Jenalyn: A Splitting Personality (#2) [Complete]

Chapter 20: Jenalyn

Thursday, 11:09 P.M. EST

He didn't tell me where we're going, but I was able to draw conclusions myself after noticing he had gotten off at the Westchester exit a little while ago. 

Now we sit in the darkness of an alleyway, across the street from a bar I know he frequents when he's down here to pick up clients. I keep trying to calm my anxiety, telling myself he wouldn't dare send me on a run so soon after the demise of that new recruit- but the longer we sit here and wait, the harder and harder that becomes.

Still, I refrain from asking questions knowing that provoking him has never gotten me anywhere.

Dane's phone chimes for the fourth time since we've parked here, and he grabs it without hesitation before turning his car off completely.

"You're up, Lil Bit." he says after a few moments, tossing his phone in the center console before turning to me with his face serious. "There's gonna be a guy with a red shirt, and black hat coming out to smoke his cigarette in about two minutes. You need to offer him sex for cash, and bring him to the truck."

Wait... what?

I try to wrap my head around his intentions, but the shock of his request has me thoughtless. "I don't w-" I go to say, but Dane is quick to cut me off before I can even protest. 

"I'm not done." he says sternly, eyeing the entrance to the club once more before turning back to me. "You are to come to my side of this vehicle, MY SIDE, letting him know you have a room at the Red Roof you'll take him to. You're going to pretend to hop in the driver's seat, but you hop in the back seat. Got it?"

The Red Roof? Dane doesn't even do business there... 

"Got it?!" Dane urges after only a second of reluctance to respond.

I nod my head with a quickness though panic and questions still overwhelmingly flood it. "Then go!" he rushes me, leaning over me to swing open my passenger side door and practically push me out himself.

The night air is chilly, but I know I don't have the time to sit here and adjust for a second if Dane's two minute reading was accurate. I quickly shuffle across the street.

Quite a few people enter and exit the club, but none matching Dane's description until a shifty looking guy in a red shirt and black hat emerges. He repeatedly looks over his shoulders.

Dane didn't even tell me his name... How am I supposed to get his attention?

"Uhm- hey!" I call out as he shuffles to a pavilion on the side of the building looking almost paranoid. He jumps, turning around when he hears my voice. He questions who I'm talking to with his eyes.

I don't really know what to do from here... Dane has never had me street walking, or even standing on one of his corners before- intentions are always set in stone by the time I get to a client. 

Still, I clear my throat while racking my mind for a way to follow Dane's orders.

"Do you... have a cigarette?" I ask after a moment.

Dude sighs as if he has somewhere urgent to be before my two second question interrupted him, but proceeds to reach his hand into his jacket pocket to retrieve a pack of cigarettes. I immediately take the opportunity to move in, jogging to where he stands right outside of the pavilion. 

"You don't need to be smoking this shit. You look like a fucking baby." Dude grumbles as he hands me the cigarette. He goes to shuffle away, once again glancing at his surroundings before making any moves.

I follow, pretending to search for a lighter in my jean pockets while figuring out how to approach this. I know I have Dane waiting for me, probably watching, just across the street.

Thankfully, Dude's frustration with me following him saves me the trouble of having to come up with anything.

"What the Hell are you doing out here anyway?" the man asks as he lights his cigarette and offers me the lighter. "This ain't the place for a girl like you..." 

I light the cigarette out of habit. I immediately blow the smoke from my mouth though, remembering the promise I made to myself and my baby not to engage in any drugs or alcohol unless Dane is forcing me.

I try not to mess with my monster too much anymore- but I think I may need her for this job.

I let out a small laugh, intentionally doing so in a way that I know intrigues men. "I know..." I say innocently, letting out a small sigh before continuing. "I'm actually staying at the Red Roof a little ways down... for work. I gotta pay off student loans." 

Dude raises a brow, and something inside of me relaxes a little knowing I got him.