Family Man

Chapter 12

  "I Can’t Lie To You"

Michael left and the finger was given to him after being  placed in a plastic bag. It was so close to the victim’s finger that, Jarvis wouldn’t know it was a fake. Michael pulled back up to the club and parked right beside Jarvis’s car. It was close to three am, and when he walked in the silky soft undertones of Kimbra’s voice vibrated over his body. He walked to the bar  ordered a shot. He had about three in all. He’d knock them back staring at the stage as Kimbra’s taunting lyrics mesmerized him. She winked at him as he stood up he smirked letting her know she had his attention. Then he walked to VIP where Jarvis was getting it on with some freak.

“Whenever you’re done can we finish this business?’ Michael said sarcastically as he approached Jarvis looking with a disgust smeared on his face.

Jarvis came in the woman’s mouth pulled out zip up his pants and sent the freak on her way.” I take it that little problem of mine is no more.” He said wiping his hands on a used paper towel the throwing it in the trash.

 Michael shook his head and threw the baggy with the finger inside to, Jarvis.

” Yeah, going against my better judgment I did what you asked. Now where’s my dope? Michael asked.

Jarvis chuckled and looked down at the finger.” You really did it.” He shook his head with a smudge smirk on his face. Aight. We have a deal and I’ll have your shit in the next twenty-four hours.” He exclaimed.

“Yeah. You better, cuz if not…” Michael never finished his statement being interrupted by, Jarvis.

“Look. We’re friends and now business associates. You’ll have your product, man. Don’t go all psycho on me. She was a whore, a mighty dick sucker.  But no one will even notice her disappearance. See the way I look at it, Is that you did her a favor, but I still wanna find this pig that made her switch sides?” Jarvis told him.

“I’m sure he’s long gone. Who knows what he knows, but I’m done with that. We have something more important to settle.”

Jarvis sat up straight put the baggy with the finger inside in his coat jacket. Then he pulled out a cigar and lit it up. He took a long puff sat back propping his feet up as smoke exhaled from his lips. What Nigga?” He asked.

“What you did to, Kimbra.” Michael expressed.

Jarvis chuckled then removed his feet from the table. “We on this again?” He laughed.

“Yeah. As a matter of fact we are. Were you abandon as a boy? Or did someone women who figured out she could do better without you. Have sense and leave you?” Michael asked smartly.

“Nigga.” He laughed. “What you wanna whip my ass, because your bitch been giving me that ass. We go wayyyy back.” He chuckled. “She has the sweetest cum face ever.” He laughed sitting the cigar in the ashtray.

Michael shook his head.” You’re simply a boy who gets his kicks off hurting women.” Michael walked forward. “But Kimbra…Let’s just say that was your mistake, because she’s mine. I know she made it very clear to you, but you insisted on being this tough ass.” Michael said sternly.

Jarvis Chuckled. “You got big balls now. Huh?” He stood up sticking his cigar in the ashtray. “Who the fuck you think you’re talking to? Nigga. That pussy was mine and will always be mine. Don’t let the bitch fool you just because she give good head. Remember I was getting that ass just months prior, it ain’t like I can’t fuck her again. So you can go with that hero type of shit. We got business and a bitch shouldn’t even be interference,” Jarvis protested.