Jada
Sitting here watching Sponge Bob while eating a kisko is starting to give me impulsive thoughts.
Like changing my hair and nails and how I'm gonna decorate my apartment. But Tash is at work so I can't call her and talk to her I just have to think to myself about my ideas.
So, I know that I want French tip nails I'm just not sure if I want to braid my hair or install a wig. I'm still thinking though.
Yeah, dem kinda boredom yah mi like. Deh home and bored nuh work.
I opened the Pinterest app on my phone searching for hair and nails inspos. My next problem was to find a professional hair stylist and nail tech.
Mi cyah drive. And like it's bad but I'm too lazy to learn how to. So, what am I doing with a car? Well, hopefully mi shake di feelings and go learn my Range Rover nah stay and dry rotten.
Or..Tash could drive it.
Yeah, I'm gonna let her drive it. My dad already has a car and my mom don't drive so it's only fair.
Mi ago sleep.
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"suh yuh find out how ya guh do them?"
"Yeah, long time. And, I also want you to drive the Range Rover"
Tash looked stunned.
"Why you don't drive it?"
"Cause I can't drive"
"You sure you want me drive yuh car?"
Tash shut up nuh and say yes.
" I wouldn't suggest it too you if I wasnt" I answered rolling my eyes.
Tash reached towards me from behind the counter smacking me playfully on my lips.
"Shut up and just say yes."
"Yuh fool, how ya tell my fi yes and shut up at di same time? Anyways, yes"
Tash hugged me with an ear-to-ear smile.
"Go flex pan dem people yah now"
"Wid my car"
"Wadeverr"
"So, the salon that I now work as receptionist for, them do hair real good. But mi nuh know if my want work there and mek dem still do mi hair"
"A true eno mi nuh know if mi woulda wan work wid people and mek dem still do mi hair"
Them can do hair real good. But, mi nuh wan them know mi plans if it mek sense.
Anyways, I like this job better than the other one I don't have to get up that early cuz my job starts at 10:30 and I have two days off. Just like the previous one but whatever.
"Vladimir, look like he ave money"
"mia tell yuh"
If only she knew what I experienced.
"Tash, ya follow me guh do my hair and nails?" I asked averting my focus from my phone.
"Yeah mi self deh ya want a pedicure"
"Mhmm"
Vladimir
"Who is he?"
"Elio Bianchi" Ivan answered typing away on the laptop screen.
"So what's the reason why Leonardo wants me specifically to kill a member of his mafia who stole from not only me but also him and other mafias?"
"He was Leonardo's right hand."
"It does not make sense. There's more to it."
"He showed up after you killed the guy from your mafia that was stealing from you. He was sent by Leonardo."
"So why does Leonardo want him dead so bad?"
"There is nothing here that shows that he stole from Leonardo. He helped Leonardo steal from other mafias including yours with the help of the guy you killed."
"So, why'd he stop?"
"That's what we don't know. Probably feared for his life after seeing you kill one of your own"
I scoffed at this. Traitors get killed and his fate was long sealed after obeying his leader to steal from me.
"Schedule a meeting between him and I let him know I just want to talk"
"What makes you think he'll come? What if he does not come?"
"I called him. If he doesn't, I'll go get him myself."
I don't know there is just something about his stupidity that's just....fascinating.
I left the room and headed to my office to complete my daily task.
I powered the Television on looking at what it displayed and there she sat; carelessly typing away on her phone while her best friend prepared their meal.
Truth be told..I didn't realize how predictable my life was just looking forward to the same thing every day, no anticipation, no antics, just boring.
Maybe I need another trip to Jamaica.
Maybe.
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