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company’s workings, Bernie did not divulge all the details, as he felt that some things needed to be secret. He reserved that information for the brain of the operation. Expenses from the business ran high, and often they had to dip into the contributions that clients made, especially during slow periods in the economy. When clients demanded payment, the company paid from this pot. When they ran short on occasion, Bernie went into the gambling profits. He wanted to keep from dipping into the gambling pot as much as possible. For that reason, he asked the guys to push investors not to withdraw their money early. This gave the business time to bring in new customers and new funds to keep the cycle going. This plan worked for years with very few mishaps. Then for some reason, Bernie miscalculated one customer’s payback from a gambling bet, and unfortunately, one of his guys paid the price.

Chapter 2

    T he daily routine starts. Get out the measuring tape and make sure everything is still the same as it was yesterday. Thirty-six by twenty-three by thirty-six. Yes, it is still the same despite that meal from the night before. Tail fluffed ears tidy, and glossy yellow bunny uniform sharp. There will be no demerits today
. Celia Jones was ready for another night at work in the Playboy Club Manhattan. Celia was a beautiful five-foot-three firecracker. Celia has curves in the right places that turn heads wherever she walks. Her hair always coiffed to perfection. Sometimes she wore it flipped and other times she wore it curly. It all depended on her mood for the day. Many people had described her look as a brown-skinned, brown-eyed version of young Elizabeth Taylor.
    East Fifty-Ninth Street was just as jumping as the rest of the city, but the opening of the Playboy Club made itmore attractive. The club employed a variety of bunnies. You could pick your flavor. If you loved strawberries, they had a few redheads; if you liked vanilla, there were plenty of blondes and brunettes. If you were into chocolate, however, your options were limited to just two women. Celia was one of the two at the club and one of the most sought after women due to her exotic looks and great personality. Celia found working at the club brought excitement into her life. The atmosphere provided socialization and great music, which she loved because she was also an aspiring musician.
    The club enforced strict rules. A bunny was there to look beautiful and serve. She could not fraternize with “keyholders” or any other employees. The keyholders were the clients who frequented the club. Only those who were connected or invited earned a key. The members were mostly men who went to the club for the environment, drinks, and eye candy. Interactions between the bunnies and keyholders are restricted to the drink and meal orders. Members could only identify bunnies by their nametags, except for Celia. They often referred to her as the “chocolate” bunny or “the black one.” Celia and the other black bunny had different shifts, so they rarely interacted. For safety reasons, the club did not permit bunnies to give their last name, home address, or phone number to keyholders. The club rewarded Celia with bonuses for her attention to the rules and willingness to work extra hours. Following the rules was not an easy feat for Celia, especially given the attention her looks alone received.
    A prominent black doctor from Harlem named Dr. C. Smith, frequented the establishment. People in the city knew him as a brilliant and respected surgeon, the doctor of many well-connected people in Manhattan, despite his race. Even with his success, he did not have much luck in the dating world. His career as a doctor did not help him because he was very unattractive physically, and the women he wanted did not see him as a suitable partner despite his wealth and reputation. He had many dates, but the women could not stand more than one night with him. Much like the other patrons, Dr.