town?”
Instead of answering David looked her up and down and asked, “Am I wrong?”
Angela rolled her eyes and started down the stairs, leaving him where he was standing. He just knew he had ruined everything. Never in his life had a girl like Angela spoken to him unless she had to. He was kicking himself mentally when suddenly she stopped on the stairs.
“You can walk me to the bus stop,” she said over her shoulder and winked back at him.
“Why you playin’?” David said, relieved, and bounded down the stairs after her.
When they reached the bus stop he looked around and saw that it didn’t look like the bus was coming anytime soon. “Um, I’ll stay with you if you want me to. I don’t want you to have to wait by yourself. This is kind of a bad neighborhood.”
“I’d like that,” she said and smiled up at him. “I could use a man like you by my side to protect me.”
David snapped back to reality and couldn’t believe how different the woman before him was from the one he had met. The Angela he had met didn’t care about what he had or what he could offer. She simply enjoyed his company and the fact that he had dreams. Money meant nothing to her and he would have bet millions that she would have stayed by his side if he only had a dime to his name. The Angela now would have left him so fast he wouldn’t have even had the chance to begin counting to ten.
“I always thought you were out of my league,” King David said. “I used to feel like I needed money and flashy things to impress you, but you didn’t care about that back then. Or that is what you led me to believe, anyways. Now money is all you care about. We have so much of it that you would think we could find something better to talk about at lunch. So yes, Angela, please tell me. What happened? Or maybe this has always been the real you, and you’ve just chosen now to show the world your true colors.”
Knowing that she would not have an answer, King David reached, grabbed his glass of Hennessy on the rocks, and took a sip.
Chapter 5
Detective Terrance Avery paced back and forth in his office trying to figure out where he had gone wrong in his plan. His feet had touched every inch of his office as he threatened to wear a hole in the bottom of his Stacy Adams. He tried hard to understand and put his finger on his mistake. He just didn’t understand how he let his opportunity slip away.
“I had that motherfucker right where I wanted him!” he shouted to nobody in particular. “That motherfucker calls himself King. I’ll show you what a king does!”
He went to his desk and flipped all of the loose-leaf paper up in the air and knocked everything else off of it. He had just gotten the news that the star witness in his investigation of David Mason, otherwise known as King David, had gone missing. Antonio Lesley had proven to be a key part of his whole investigation when he was picked up during a routine traffic stop. In his possession Antonio had a kilo of heroin; and, at first when they brought him in, he was tough cookie to crack. He wanted so badly to prove his loyalty; however, when he was informed of how much time he was facing, he started singing like a bird. Detective Avery soon learned that Antonio was nothing but a shooter and a runner for none other than the notorious King David Mason. Detective Avery assured Antonio that as long as he complied with the law then all the charges against him would be dropped and he wouldn’t have to worry about missing any time away from his beloved family. He was to wear a wire whenever he conducted business, and report back to Detective Avery once a week.
Everything was going good until one night when he went on a date with Davita Mason. At first Detective Avery was against it, but the more he thought about it the more he figured it would be good for business. He was supposed to contact Detective Avery the moment he got home from his date and then deliver the recording device that he
Instead of answering David looked her up and down and asked, “Am I wrong?”
Angela rolled her eyes and started down the stairs, leaving him where he was standing. He just knew he had ruined everything. Never in his life had a girl like Angela spoken to him unless she had to. He was kicking himself mentally when suddenly she stopped on the stairs.
“You can walk me to the bus stop,” she said over her shoulder and winked back at him.
“Why you playin’?” David said, relieved, and bounded down the stairs after her.
When they reached the bus stop he looked around and saw that it didn’t look like the bus was coming anytime soon. “Um, I’ll stay with you if you want me to. I don’t want you to have to wait by yourself. This is kind of a bad neighborhood.”
“I’d like that,” she said and smiled up at him. “I could use a man like you by my side to protect me.”
David snapped back to reality and couldn’t believe how different the woman before him was from the one he had met. The Angela he had met didn’t care about what he had or what he could offer. She simply enjoyed his company and the fact that he had dreams. Money meant nothing to her and he would have bet millions that she would have stayed by his side if he only had a dime to his name. The Angela now would have left him so fast he wouldn’t have even had the chance to begin counting to ten.
“I always thought you were out of my league,” King David said. “I used to feel like I needed money and flashy things to impress you, but you didn’t care about that back then. Or that is what you led me to believe, anyways. Now money is all you care about. We have so much of it that you would think we could find something better to talk about at lunch. So yes, Angela, please tell me. What happened? Or maybe this has always been the real you, and you’ve just chosen now to show the world your true colors.”
Knowing that she would not have an answer, King David reached, grabbed his glass of Hennessy on the rocks, and took a sip.
Chapter 5
Detective Terrance Avery paced back and forth in his office trying to figure out where he had gone wrong in his plan. His feet had touched every inch of his office as he threatened to wear a hole in the bottom of his Stacy Adams. He tried hard to understand and put his finger on his mistake. He just didn’t understand how he let his opportunity slip away.
“I had that motherfucker right where I wanted him!” he shouted to nobody in particular. “That motherfucker calls himself King. I’ll show you what a king does!”
He went to his desk and flipped all of the loose-leaf paper up in the air and knocked everything else off of it. He had just gotten the news that the star witness in his investigation of David Mason, otherwise known as King David, had gone missing. Antonio Lesley had proven to be a key part of his whole investigation when he was picked up during a routine traffic stop. In his possession Antonio had a kilo of heroin; and, at first when they brought him in, he was tough cookie to crack. He wanted so badly to prove his loyalty; however, when he was informed of how much time he was facing, he started singing like a bird. Detective Avery soon learned that Antonio was nothing but a shooter and a runner for none other than the notorious King David Mason. Detective Avery assured Antonio that as long as he complied with the law then all the charges against him would be dropped and he wouldn’t have to worry about missing any time away from his beloved family. He was to wear a wire whenever he conducted business, and report back to Detective Avery once a week.
Everything was going good until one night when he went on a date with Davita Mason. At first Detective Avery was against it, but the more he thought about it the more he figured it would be good for business. He was supposed to contact Detective Avery the moment he got home from his date and then deliver the recording device that he
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