Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 122609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 613(@200wpm)___ 490(@250wpm)___ 409(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 613(@200wpm)___ 490(@250wpm)___ 409(@300wpm)
Reaching for his zipper, he started to undress…
“Yes, I understand, but I’m still researching a story out here, so if you can give me three more weeks, I’d appreciate it.” Honey sat in the busy Denver Colorado coffee shop, talking to Mr. Silver on the phone.
“What is this story you’re working on? I’ve asked you twice now.”
“I can’t say.”
“What do you mean you can’t say? This meeting is important, Honey. This is about your career. What are you working on? You wrapped up the restaurant photos two days ago. You went from crying and moaning about being sent to Denver, to now refusing to get your ass back here! You’ve been gone three months.”
“I know how long I’ve been gone, sir, and I do miss my colleagues, but I just need a little more time for this story. I am certain it will be worth your time.”
Silver sighed and mumbled something she couldn’t decipher.
“Two weeks, Honey. That’s it.” She sighed with relief. “I’ll get the meeting rescheduled.”
“Okay, thank you. You’ll hear from me soon.” She ended the call and got ready to leave the coffee shop when her phone rang.
“Hey, baby. I was getting ready to call you. I just got off the phone with Mr. Silver, and—”
“I need a favor.” She had an inkling it would be something she didn’t want to do. Something that would put a damper on her damn day. I knew things were going too well today!
“What is it?” she asked cautiously.
“Irish just called me and she’s being let out a day earlier than originally scheduled. Can you go get her?”
Honey looked around the coffee shop in confusion. As if some mere stranger downing a cup of hot joe while listening to guitar covers of pop songs could assist instead.
“Why can’t you go get her? You’re the one she wants to see.” She imagined she sounded whiney, but it was difficult to hide her true feelings regarding the matter. Irish had rubbed her the wrong damn way.
“Because the police are up our ass in Dallas, and I need to get Jimmy out of that territory before something happens. Not only that, but I’m also missin’ two shipments worth thirty thousand worth of product. Now I need to review several days of camera footage to see if someone stole it, or it’s just been shipped to a different container. It’s a mess down here right now, especially since Billy and I aren’t on the best of terms. I had to get Dave to replace him for now. He’s doing what’s required, but he doesn’t have as good of a handle on things as Billy did, so that’s leaving more work from me, on the backend.”
“Okay, okay,” she groaned. “I’ll go.” Just great… I’m driving to the women’s prison to pick up this crazy person. “But Yeah, Billy blames me for everything that goes wrong now. He is acting like I’m Yoko Ono with John Lennon, and your employees and he are the Beatles. I guess he thinks your friendship is in jeopardy, too. He practically worships you and I suppose he’s just having a hard time dealing with the recent changes. I still don’t feel sorry for him. I still don’t like him.”
“He’s upset about Tone, too. I don’t play that shit and he knows it. I already told him one time about someone close to me being assaulted. I didn’t say who it was, but it was my sister, Irish. I think he knows it was her. She was raped when we were teenagers. It was by a so-called friend of mine, and that was my first-time servin’ jail time after I put him in the E.R. He knows I don’t get down like that! He is also personally acquainted with Irish. He understands that woman isn’t just my sister, she’s my friend. That’s one of my rules for these motherfuckers. If they sexually assaulted anyone as part of the reason they were serving time, they can’t work for me. Period. I don’t give a shit about any excuses. She got real fucked up in the head after that, and it didn’t take much to push her over the edge after everything we’d went through together. There’s too much pussy in this world, and too many willing women, for a man to force himself on anyone.”
“Well, you know it’s not just about sex. It’s about control.”
“Yeah, I’ve heard that, but I’m telling you, Honey, men are animals. We’re fuckin’ savages. Sometimes, in my opinion, because I know our nature, control doesn’t have shit to do with it. We just want what we want when we fucking want it, and if a woman we want to screw says no, some of us just can’t accept that.”
“Right, and that’s tied into control. The inability to face or accept rejection. The narrative is changed, so control is used. Like, I will force you to do this. See?”