Business Not Pleasure

Chapter: 12 Girls Day Out

Paula (Cashes)

I woke up staring at the little girl who was cirled up on my couch.

Least to say, I was shocked.

She cried all night, and I heard her having nightmares so I barely slept myself.

I was to worried about her. I didn't even know her name. I felt bad for her. She's young and lost, but also parentless and that will scar you.

I watched her as she looked peaceful in her sleep.

I picked up my phone calling Dangerous.

"Hello?"

"Uh, yea dangerous I was letting you know I won't be at the trap for awhile."

"Why? What's goin' on?"

"I got a lot of business to handle. It's personal." I added. The phone went silent for a moment. I could tell he wanted to know but didn't question it.

"Ight, I'll let them know." He say before hanging up.

I put down my phone sighing. I laid on my couch next to her, but soon as I closed my eyes I heard keys rattling and the door creek open.

Bria skipped inside, while Rolland locked the door.

"Mommy! Momm-" I felt the little girl move beside me.

"Shh, shh, shh baby girl." I hushed her. She stopped and walked over to me.

"Who that?" She ask.

"I'll tell you later." I whispered. Rolland walked up with a bag of Chipotle in his hand.

"I got you a burrito from-" he stopped midsentence glancing at the little girl. "Who is she?"

I stood up and shushed him. He looked confused. I grabbed his arm as Bria followed us. We went into another room and I shut the door.

"Who is that?" He asked.

"I don't know her name, I found her in the middle of the street crying."

Bria walked back out and left us in here alone.

"You know her parents probably lookin' for her man." He sighed.

"They not." I said leaning against the door.

"How you know?"

I sighed and looked up at him "cause their dead."

His facial expression was shocked.

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Dewayne (dangerous)

After the phone call Cashes left me wondering. She sounded tired but I had to do what I had to.

I stood up from my office chair and called one of my guys to bring me the intercom.

Yea, this place was big but it looked abandoned from the outside. Not to make it obvious cars weren't parked in the lot either.

Also we have secret passage ways.

My nigga Tank brung me the intercom and I took it amd began speaking.

"Everyone, and I mean everybody meet me at the meeting room in room 213!" I put it down and stood up.

I walked to room 213 as I saw everyone else doing the same.

Red and Chance walked beside me looking lost as hell.