The Surgeon. |✔️|

XXXVII.

Jay

Have you ever felt your pressure rise up so fast that your natural instinct was to go into full rage?! My mind had to be playing tricks on me because there was no way this was the dude David sent my way; how the hell was this dope feen going to be my saving grace?

"Idris .." I heard Beyoncé mumble from bedside me; I honestly forgot she was still in the room.

"Talk about an unexpected situation." He said with his mouth agape. "I had a funny feeling when I pulled up to this address—"

"And you should of kept it moving cause ain't no way I'm allowing your sticky hands to intervene with my money."

"Jay, just let him explain." Beyoncé mumbled into my ear, but all I could do was chuckle in disbelief that this was seriously happening right before my eyes.

"Explain what? His plan to set me up?!" I exclaimed.

"He's obviously here for a reason just—"

"Nah, I'm not for it." I interrupted. She glared at me with angry eyes before turning her attention to Idris, who continued to stand in silence with his hands stuffed into his pockets. As I watched her getting ready to approach him, I quickly grabbed her arm with a tight grip and pushed her back behind me.

"Jay what the fuck!" She spoke through gritted teeth. I immediately felt bad for my harsh reaction and let go before examining the red mark.

"I need you to leave, please .." I said after pulling her away from Idris's listening ears.

"Only if you promise to hear him out. I told you right away that the company name sounded so familiar to me; it was the company he worked for before they let him go."

"So why the hell did David send him if he no longer works there?"

"I wish I knew. But I can say that Idris has made a lot of connections during his time there."

I took a quick glance at his flaccid face before turning back towards my beauty.

"I refuse to make you a promise I don't know I'll be able to keep, but .. I'll see how things will pan out." I confessed.

She gave me a slight head nod before turning away to give me a heads up that our conversation was over— even though I was well aware that she'd have an attitude with me for the rest of night. Not a kiss was shared as she walked out the door and I decided to push my internal thoughts to side in order to give this bozo a chance. Before we went to sit down at the table, I poured myself a glass of D'usse on the rocks. We made sure to sit a separate ends and after I took my first sip of liquid courage, I motioned for him to speak up so that we could get the ball rolling.

"I know I'm the last person you want to see, and believe me I damn near wanted to back out myself when I stepped foot in this building."

"And why didn't you?"

"Because the situation David explained to me sparked my interest." He replied.

All I could do was laugh, "So what exactly did this dude say? That I was desperate for your help?"

Idris quickly shook his head no. "He mentioned to me that someone he knew was rising up on selling narcotics and was in need of the right distributor that would provide a quality product. In the past, David and I have crossed paths — especially when I was doing my own drugs — and I would often mention to him that I knew a way to get this shit on my own."

"So why the fuck did you steal from me?!" I slightly raised my voice.

"I was desperate. I had just gotten fired and turned to you for some quick income, and went shit got too out of hand, I started to slip up. Jay, please understand that I take full responsibility of my actions."