If Budz even thought I put our business on the line to help her dope fein ass, he would have no understanding. As soon as I turned off the vacuum I heard my cell phone ringing, I walked over to it, picked it up, and checked the caller ID. Normally, I wouldn’t have answered it because it was an UNKNOWN CALLER, but today I felt like I needed to. “Hello?” I answered. “Hello, beautiful,” I heard the voice say with the Trinidadian accent. Speaking of the devil, I thought and meant it literally. The sound of Black’s deep voice sent chills down my spine. “Who is this?” I asked, already knowing who the voice belonged to. “It’s your knight in shinin’ armor, who else would it be?” he joked. “How did you get my number?” I asked. “I got my ways of findin’ out anything I need to know,” he responded. “Well know this, I don’t want you callin’ my phone!” “Stop it!” Black laughed. “We still got business to tend to.” “Speakin’ of our business, is it done yet?”
