Gutta Baby

Chapter Five: The Mission

"So I stick it in my purse,
And ima ride.
And if it came down to it,
I'll be the Bonnie to his Clyde."
Gutta Baby x Lil Jug and Tokyo Jetz

------- BREE -------

I woke up at eight in the morning. I had a few hours until I had to be at Egg Harbor. I couldn't go back to sleep because my nerves were killing me. Fears of Jahmir knowing I was setting him up and him trying to kill me were going through my head. I had all my trust in Anthony and I was praying he didn't let me down.

I stretched out and got out my bed. I decided to figure out what to wear. What do you wear to set somebody up? If I dress too sexy he'll know something is up. I mean it is only an eleven a.m. breakfast. I decided against the tight black dress with a plunging neckline. If I dress too plain he won't be as into me as I need him to be. I put up the short shorts and red plaid shirt. In the back of my closet I found the perfect thing. It wasn't too sexy and it was also comfortable.  I went with the olive colored long sleeve jumpsuit with the knees cut out. I put beach wave curls in my hair and wore nude wedge heels. I wanted to keep my makeup simple so I just put on foundation, mascara, winged eyeliner, soft pink blush,and a nude lipstick. By the time I was showered, dressed, and made up it was ten a.m. I left my house so I could get to Sandy Springs in an hour.

The car ride to the restaurant was a nerve wracking one. I wondered when I'd have to kill Jahmir and how it would happen. I wondered what I was supposed to say throughout this breakfast. Most importantly I wondered would I live or die tonight.

I arrived to the restaurant at eleven but I stayed in my car for four minutes before walking into the restaurant. 

"Hello. Welcome to Egg Harbor. How many?" The hostess greeted

"Actually I'm with the Sinclair party." I answered trying to sound more confident than I was feeling.

"Right this way." She lead me to a secluded end of the dimly lit restaurant. Mr. Sinclair and Jahmir were seated at a square table at the farthest end of the room.

"Ah Bree. I was just telling Jahmir all about you. Jahmir, Bree. Bree, Jahmir." Mr. Sinclair spoke with a thick New York accent.

I tried not to look crazy wondering what a man I have never met could possibly tell another man I've never met about me.

"Pleasure." I said briefly after sitting next to Mr. Sinclair.

"Nah Miss Bree baby. The pleasure is all mine. You might could have a little of it though." He said biting his lip.

I smirked trying hard not to burst out laughing. Was he tryna spit game?

"Bree, I was boasting a little to Jahmir about your excellent organization skills. He's looking for someone to organize his life."

"This man made you seem like a bomb ass assistant. Can you prove that you can get the job done?" Jahmir asked licking his lips.

I leaned into the table and said low, "I can handle any job you give me no matter how big or hard it is... sir"

Jahmir grinned wide. "I want her as my live in assistant. She goes where I go."

Our food came and as we ate I notice Jahmir keep looking at me. I ignored him now since I already had the job. I focused all my attention on these oatmeal pancakes in front of me.

The check came and Mr. Sinclair paid for us all.

"You ready to go?" Jahmir asked

"Well I was thinking we could do some celebrating tonight. Let me go home, pack my bags, and tonight I'm yours." I said smiling