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"Yes, i'm going to open up the salon."
"Before you do that, you gotta show me how it look inside first."
"Your going to love it, I promise."
We got out of the car & walked towards the salon. I unlocked it & opened the door. I turned on the lights. Beverly walked in & gasped.
"You like it?"
"Like it" she touched the couch "bitch I love it."
I squealed "I knew you'll like it."
"This is what Michael got packing down? Damn girl, your lucky."
"And In danger too."
She turned around in confusion "What do you mean?"
I sat down on the couch "Michael is married."
She gasped "bitch you lying!"
"She came here two days ago insulting me & shit. She claims that this was her salon before I "popped up" into Michael's life."
"Her salon" she questioned before sitting beside me "must've been shitty before because this right here looks the bomb. Michael fixed this up nice."
"I can't wait to be my own boss. But I'm going to need some help though. I can't run this place by myself."
"Where are you going to find some workers at?"
Two ideas popped up in my mind "can you ask some of your workers if they looking for a second job?"
She raised an eyebrow "what you talking about?"
"Maybe those girls are tired of working as a stripper. I bet half of them are looking for another job."
"I heard a couple of girls talking about quitting & finding another job. I'll talk to them about working here."
I looked at her with a smile on my face "and what if you work with me?"
She frowned & shook her head no "no ma'am."
I frowned "what? Why?"
"I don't wanna get involved with you & Michael's shenanigans. The devil gave you a gift & you best believe its some wicked shit behind it."
"Oh come on, its not that bad Beverly."
She folded her arms "I got a job already."
"You can work as an assistant."
She rolled her eyes & scoffed "what the hell do I look like to you? A lost puppy?"
"Okay, what about a hairstylist?"
"You know I didn't finish beauty school."
"Alright fine, you can help set up the appointments & deal with the hair products."
She thought about it for a second before pursuing her lips together "alright fine but I also handle the money. Your bad at pricing."
I clapped my hands together & squealed "we're going to have some much fun."
"God, please protect us from the bad spirits that are about to appear in this salon" she got up & walked around a bit. Her face expression changed within a minute.
"What's wrong?"
"Remember that sample of drugs you found in your room last week?"
"The one with the rose & yellow substance?"
"Did you ever ask or talk to Michael about it?"
"No, why?"
She walked towards me with a big brown box in her arms. She dropped it on the ground & the top opened wide. I gasped as I saw tons or could be millions of that yellow substance drug. All of them had a red rose in the center of the package.
I started shaking "T-that wasn't there last time I came here."
"Could Michael's ex planned these here?"
"Hell no, she doesn't have a key. Besides this place got bars on it."
"I think this is Michael's drugs."
I shook my head no "impossible, he wouldn't keep drugs in my soon-to-be salon."
"This is bad luck solange."
"Then, we shouldn't be touching it."
She frowned "Wait, why is it here?"
"I-i don't know."
"You don't think Michael is trying to sell drugs in this salon, is he?"
"Hell no, that's impossible. He gave me this salon so I can relieve my dream."
"Or turn it into a drug house."
"We should put these back" I picked up the box & all the samples fell out underneath "shit!"
We quickly picked it all up & put it back in the box.
"Are you sure about opening up the salon?"
"Yeah" I slide the box in the closet "I'm going to open up this salon & nothing is going to stop me."
