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“Are you his lawyer?” Kirk asked.
“Like I said, Detective Kirkland, I’m just a concerned citizen,” Wanda said defiantly, and I was so fuckin’ proud of my
girl.
Kirk and Sanchez looked at each other.
Wanda stood up. “If there’s nothing else, Detectives.”
Sanchez stood up. When he did, Bobby went to the door and opened it. Sanchez smiled, shook his head and started for the door, but not Kirk. He stood there looking at me.
“See you around, Black,” Kirk said.
“I’m sure you will, Detective,” I said and stood up. We looked each other in the eye.
“Damn right you will,” Kirk said and then he left the office.
“Thank you, Wanda,” I said the second the door was closed.
“You’re welcome,” she said and sat down.
Wanda looked at the pictures on the coffee table. She shook her head and looked at me.
She mouthed the words; did you?
I nodded my head.
Wanda shook her head and then rested it in the palms of her hands.
“I’m about to get outta here,” I said.
“Where you goin’?” Bobby asked.
“Cynt’s.”
“Who Cynt?”
“She’s the one who’s been running Roscoe’s.”
Wanda leaned close to me. “She the one that killed him?” she asked in a whisper.
“Yes.”
“And you have her running the spot now?” Wanda asked.
“She just kinda took over,” Bobby said. “I mean, she stepped up and did what needed to be done.”
“I see that I need to go with you so I can meet this woman you two have got running a spot for us,” Wanda said as she followed me and Bobby out of the office.
Chapter Twenty-three
As we were passing the bar, I felt somebody grab my arm. I turned to see that it was Michaella. It wasn’t until that second that I realized it had been days since I’d seen her. I nodded at Bobby. He looked at Wanda. She was staring Michaella down. Bobby grabbed her arm.
“Come on, Wanda. I’ll take you to Cynt’s,” Bobby said, and they walked away.
“Hello, Michaella.”
She was beautiful as ever, but she looked a little upset and of course, I understood why. I’d been so caught up in finding out who had Whitey killed that I hadn’t had time for her. But that was a choice, and I knew it because when I did have time, I chose to fuck Anya and Lo-Lo. So even if her smile said that she was happy to see me, I knew that Michaella was probably mad as hell that she had only seen me once since I’d been back.
