Taylin and Jay emerged from the back, laughing amongst each other. They were my younger cousins. Both were responsible for distribution from the distillery.
“All is well?” I confirmed.
Jay looked up when he heard my voice. “You know it.”
“You took quality to another level, cuz,” Taylin added, both walking over to dap me up. “You seen the switches on these Glocks?” He picked up a Glock 19 and marveled at it. Like Enzo, he was a gun connoisseur.
“Yeah. They did they shit.” I scanned the table, examining product.
Used to my routine when shipments were in, they worked around me. I didn’t cross check inventory because I doubted them. I trusted my family and their abilities. Still, true leadership meant presence.
I watched as they worked for two hours. Product was packed away by area of distribution to make for a smooth pickup process. We moved discreetly and under the radar to make sure things got done in an orderly fashion. It was the Sullivan way.
“Aight. We good to go,” Jay announced once the table was cleared.
“Yes. I wanna go home and soak in the tub,” Kyiris said, placing the iPad in a safe and locking it.
“Oh, today is shower day?” Jay joked.
Kyiris turned around with a smile. “Yeah. And smack a silly nigga day. You can’t do one without the other.”
I laughed. They always found a way to go at it whenever they were around each other.
“Lemme walk you to your car, Key. Y’all shut it down here.”
“Got you.” Taylin nodded. “Night, y’all. Love.”
“Love y’all too,” Key said, walking toward the elevator. I grabbed my coat and followed behind her.
“Love.”
We got in the elevator and stood on opposite sides.
“Did you get the email I sent you?” she asked.
“What email?”
She rolled her eyes. “The email for the “Will You Be My Boo?” Valentine’s Day party that I’m throwing.”
“Nah. I didn’t.” I opened the elevator door once it stopped.
“You lie so damn bad. Anyway, it’s gonna be on Valentine’s Day, and you can’t say no.”
“I swear when it comes to these events, you think you run everybody. Like nobody can say no.”
She shrugged and twisted her lips. “Ooookay. Is that your way of RSVP’ing?”
I burst out laughing as we made it outside. “Man, Key, that’s not what I said.”
She loved to throw a party. If there was a celebration to be had, best believe Kyiris was having it. It was her shit outside of the many roles she played in The Sullivan Family organization.
“Alright. Well, Danae coming. I wonder if she has a Valentine.” She opened her car door and leaned against it.
“She do. It’s me. You ain’t gotta wonder ‘bout shit.”
Now, it was her turn to laugh. “Oh, okay. Check your email, nigga. All the deets are there.” She got in her car and threw up the peace sign out her window as she drove off.
Shaking my head, I got in my car and checked the tracker app to see where Danae was. According to the app, she was parked home. Navigating to the DoorDash app, I submitted her order.
