hearing whispers from other places in the city that seems to be having the same issue so I'm thinking you might want to jump on that right quick." She fiddled with the stuff on my desk until I rapped her knuckles with my Mont Blanc.
I hope for their sakes they weren't trying to screw me over, I pay top dollar for premium beer because that’s what the people who come into my places expect, if I find that my distributor was playing me that would mean finding another reputable one, this fucking recession was turning everyone into fucking criminals, I hate shoddy business dealings, fuck; but it’s part of the world sadly, see, that’s why I can’t stand people, fucking dishonest assholes.
"Sure anything else?"
"Nope that's about it the numbers are on the spreadsheet; I don't know if you want to deal with orders since you're here otherwise I've got it covered."
"You do that; what about the floor any problems in house?"
"Nah, we're cruising along just fine we don't ever really have any problems there except for when one of the newbies get a look at you and fall for your piercing eyes and your handsome self, then it takes a few months for them to get over the heartbreak when they realize you don't shit where you eat and never will."
"Go to work Star I don't know how my brother puts up with that mouth of yours."
"He loves it." She grinned at me again, always full of piss and vinegar this one.
"Spare me please; one of you better call mama, she's on the warpath again, something about not seeing her grand kids lately and you know the deal."
"Must be Jaxx and Sabra, Adrien and I were just over there like two nights ago before he left town."
"Well you know how she is, she needs daily if not hourly contact the woman is relentless, I'd appreciate it if the rest of you could keep her off my ass with this grand kids shit, you’d think after the fifty or so you and Adrien and Sabra and Jaxx gave her she’d be satisfied but no."
“Uh huh, Mara not the motherly type?"
"Out!" She laughed her ass off as she left; I checked my watch, I still had a few hours left before my first meet. I got the books in order. I’ll be able to pay the mortgage for the next little while at least. That was a running joke between me and the boys whenever we made another couple hundred grand or so. Shit, the way things were going; we might not be too far off the mark. Man has totally fucked shit up; we were headed for a collision course with imminent disaster and still people didn’t learn, didn’t stop in their tracks and say ‘hey what can I do to make this shit better’?
Glancing over at the security monitor I caught sight of my brother Jaxxon entering the place; we didn't have any plans for today as far as I knew so something must be up.
He came in and eyed me like I'd done something wrong, which wasn't anything new, my brothers were always giving me the gimlet eye, they claimed my line of work made their lives unnecessarily difficult, they wanted me to take it easy on their peers but I refused to, I was having way too much fun keeping them on their toes.
"You gonna say something or just stand there and give me the stink eye?"
Jaxx ran his hand through his shaggy dark brown hair which he wore to his shoulders these days, that’ll last until mama got after him about his grooming habits as she calls it and to please her he’ll lop most of it off.
“Well little brother, don’t’ you have criminals to catch? FBI having an off day or some shit?”
Chapter 2
“Nice to see you too brother."
"What's up lil brother I didn't know we had plans today did I miss something?"
"Nah I just wanted to come by and give you a heads up about something."
"Fuck your boss on my ass again now too, I thought after the last time it'd take him at least another three months before he ventured back into the ring again."
"Very funny bro, you sure you don't want to retire early? Take that boat of yours on an around the world cruise or