But since he already cracked the shit, I was moving right the fuck in.
Respectfully, of course.
Tunk ain’t nothing respectable about how you about to move.
And it wasn’t, but this muthafucka didn’t know that.
Before I could respond, my phone vibrated. My mind instantly went to one of my new crew, so I had to check it.
“I apologize. I have to make sure this isn’t one of my new guys.” That was the only reason I bothered to even interrupt Quincey giving me the green light to full access to his wife.
To my surprise, it was a message from my queen.
Queen Lou: Baby, I know you’re working but I had a free moment and wanted to tell you I love you more.
I held my composure while I laughed silently as I read her message again.
Lourdè was almost as bad as me. We both sent random ass messages throughout the day only for us to end up on the phone talking for hours until either she or I had to go.
Me: I was just thinking about you, that’s probably why I ended up on your mind. I love you the most. I’ll see you later.
Queen Lou: What do you mean you’ll see me later?
I went to text her back but decided to just let it be a surprise.
I locked my phone and put my attention back on the man going to put me directly in my lady’s face.
“Okay, I apologize again for the interruption. Now, you were saying you wanted me to detail your wife. Why me?” To say this whole situation wasn’t sparking some shit in my mind would be a lie. First with him coming in and requesting me to getting the text from Johnni, I had to be sure this wasn’t a scheme to catch us up.
“I know it’s messed up to request you to leave a client already established in your schedule, but with the gunman not captured, I trust you. Yeah, we got off on the wrong foot in the beginning, but I meant what I said. It takes a lot to tame Johnni, and well, let’s just say my wife is good at fooling the world. She’ll have you believing she’s in the bathroom and be a mile down the street, leaving her detail waiting at the door. And plus you said you’re good at your job. You returned her home safely the other day, I trust you’ll do it again.” I blew out a sigh as I nodded, listening, contemplating my options. When I noticed Quincey’s tone or demeanor didn’t change, still holding sincerity in his eyes and voice, I decided to take on the job.
“I appreciate the confidence in my abilities. I won’t let you down. Now, back to my original question, how often will you two need service? Are we talking round the clock or only for public appearances?”
“Okay. Uh… around the clock. Johnni does these pageants and she travels for them sometimes and I move around a lot with out-of-town trips. Will that be a problem?” I shook my head, writing his care needs down. I had Johnni taken care of.Mentally, I was already swapping out people on the schedule to accommodate the night shift and someone to cover him.
“Not at all. I have a couple options I think are perfect for your lifestyle. When are you available for us to stop by your house or would you prefer to come back in when I can get them all together? In this situation, trust and comfort go hand-in-hand. I want you solid with whoever you choose for your personal detail as well as your night guard.”
“How soon can you make the trip to the house happen? I want them to meet Johnni too. Also, will you provide thorough background checks that I’ll be reviewing? I need someone equipped to handle high-risk cases. Right now, I would be a liability to whoever agrees.”
“Of course. A lot of the crew have either military background or close to it. They are no strangers to high profile clients. Give me a day or two to round up everyone. I’m currently moving some things around.”
“Right. That works for me.”
“Okay, so just to reiterate, twenty-four-seven coverage. Detail on you and your wife both, with guys on the house at night.” I wanted to make sure I repeated what he was asking for as I wrote everything down so I could tell whoever picked up the Wilsons as clients.
“Yes, twenty-four-seven protection for the foreseeable future.” He nodded.
My phone began to ring this time. I flipped the screen toward me, seeing Johnni’s contact on display. I ignored it.
“I got you all set. Just leave a contact number. I’ll be in touch the second I have a solid day and time for you.”
“Perfect. But since we already know you’re covering my wife, can you start immediately?” I smiled, hoping he gave me the green light.
“Absolutely. Give me an hour to finish up here and I’ll meet you at your house.”
My fiended out ass ended myday early at the office so I could rush over to see the surprised look on Lourdè’s face who had managed to call my phone two more times. I ignored her, wanting to surprise her when I knocked on the door. I was halfway there when my phone rang again. I glanced at the dashboard to see that it was BK. My mind immediately went to Boss and I thought the worst.
I hit the button to accept the call.
