"I'm Hank Voight and I'm your father."
All of her life, Lily Tutuola had been told that her father had died protecting the city of Chicago. Therefore, she dedicated her entire life to helping others with her music. In New York, Lily sings at a club...
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After we had finished our discussion about being business partners of the club, the four of us signed the paperwork that Dad gave me and created flyers for auditions for performers, no one showed up, so we decided to hold auditions for another day.It was halfway through the day when the entrance door opens. I look over at the door and I see my dad walking in with the entire squad walking in behind him.
I stand up from my seat and walk towards him. "Hey Dad. What are you doing here?"
Dad shrugs his shoulders. "Well we caught a break in the case and we all needed a break from the police work that we've been doing. So, we decided to come by and check in on how everything is going at the club."
I nod my head. "Well, as you can see, we're trying to hold auditions for performers for the club. However, we're in day two and no one has decided to show up."
"The man is in the building and he is ready to slay!"
The two of us look over at the person who entered the room. It was a black male who had a full on entourage with him. He also had some dancers trailing behind the entourage, so I automatically assumed that he was here to audition.
I cross my arms. "I'm guessing you're here to audition then Mr...."
The man walked over to me and places his hand in front of me. "Tommy Coulson." As I place my hand in his for a handshake, Tom puts my hand to his mouth and kisses it, much to my dismay. "Call me Tom."
