Ballers Bitches by Deja King Read Free Book Online Page B

the water damn sure wasn’t clean. I prayed that Rico had nothing to do with the robbery but if he did, everybody involved was going to wish they left me for dead.

Kennedy
     
    “Kennedy, I need for you to go to that club in the Meat Packing District, it’s called,” she looked down and began fidgeting with some papers. “You know that club you wrote the proposal for.”
    “Oh, you’re talking about The Double Seven.”
    “Yes, well they are anxious to read over it and I want you to personally deliver it to the owner, who is there right now.”
    “Don’t you think it would leave a better impression if you went and delivered it yourself?”
    “No of course not. I’m a celebrity myself. It’s expected that I don’t have time to do such trivial things…that’s what I have you for. Here’s the address,” Darcy said, handing me a card. “Now hurry along. If we get them for a client it would be huge. They’re one of the hottest nightclubs right now and with this being New York who knows how long that will last.”
    “I’m sure that’s what they want to hire us for…to make it last.”
    “That’s what we’re here for to sell them the dream and as long as they’re willing to pay for it all is well. Now handle that and get back because I have some other projects for you to work on.”
    It was moments like this I regretted not handing in my resignation but I was fifteen thousand richer because of it so how could I really complain.
    ****
    When the cab dropped me off on Ganesvoort Street, I was surprised to see a filming crew and buses in front of the club. People were standing around as if they were on some type of break from shooting. I went inside and saw a tall, blonde rocker looking dude standing behind the bar and hoped he could be of some assistance.
    “Hi, can you tell me where the owner is. I have some papers I need to give him.”
    “He should be here in the next ten minutes or so. You can have a seat and wait for him.”
    “Thanks, I’ll do that.”
    “Would you like a drink or anything while you wait?”
    “No, I’m good but thanks but umm what are they shooting in here?”
    “Some hip hop video. I don’t listen to that music but from the big hoopla they’re making he’s suppose to be a big time artist,” he responded nonchalantly, while continuing to set up the bar.
    “Why is everybody standing around, are they on some type of break?”
    “From what I was told some girl got injured.”
    “Injured?”
    “Yeah, that lady over there,” I peered over in the direction he was pointing. “She told me because she wanted to know if we had a first aid kit.’”
    When I realized I recognized the lady he was pointing at I stood up from the bar stool and headed in her direction.
    “Tish, hi! It’s good to see you,” I smiled, giving her a hug.
    “Kennedy, it’s always good to see you! I heard the event was spectacular. Thanks so much for the invite. I was so mad I couldn’t attend but I was stuck in LA.”
    “I understand…you’re a busy girl. So what do you have going on here today?”
    “We’re shooting a music video for Skee Patron.”
    “Nice….”
    “Yeah but the leading lady fell and we think she broke her ankle and she has some scratches on her legs and arm. I mean what model doesn’t know how to run in heels…what a nightmare!”
    “So what are you going to do?”
    “I’ve been on the phone for the last thirty minutes trying to replace her dumbass. But it’s so last minute nobody is available. This video is already over budget and if we waste anymore time the label is going to freak. This is my biggest video yet, I don’t want to fuck things up.”
    ‘Tish, I have the perfect girl for you.”
    “You do?” she asked as if in shock.
    “Yes! We have a new client she would be perfect.”
    “Is she a model?”
    “An actress, which is even better because she has the looks plus the acting skills.
    “What’s her name?”
    “Blair.”
    “I’ve never heard of