her ass was overweight and didn’t eat right so I’m not understanding why he felt strongly about it not being a heart attack. I felt like everything wasn’t going my way these days and I was pretty much over it. The sound of my phone vibrating on the table brought me from my thoughts. I picked it up and all that could be heard was breathing on the other end.

“Who the fuck is this?” I yelled. For the past couple of days, I had been getting these strange ass phone calls, and the shit was pissing me off. I felt like someone had been following me too. I had a feeling it was still Tatum Reece’s fat ass, but something felt different about the phone calls.

“Ms. Peterson, will you be needing me to do anything else?” My butler, Charles asked.

“No Charles, you can head out. I’ll be ok for the rest of the evening.”

“Will you be needing any late-night company?”

“No, I’m ok you can go.” I said in an annoyed tone. I haven’t dealt with Charles in that way in years. He knows I dealt with younger men, and his ass definitely was too old for me.

“Alright, you know where I’m at if you need me.”

“I said you can leave Charles!” I snapped while shaking my head. Once Charles left, I decided to lay on the couch and watch TV. I already knew my security details were already in place, and they knew not to disturb me so I would be good for the night. I made a mental note to up my security detail at the office and my home. I also needed to figure out who the hell was calling me.

* * *

I woke up in a good mood today. I checked my calendar, and I didn’t even have a lot booked which meant today would be a good day. I kept getting phone calls from different magazines wondering why me and Poetic Pain haven’t collab in anything since his studio had opened, it was the newest, biggest and most lucrative one that was around. No matter how much they were right I just couldn’t, all because of his bitch ass tendency’s. I thought by now he would have grown and put our past behind us so we could get this money. After all this strange shit that been going on and I get rid of Tatum Reece, maybe I could get his mama to talk to him about working with me just one time. I walked into the lobby of my office and noticed some black roses sitting on the desk.

“Good morning Ms. Peterson, I was just about to put these on your desk.” My secretary Nola said.

“Where did they come from?” I asked with a frown on my face. Black roses meant death in my eyes and I wasn’t feeling this.

“A delivery man brought them in when I was coming in this morning.” I looked in them and pulled the card out. I opened and what it said caused my eyes to widen.

Your time is coming to an end.

Lol, get ready to endure everything you dished out.

The funny part is you have no clue who I am.

I hurried and placed the card in my pocket and headed to my office.

“Ms. Peterson, what do you want me to do with the roses?” Nola yelled out.

“Throw them out Nola!” I snapped and continued to walk to my office in a fast pace. This shit was making my nerves bad as fuck. This shit had Tatum written all over it and enough was enough it was time to have a meeting with this fat bitch so I could show her not to fuck with me. I knew I couldn’t have her killed just yet since I had just got rid of Helen’s ass. The sound of a knock on my office door brought me from my rant in my mind. I opened the door and two detectives walked in.

“Hello Ms. Peterson, you’re a hard person to get in touch with.”

“Hello Detective Diggs and O’Bryant. What can I do for you both? You two know the type of life I live.”

“We wanted to talk to you since you were the last one to see Helen Ross besides her loved ones.”

“Yeah, Helen and I had lunch and discussed some business like always and that was it. You know we have been long time associates since she owned the biggest media company and I’m one of the biggest female actresses. We both know many people and are always talking business. I thought she had a heart attack, while would you guys need to investigate that?” I asked trying to see where they were with this. Diggs was by the book while O’Bryant seemed to run his mouth at times. So, I knew if I wanted to know something he would for sure help me out.

“That’s the same thing I said but apparently her husband has us doing unnecessary work.”

“O’Bryant!” Diggs snapped. “Ms. Peterson we just doing our job. So, after you and Mrs. Ross were finished with your conversation, what happened next?”

“Nothing, she wanted to hurry up home with her husband and I headed home since I wasn’t feeling well.”

“Do you have anyone that can collaborate your story?”

“Now Diggs, you know I have workers and security at all times, you can ask any of them. Now I would love to get my busy day started if you’re done with your questions.”

“We’re done Ms. Peterson, but we will be back if anything else comes up.”

“I’m sure nothing won’t Diggs.”

“I sure hope it doesn’t.” He spoke in a sarcastic tone.

“Oh Diggs, if anything else does come up maybe you should go speak to Ms. Tatum Reece. I’ve been hearing her days were limited at Media Frenzy.” O’Bryant laughed so hard, before he spoke.

“That would’ve been some dumb shit if she would have did that. Tatum is the main one that keeps that place open.” I was so tired of them praising that tubby ass bitch.

“Now can you guys just go. I told you everything you both needed to know.”

“Alright Ms. Peterson, I guess we will see you around.” Diggs said while turning to leave out with O’Bryant right on his heels. I sat at my desk and picked my phone up to call Nola’s desk.

“I need you to set up a meeting with Tatum Reece for me. Tell her the only place I’ll be coming is here nowhere else.”

“OK, boss lady, I got you.” Nola said right before disconnecting our call. I sat in deep silence looking at the note that was in the roses. Something deep was brewing and I just couldn’t point my finger on what it was. I’ve kept my life private all these years, but someone is working hard as hell to expose me and I was going to do whatever it took to get them smooth off my trail including Tatum Reece.