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other than her vibrator had been between her thighs. Antonio’s touch made her tingle. She shook it off and headed to the kitchen. It was time to start slow cooking the roast for her son and the night crew.
     
     
    Chapter Two
     
    “And our top story for the hour, a family was playing cards with friends when armed men ran in their house, robbing them, injuring three people and killing another…” the news anchor woman said.
    Emily winced, then turned the television off.
    Meeting with Antonio had been one of her better decisions. True to his word, the contract came that evening, and as promised, she called him once finished. The following day, he sent Ryan to her home. It had been two weeks, and they’d fallen into a routine. Emily heard his truck pull up, and she headed to the door.
    With Ryan arriving, she was free to go to her appointment with her realtor regarding the property downtown. The building was only one block away from one of Atlanta’s most popular strip clubs, which meant the area was properly zoned.
    They said their hellos as he came in and she left. Time was a factor with traffic on 85 South. She needed to get there and back before rush hour.
    Excitement flowing through her, she sang along to the music as her black Audi zig-zagged between the traffic. As she neared her destination, she noted different people standing in the rain at various bus stops.
    “The head diva won’t be caught dead on the bus nor train next to addicts and babies with rotten pampers,” Emily said, winking at herself in the review mirror.
    She had enough of that experience a few years earlier when her car broke down and she couldn’t afford to get it fixed right away. She needed to get to work at an office building across town, and the bus was her only option. She ended up being smashed next to a woman holding a baby whose pamper smelled like he took a dump weeks ago. The mother’s body odor was just as foul.
    To make matters worse, a crack head kept walking up and down the aisle harassing people. “Gimme twenty for this iPhone,” he said, breathing on the back of someone’s neck. The screen was cracked and the back was held together with a rubber band. “You got a dollar? How about some change?” He flashed his rotten teeth and had a huge pee stain on his pants.
    Closing her eyes, she pretended to sleep for the rest of the ride downtown. He ignored her, continuing down the aisle. She endured episodes like that for a month before she could afford to pay for her car repairs.
    Emily let out a laugh and made a right turn. The weather was so nice she wished she had ridden her Ducati motorcycle. She had joined a bike club, Atlanta Hot Girls , a few months earlier after talking to one of their founders on a social network. She loved the look on people’s faces when she pulled up on her ride. Most females sat on the back as a passenger, or if they rode solo, they as looked harder than some men.
    Emily pulled up and saw Shayla was already outside of her SUV. She had informed Emily prior to scheduling an appointment that the building had been on the market for over a year so she could definitely get the price reduced.
    Shayla stopped inspecting the building and headed toward Emily. She checked out Emily’s upgrades to her car. “Nice rims. When did you get them?”
    “I ordered them a week ago. They came in yesterday. What do you think so far?” Emily replied, checking out how nice her old college roommate looked in her baby blue business suit. Shayla had been a trendsetter since college. She would take an outfit that Emily thought wasn’t fit to be curtains and make it look beautiful.
    “The structure isn’t bad, but I won’t give it a thumbs up until I see how well they kept it up inside.” Shayla led her to the door and punched in a code on a keypad attached to the handle.
    The old warehouse appeared to have several new renovations. This was something Emily felt she could work with because of the size and