Finding her

Finding her | 10

Sugar's P.O.V~
It was early in the morning around 5. I was laying in bed staring at the ceiling. I wanted to go to Michael's office and ask him why he was holding the girl like that. I know it's not my position to know anything. So many things were running through my head. I was tossing and turning the whole 30 minutes.

Michael's P.O.V ~
I had a suit case filled with money. I was on my way to where Amy worked. She was the owner of a strip club. If it wasn't for me giving her the money to keep her big mouth quite she would have still been doing what she did.

I was at the front door of the club. It was just now closing. I sighed before opening the door and walked it.

"Michael!" All the girls yelled. They ran towards me.
"Hey!" I replied with a forced smile. They all kissed my cheek and went back to do there things. I sighed deeply and walked towards Amy's office. I knocked and opened the door.

I was so discussed when I did. She was with a young boy that was in his 20s. They were kissing each other and starting to slowly undress.
I had a small gun in my sock. I knees down to get it and got back on my feet aiming it at them before aiming it at the wall pulling the trigger letting the bullet free landing in the wall. They both covered there head and turned to me.

"Here's your money, for the next few months don't ever go to my office again ," I said as I threw the suitcase filled with money on the chair. "I'll give you more when ever the fuck I feel like giving you more." With that I left closing the door behind me and leaving the place.

I never knew why I got myself involved with her. I thought of that as I walked on the side wall again.

'Maybe because she was your first. Or because you had plan to marry her at some point in your life when you had money.'

I shook my head getting out of my thought and went to a bar. I walked as close to the wall as I could making my way to collect some money.

I walked to the office that was empty. I looked around the office to see a picture that caught my eye. I heard a knock on the door that made me look at the direction of the door.

"Sorry. Sorry, I forgot you were coming." The old man replied as he walked to his desk.
"No, your good." I replied walking towards his desk.
"I won't keep you here long here's the money." He bend down at his desk talking out a suitcase from underneath. He laid it on his desk and showed me.
"This is how much I owe you for this month. I do have to say I thought I wasn't gonna make it the 1 million since my wife got sick."
I looked at him and the money and back at him. I didn't say anything. "Is that your daughter?" I said as I pointed at the picture.

He chuckled softly, "Yes, that's my beautiful daughter, Susan."
"Susan?" I replied
"Yes Susan. She's a beautiful bright girl with big dreams." He said with a smile on his face.
"What does she do for a living if I may know?"
"She's a singer. She sings at a lounge and talks to guys there. That's pretty much it."
"Do you know her stage name?"
"It's I believe Sugar. My wife and I have her that nickname since when she was a little kid she always liked getting sugar rushes. That's only when my wife would let her get sugar rushes." He laughed a bit like it was replaying in his head.

I nodded. "So your her dad," I whispered softly.
"You know what sir," I said as I reached over to the suitcase closing it. "I won't take the money. You don't have to pay me anymore." I told him
"Wait, why not? Are you closing me down?"
"No, you don't owe me anything. For what ever you need ask me. I'll give it to you and you don't have to give it back."
"Bu-"
"No buts you need the money for your wife."

He simply nodded. "Thank you. Thank you so much!" He said and sat down on his chair still believing he's dreaming.
"May I?" I asked him pointing the the chair.
"Yes, of course," he replied
I sat down fixing my suit and looked at him.
"Tell me about your daughter"
"Susan? Oh she was a wonderful little child. She always had a smile on her face. She loved dolls growing up. She also loved the color pink. She loves music."
I nodded as I listen to him telling me how she was when she was younger and grew up. He mentioned her visiting him once or twice a week as long side things they talked about.

"Well thank you," I said as I got up. "I'll see you around Mr. Williams." I shook his hand and walked out the bar. I looked at my watch to see it was 7 in the morning. I spent most of my time listen about Sugar then taking care of business. I shrugged and just made my way home.