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“On who’s asking and why.”
    â€œWell, I am Jessica. And Lele asked me to bring this to you.” Jessica smirked as she handed her the note. Breeze took it, ignoring Jessica’s smile as she walked away.
    You take what you want. I am doing the same.
    Breeze balled up the note in her fist. She snatched the hundred-dollar bill from the folder and dropped two twenties and a ten on the table instead. She didn’t have time for Lele and her games right now. Breeze walked out.

7
    During the day, a nightclub is the emptiest space in the world. People fill the space, working and preparing for the night to come, but it seems like the skeleton of what the club really is, the opposite of when it is pulsating with moving bodies and hypnotic rhythms.
    Club Enjami was no different. It was one of Crown’s spots, the space where he happened to be most of the time. Tandra knew she could find him there. She wanted full payment for her trouble the night before and she wanted her money immediately. She didn’t have a relationship with Crown and wasn’t going to risk falling victim to “out of sight, out of mind” bullshit as it pertained to her money.
    Walking up to the three-story warehouse, she glanced over her shoulder at Breeze sitting in a dark black Cadillac. The real owner of the car would be pissed when he discovered his ride was gone. Tandra couldn’t see Breeze, but it was good knowing that she was there, that Tandra wasn’t alone.
    â€œCan you hear me?” Tandra whispered without moving her mouth as she stepped into the cool space, hoping the small microphone hidden in her collar was working
    â€œNo doubt.” Breeze’s voice sounded small and computerized. It didn’t matter; at least they could hear each other.
    Tandra adjusted her short red wig, checked her lipstick in her reflection in the glass, and pulled open the door.
    As soon as Tandra stepped into the warehouse, she felt blinded.It took a quick second for her eyes to adjust to the dark atmosphere. A lady in all black came over to her. “May I help you?”
    â€œYes.” Tandra looked around the room, but didn’t see anyone of obvious power in her space. “I need to see Crown. I have an appointment,” she lied.
    The girl looked her up and down and then, accepting her story, said, “Follow me.”
    Tandra walked behind the small girl and took in the feel of the club. A couple of people were laughing and talking to each other. A girl with twists in her hair was dancing alone to the quiet music playing in the background. Two men moved lounge furniture around to better accommodate the expected crowd.
    The girl stopped in front of a short man whose long locs were pulled back into a neat ponytail. He wore the vest and pants of a three-piece suit; his expensive pink shirt was flattered by a pink, blue, and gold tie. He looked at her questioningly as the waitress nodded and walked off.
    Tandra was surprised; she had been expecting bodyguards and an entourage of men, which was why she wanted to bring Lenora. The two of them together, dressed to kill and exuding sensuality, would give off an image of mystery. By herself, Tandra hoped she could still maintain that professionalism and get the benefit from it that she needed.
    â€œMay I help you?”
    â€œI am not sure,” Tandra said, as she again glanced around the club. “I am here to meet Crown.”
    â€œAnd you are?”
    â€œTandra. We have business to discuss.”
    The man nodded; his face blank. Tandra continued, without showing any emotion. “I own a cleaning business.”
    â€œTandra.” His English accent kicked in and he stood straight up,returning to a stature of royalty. She realized that he had purposely changed his accent and stance as a cover. “I know you.”
    â€œSo you are Crown.”
    â€œHow is it we haven’t met before?” He moved closer to her, taking her hand in his