Quest for Love

Chapter 2

A week later

Last week was so hectic for me. I had to switch apartments and fly to Chicago due to some stalker issues. After coming from my date with Deondre, two police officers were inside my house talking to Lisa and Britt about their recent discoveries. Apparently, my next door neighbor has been seeing two guys staking out my apartment and leaving boxes of pictures of me with my ex basically trying to blackmail me. After hearing that, I called Slim and caught a flight the next morning while Britt and Lisa switched apartments.

In Chicago, it felt great being at home. I missed the food, atmosphere, people, even the beaches. I traveled all over the world and it amazes me how we take advantage of our city but it's people that dream about coming to Chicago. Going to this jerk place, I ordered two jerk catfish dinners with red beans and rice, cabbage, and macaroni and cheese. Sitting in my car, I see Sean pulling up on side of me. After I left, he served in the army for about two years but he claimed he made more money working for me so now he works side by side with Slim. I honestly think he just missed the crazy lifestyles we live. If it wasn't for him coming back to the apartment that night, I probably would've been dead. We still keep in touch and on big events like the BET awards or Grammys, he is usually my main guard. Getting out my car, I ran over to his truck hugging him tight before he even got his right foot out. I remember when I first met him, we just clicked like brother and sister.

You probably wondering who the hell is Slim? Well, when I was thirteen, my mom and I was living in a home that didn't have any water or heat. We had to walk to the corner store and buy gallons of water to clean our bodies and brush our teeth. My mom had a job but was barely making it and our landlord was a crook that didn't care about the house. Even though we stayed there rent free, the house didn't pass inspection. After getting the lights cut off, I went out in the neighborhood and found this guy name Derek. Derek was 17 years old and sold drugs, so I asked him if he could help me help my mom. He told me that I was too pretty and smart to be in that life and he would talk to my mom. Derek had a brother name Slim that owned and managed Arnies strip club in Harvey. Derek and Slim made sure our bills were paid, food in the house, and made sure my mom got to work on time every day. After my fourteenth birthday, my mom had to work a double and I had no place to go so Slim took me to Arnies, making sure I was straight before going out there. He would always tell me the pole isn't for a girl like me. As I was sitting there doing my math homework, Slim came in with loads of money asking if I could count it. He told me about his side drug business and never having time to check the guys that worked for him. So after I finished my homework, I made a list of every guy who worked for him and how much he should be expecting from each of them like taking inventory. I spent the day counting money and reporting back to Slim. Everyday after school, I would sit in the office counting money from drug dealers, strippers, even delivery guys. When my mom found out about me being in Arnies, she cursed Slim out so he moved me to do bigger jobs like going to hotel rooms staking out making sure the private shows that the strippers went to actually got paid. I was the nicer manager/assistant. I made appointments for monthly waxes, hair appointments, fresh soap in bathrooms, and good smelling perfume. We had the best girls in the city which made some people mad. When I turned 16 and started driving, I used to drive Slim to make big drops with his old partner in New York. I never seen so much drugs and money in my life. Working under Slim, I made my first mil when I turned 17 while catching my first body. We used to do a lot and the only time people saw me was when they were about to die. I brought my mom her first house while trying to graduate high school. Slim believed in staying in school and making sure I always had an alibi in case the police wanted to snoop around and ask questions. When I started modeling, Slim was the face of our operation while I was the brains. While I was away in Great Britain, Slim took over the drug side of our operation while I took that money and invested in different strip clubs around the states. I got ten percent from the Factory, Atlantis, Kings of Diamonds in Miami, and New York Dolls. Now that I'm older and gathered a lot of enemies underground, I don't do a lot of footwork but I try my hardest not to make my past life collide with my new life.