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Chapter Thirty
Since she wasn’t actually expecting her to stay, Jada wasn’t surprised when she called Carmen’s room that morning and found that she had checked out. All Jada could do now is to hope that Carmen would be alright. And besides, she had important business to handle herself. Jada was going to talk to Rain. After speaking with Agent McCullough at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel the night before, she had Caprice call Yarissa and arrangements were made to take Jada to Wanda’s safe house.
With the exception of the Fred Leighton hexagonal link diamond bracelet around her wrist, Jada was dressed in all black; Elie Saab ruffle, cold-shoulder choker dress, Gianvito Rossi button-strap peep toe pumps and a Givenchy clutch when she came into the room.
Nesmith stood up. “Would you like me to accompany you, Ms. West?”
Jada came and stood in front of Nesmith, then she looked up at him. “What I would like for you to do is rest and get better. That’s what I need from you today. You have to be well rested and ready to go to Paris.”
“Yes, Ms. West,” Nesmith said, and Jada turned to leave.
“Don’t worry, big boy, I got this,” Victor said and followed Jada to the door.
“Victor.” Nesmith called.
When Victor stopped and turned, so did Jada.
“See that you do,” Nesmith said.
Jada smiled and winked at Nesmith, as Victor opened the door for her, and they left the suite. When they reached the lobby, Victor went to make sure it was safe before he brought Jada out.
Yarissa had sent Alwan and two of his men to The Peninsula Hotel with instructions to pick up Jada West.
“Ain’t nobody said nothing about anybody else ridin’ with her,” Alwan said, and Victor just looked at him like he was crazy.
“Fuck is you talkin’ ’bout?” Victor had to know.
“I’m just following orders,” Alwan said.
“Whose orders?”
Since he got the order from Yarissa and she carried zero power, Alwan stuck with, “I’m just following orders, man.”
“I don’t give a fuck who told you some dumb shit like that, but Jada West ain’t going nowhere without me.”
“What is going on here?” Jada asked as she came up behind them.
“Good morning, Ms. West,” Alwan turned quickly and said to her.
“Good morning, Mr. Perkins.”
“I was just explaining to Victor that I was told to bring you to see Rain, but they didn’t say anything about anybody coming with you,” Alwan said and Jada wanted to laugh.
“Nonsense. Open the door, Victor,” Jada said, and then she turned back to Alwan and patted him on the cheek. “I’m sure it will be all right,” she said and got in the car. Victor closed the door and went around to the other side.
“You coming?” he asked and got in.
Once Alwan nodded his head, the other men returned to their vehicles and they left for Wanda’s safe house. While Victor was asked to wait, Jada was escorted in to see Rain, who was lying in the bed being a good patient and resting.
“Good morning, Rain,” Jada said and then she saw Wanda. “And Wanda. Good morning to you as well.”
“Hello, Jada.”
“What’s up?” Rain asked.
“I don’t want to take up a lot of your time; however, I spoke with Agent McCullough last night. She made me aware of an FBI operation involving El Decreto de Guerra.”
“Not these fuckin’ bastards again.” Rain shook her head. The mere mention of The Decree of
