Rose Cut

Sticky Situation (part one)

Jamir

I glided through traffic bumping "Push It" by O.T. Genesis on my way to meet my business associate. Dude name was Apollo. He heard about me through the grapevine and found out I was in the city. He approached me at his club called Eclipse and asked to purchase my services which started at about $150,000 just to have a sit down with me.

I could tell he was hella shady, but, f**k it. All money is green, and he can't catch a nigga like me slipping. I'm a professional. Not that water down s**t you see in the movies or on the tv screen. I'm precise, accurate and clean. Thats what makes people drop bands, just for me to handle their f**k ups. Im an assassin of the highest caliber.

I have a license to kill and the government hires me from time to time even. However I never kill for sport. It's never really personal or something I like doing. In order for me to get involved, I need a good reason for taking a life. I die by mines, and I'm not letting no one f**k that up over petty s**t.

I slid smoothly around a slow ass minivan. Punching it down the highway. I hated driving slow but, I never sped with Priscilla in the car.

I was raised by my father and he worked in the military. He was the government's secret weapon. A covert officer that specialized in silent killing. Off the strength of him. I'm pretty much untouchable from the law.

I get to do my own thang as long as they don't see or hear about it later. My father taught me everything I know and placed me in this dangerous lifestyle. Although I held no regrets. I often thought of a simpler life.

He groomed me for this life since the age 11. My father was a hard working black man named LaVonte Jacobs. He passed 4 years ago on an undercover mission gone wrong. My mother Serena was Mexican. She left me and my father and took my sister Kailey. Serena couldn't handle him being gone all the time risking his life.

One day she was fed up and ran. Me and my father bounced around for a bit before settling back in Detroit. I'm from Santana but, when my mother left. My father decided to take me wherever he went. This was my home, so I kept the loft at Clear-view as a safe house until I was ready to move back.

My father forbade me from seeking out my sister and mother. I respected his wishes until he died. I had no wish to see my mother but, I never forgot about my little sister.

She was 6 when we were separated and 14 years had passed before I saw her again. Her and Serena were all the way in Compton, California. Living in a small 2 bedroom section 8 house. I was now 25 and she 20. I could never forgive Serena for that. She kept Kailey and had my sister struggling. Living a hard life from her decision.

I swerved in and out of traffic, heading to Apollo's mansion in the richest part of Santana, on "Da Hill". I could afford to have a spot there too if I wanted it but, I prefer to live humbly.

I only need but so much, and the rest comes and goes. My music stopped playing, so I checked to see who was calling hoping Priscilla was ok. The caller Id said there was an incoming call from Apollo so I answered.

" Speak." I commanded. Im not scared of that nigga .

" what up young blood." He croaked over the phone. Apollo had a voice like the narrator from nationwide.

" s**t. I got your message and I'm on my way now. " I responded. Apollo texted me earlier. Saying I had to stop by his spot ASAP to meet his right hand man or something. He was paranoid as hell and wouldn't discuss business over the phone. s**t sounded urgent, so I rushed off leaving Priscilla with shorty.

" Alright, Use this code for the gate. It's 6996, come into the Office when you arrive." he said ending the call.

I slowed down, taking the exit coming up on my right. My mind lingered on Rosalina for a little longer than I preferred. I had my share of women but, none of them compared to her. She was sexy as hell with those green eyes, and her hair just made her more exotic.

Her voice was soft and silky. Plus shorty was shaped like perfection. She had a shape just how I liked it. Naturally curvy and thick as hell with skin that looked soft and edible. I quickly shook those thoughts from my mind.

I didn't have time for relationships. With my line of work and having Priscilla from time to time. I couldn't afford the distraction. I f****d bitches and kept it moving but, I couldn't deny the fact that I was attracted to her and now Rosalina had my attention.

Priscilla was clearly fond of her. Which is a surprise, since she hated to see me with women. That's the only time she calls me Daddy. If there's women around.

Priscilla was too clever for her age, and thought having a child would keep me single. I chuckled at the thought. Priscilla was my Goddaughter and also my niece. My sister had her at 16 and Scilla's father cut out on them. Serena wasn't much help but, once I found my sister I stepped in.

I've been with Priscilla since she came into this world. She knew very well I was her uncle but, she rather call me God Daddy. I didn't mind because she was my world. The only women I cared about, was My sister Kailey and Priscilla.

Since I grew up with my father. My Spanish was a little rusty despite being half Mexican. Kailey was fluent though, and she raised Priscilla to be bilingual.

I shook my head as I road past the lavish houses Up Top, thinking about my meeting with the beauty Rosalina. I was pissed off when I first met her but, I didn't mean to be rude to her. I started thinking about the random meeting, remembering how It was Priscilla that started it....

" Come on Scilla, we have to go." I called out, holding the door open in the hallway. Priscilla pouted dragging her feet as she came out the loft to stand by me.

" no es justo " she mumbled as I locked the door.

" English. " I said rolling my eyes.

" IT'S NOT FAIR! " she wailed, balling her little fists while stomping her foot. I dropped down to her height so she knew I was serious. I played with her far too much sometimes, and she was so dramatic for her age.

" Who are you yelling at Scilla? " I questioned raising my eyebrow.

" I'm sorry " she apologized. " But God daddy, I need my hair pretty. I no like this " she said gesturing to her hair.

" I know baby girl. " I sighed, poking her to make her smile. She stopped pouting and giggled a bit. I smiled. " I don't know where I can take you. Your mom was supposed to get that done before you got here. " I explained.

" We can see what we can do tomorrow." I finished. Priscilla grabbed her chin, pretending to think about it. I started to laugh until I saw her face change. " Priscilla..." was all I got out before she bolted down the hall fake crying.

I stood up fully, shaking my head walking briskly after her. This little girl will be the death of me I thought. Once she rounded the corner I barely heard her cries. These walls were thick as hell.

" PRISCILLA! " I shouted rounding the corner. My eyes fell on a Gorgeous woman smiling talking to Scilla. She looked young but, legal maybe 22 or 23 at least. Her eyes connected to mine, and I saw that they were green.

I noticed She bit her lip watching me walk up, but I was already focused on Scilla.

" Scilla, you know better than to run from me. I'm not playing anymore. Get over here. NOW. " I demanded.

" But daddy!!! " she wailed stomping over to my side, wiping away fake tears.

" Hey, It's no harm done really." The beauty began.

" Look why don't you mind your business alright." I snapped cutting her off. I was 500 about Scilla running off talking to strangers. That s**t didn't sit right with me. Anyone could have got her, and I didn't need someone watering down the situation. No matter how fine she was.

" Excuse me? " She said glaring at me. The s**t looked sexy as hell too. I shifted my stance to hide my print.

"I was helping you out, after you lost your daughter. I could have just left her by herself." She huffed crossing her arms over her perky breasts. Her little attitude was cute. I liked for a woman to have a voice. I could tell she didn't have a bra on though and that her n*****s was pierced.

" And that would have showed what kind of woman you are." I said, purposely pushing her buttons, and grabbing Priscilla's hand beginning to turn away. Priscilla frowned at me but, I ignored it. The beauty's jaw dropped open as she gaped at us. She closed it, quickly getting herself together which made me smirk.

" PaPa be nice, I like her and she is really pretty. Yes ?" Priscilla asked in Spanish looking at me. I snuck a look at the woman once again. After soaking in her beauty, I smirked " Sí " I confirmed. I decided to play nice since it was rare for Scilla to like a female.

" Im Sorry. " I spoke after a pause. Scilla smiled at the woman, glad I was a coming around.

" I appreciate your help. Priscilla was upset about her hair so she took off after throwing a tantrum. " I explained.

" I want it curly but, this ". Scilla told her gesturing to her hair. "Is too much. " she finished rolling her eyes. " Mommy couldn't take me and PaPa won't. " she lied frowning at the woman. I told this girl, I'd take her tomorrow.

Not to mention. I was slightly pissed Scilla mentioned Kailey to this woman. She did not need to know all that. I started to say just that, until the woman spoke.

" I could do her hair. " She offered. I was shocked because, I honestly didn't expect that from her. Especially since I was rude before but, Scilla was in pure bliss.

" Thanks! Thank you so much! " Priscilla screamed in Spanish jumping up and down, showing all her pearly whites.

" No, I can't let you do that... " I protested as I tried to stop Scilla from jumping.The woman giggled at my failed attempts.

" It's no problem. Really. " She said stopping me from protesting further. " I do hair. Well I'm a hair stylist. " She continued. For some reason she seemed nervous all of a sudden. I felt like I caused it with my poking earlier. So I relaxed my stance a little to appear more friendly.

Priscilla noticed it but, kept quiet for the first time ever. I got lost in those green eyes for a moment but, I paid attention to every word said off those pink plump lips . . .

" Im Rosalina Quartz, and I was actually headed back to the salon. " She explained, as she introduced herself. " I could take her ... or You could follow me there. " She rushed out seeing the look on my face. She was fine and all but, I still didn't know her enough to feel comfortable with her taking Scilla anywhere.

Priscilla started tugging on my arm. I Looked down seeing her sad puppy face and I knew she was about to be dramatic.

" Please Daddy? " she pleaded. I always spoiled her, so I could only blame myself. I looked at Rosalina then Scilla and chuckled, deciding to let her do it. I would pay of course, even extra for the short notice.

" Ok. " I agreed, making Priscilla do her happy salsa dance. Rosalina laughed at how extra Scilla was, distracting me with how much I liked hearing her laugh.

" Im Jamir Jacobs and this trouble maker is Priscilla. " I smiled as I introduced myself. She giggled as Priscilla grabbed our hands and lead us toward the elevator. Rosalina looked over at me. I chuckled and shrugged my shoulders, you just gotta go along with Scilla when she gets like this.

" Is that your real hair. " I heard Scilla ask, as I pressed the button to call the elevator.

" Yes, it is. " answered Rosalina as she winked at Scilla making her giggle. I wondered If she had children, since she was so good with kids. I wanted to ask but, decided not to get too cordial, and let them talk.

" How old are you? " She asked Scilla.

" Im 4 years old, My birthday is November 26th" Scilla answered half in Spanish. She was so excited.

" So is mine ! " Rosalina told her, as the elevator finally arrived and we got on. She could f*****g speak Spanish! I mentally punched myself. No wonder Scilla liked her so much. Well at least all I said was that she was pretty.

I made a mental note to make sure to watch what I said while I was with Rosalina. Priscilla screamed, grabbed her heart and pretended to faint. Rosalina and I bust out laughing. I half listened to that sweet sound of her laughter, before I pressed the button to the garage.

" I knew you were special. " Scilla spoke looking her in the eyes. She got that from me. I always looked people in the eyes. I watched Rosalina to see how she would take what was said. She looked like she wanted to cry and I knew Scilla had charmed someone else. Rosalina saw me watching her. She did a nervous cough to break the silence.

" So how long have you stayed here? " She asked. " This is the first time i've seen you both. " I looked at her for a moment before I answered. Debating on how much to tell her. I really haven't been here in years but, I always owned the loft. I figured the less she knew about me the better.

" She's normally with her mom but, I wanted her for her Birthday. " I stated simply not explaining more.

" Annnnd, what about you? " She asked not letting it go as the elevator finally stopped and opened the doors for us. We got off the elevator and I headed over to my car. I had Priscilla's hand walking softly behind Rosalina. She stopped to a 2014 Charger and unlocked the doors.

I walked past to my Lincoln. I wasn't gonna answer her question.

I unlocked the doors and helped Scilla in the Backseat. Once I had her clicked in, I jogged around to the driver side. I hopped in, clicked on my seatbelt and cranked the car up. I pulled out carefully, slid behind Rosalina, and we left the garage.

" Do you like her God Daddy? " Priscilla asked. I looked at her in the rear view mirror. To my surprise she was watching me.

" I don't know. Do you? " I answered with a question. I was curious to know since I was slick feeling shorty.

" sí. " she replied sincerely. " confio en ella" she said looking out the window, after a moment. I thought on that for a moment. She must really like her to say she trusts her, when they've only just met. Just then I got a text from Apollo that seemed urgent.

" Hey princess. " I said getting her attention. She looked at me.

" Do you trust her enough to be alone with her?" I asked carefully. She raised her eyebrow but, nodded.

After 20 minutes, we arrived at the salon called Slayed Life. It was owned by a sweet woman named Sharon, she knew my father once. I parked next to Rosalina, unlocked my seatbelt, and stepped out the car. I grabbed Scilla and walked briskly over to Rosalina.

" Gimmie your phone. " I demanded. I needed to plug my number in and I had to go. She scrunched her face up at my tone but, didn't question me. I was glad she didn't, since I was in a rush now but, I expected a little attitude. Found myself looking forward to it even.

She unlocked and handed over the phone. I saved my number quickly and handed it back. I felt a little better now that she had it.

" I put my number in your phone. " I explained. " Something came up with work and I can't sit with her. I'm trusting you Rosalina. Please take care of her. " I pleaded as she stared at me. I was dead serious because, this was something I never did, and I needed her to understand I was holding her accountable for whatever might happen.

" Ok." She agreed softly. " You can trust me Jamir. " Said Rosalina. Sounding sincere in her words. I nodded my head, dropping down to Priscilla's height. I don't know why but, I believed her.

I pushed my thoughts away as I pulled up to a huge gate with a keypad slightly hidden in the brick on the side . I punched the code in and waited for the gate to roll open. I pulled into the circular driveway to park, noticing 3 cars parked ahead of me.

There was an all white maserati, baby blue r8 spyder 2016, and a black 2016 benz e class. Nice rides but, too flashy for my tastes. I grabbed my glock 40 out of the glove department, and placed it in my waist band.

Once i checked my surroundings I hoped out the car and locked the doors. I walked to the extravagant mansion to ring the doorbell. After a couple minutes I heard soft clicking sounds. Like heels on marble and the door swung open.

There stood a beautiful chocolate woman in a robe with nothing but bra and panties underneath. She was about "5'6" with these dark eyes. I could tell she was easy from the way she was watching me.

I brushed past her into the house without a second glance. The floors was marble and there were two set of stairs curved upwards. I felt her walk up behind me. So I turned around to face her. I don't like sneaky s**t, and most pretty woman was crazy as f**k.

" Im Tiara " she said with a flirty smile.

" which way?" I asked not even entertaining her. She looked shocked but, pointed to the double doors hidden in the wall between where the staircases met.

" This will be fun." she said over her shoulder as she walked up the stairs. I watched her for a minute, before I shook my head and opened the door. Just then, I received a text from a number I didn't recognize. I knew it was Rosalina, since there was a picture of Priscilla. I smiled as I save the number.

Rose Quartz: Look at her, I'm all done. ;)

Mir: I see you, preciate it ma. How much?

Rose Quartz: On the house. She is too sweet to charge. lOl.

The quicker I finished this s**t here, the quicker I could pick up Scilla. I pushed the doors open to more stairs that went down. I walked down hearing voices grow louder with each step. I could tell there were only two people down in the office though.

" You gotta be delicate nigga, I don't wanna scare the b***h. Just persuade her to sell that s**t! " snapped Apollo as he brought his fist down on the desk. I stayed back on the steps listening to see what they were discussing.

" She ain't got no choice Lo, The banks know not to give her s**t. " said the other voice. Im guessing this was the guy I had to meet so urgently.

" Just let me take her ass out and the shop is ours. We need that spot to keep the product moving, not to mention we need to clean the money. It's perfect." said the now impatient voice. I took that as my que to walk in.

The office was large and carpeted with a huge desk in the middle. There was two seats in front of the desk but, one was occupied by a tall male. The s**t looked like a hood oval office, and Apollo was sitting behind the massive desk leaning back in his chair thinking hard. He sat up once he saw me and clapped his hands together.

" Just in time young blood. " said Apollo. " Jamir this is Dorian my right hand man." He said gesturing to the man sitting across from him. Apollo was dressed in an all black armoni suit.

" Come have a seat, so we can get started. " Apollo finished. Dorian didn't look happy to see me as he looked up at me. He stuck his hand out to shake mine after a pause. I moved past that fake s**t and sat down.

Apollo's laugh boomed throughout the room. "Well I'm glad you two hit it off. " he joked "but imma need y'all to get acquainted. Since BOTH of you will be working together." went on Apollo.

I looked over at Dorian in his monkey suit and snorted. " I work alone. What do you need?Because all this stalling, is really starting to piss me off. " I said, leaning back in my seat. Dorian was clearly a flunky. The man in charge was Apollo and I'm still not seeing why he needs me if he has Inspector Gadget over there.

" Nigga! You better have some f*****g respect..." Dorian started before Apollo held a hand up. Silencing him and confirming what I just thought. Dorian just sat there and glared at me. I have a feeling imma have to kill that nigga.

" Dorian grab my bag." Commanded Apollo. Dorian stood up and walked over to a bookcase. He pulled a book and rubbed his hand down the side. The Bookcase shook and slid smoothly out of the way , revealing a opening for storage.

Dozens of guns hung on the inside of the wall. With about 20 duffle bags neatly stacked on each other. Dorian grabbed one of the bags before closing the stash. He dropped it on the desk with a thud and took his seat. Apollo pointed to the bag.

" Open it. " was all he said. I leaned forward and unzipped the bag, to see hundred dollar bills packed tightly inside. Dorian smirked.

" $150,000 with an extra $50k for good measure. " explained Apollo. " You know, I knew your father right. " he asked. I shook my head.

" We had a business relationship up until his death." said Apollo. I balled my fists, and sat up straight.

" Look. I'm not here to talk about my pops. You made your deposit, now tell me wassup so I can handle that. I got s**t to do. " I snapped, irritated as hell.

" Alright Youngblood. " said Apollo as he raised his hands smirking. " I got a spot in da grounds. " he said, pulling some paperwork out of the desk.

" One of my employees has been short a couple times, and I need you to handle that as you put it." he finished with a smile. I stood up to leave .

" Take Dorian, You need him to get in. " said Apollo l.

" I'm not doing this now. I have s**t to do, and I gotta see what's the situation before, I get involved." I told him sternly, I didn't like how things were going.

I did not trust Lo at all, and on top of that. I had to get back to Scilla. I noticed this meeting was beginning to take longer than I assumed earlier. I didn't want to leave her with Rosalina, longer than necessary.

" The time to act is now. " spoke Apollo, as he watched me from behind his desk. He put the papers down and sat back.

" This is just a test run. Dorian will handle most of it. I suggest you get to it, since you got s**t to do. " He said going back to his paperwork.

I followed Dorian back upstairs. Didn't feel comfortable with his snake ass walking behind me. We headed into the kitchen, where Tiara was fully dressed making a drink.

" Wassup T " greeted Dorian, as he went to her. She giggled as he pulled her in a hug and grabbed her ass. I could tell they were f*****g, s**t was obvious.

" Hey Dorian, who's your friend? " she asked, eyeing me down as I stood in the doorway, and leaned against a wall. She was just fishing for a name, since I didn't give her one earlier.

"Don't mind him. That's Jamir, and he's working with me and Lo now. " he told her. " We out. Make sure you do what your suppose to do. " Dorian reminded her, leading me out the kitchen.

" I gotchu, i'm leaving now. " she replied after killing the rest of her drink. I wondered what they were up to but, decided I had enough on my plate.

" Were taking your car." said Dorian, as we walked out of the house and headed for my car. I shrugged and unlocked the doors.

" I gotta make a phone call first. " I said, pulling out my phone. Not really caring how he felt about it. The time was now 3 riding on 4 and I didn't know what time the salon closed.

Dorian just got in the car without a word. I dialed Rose's number and waited. After a couple rings. I heard her soft voice answer.

" Rose speaking. " she said.

" Wassup, its Jamir. How's Scilla doing? " I asked her while I walked from the car a little bit. So Dorian couldn't overhear.

" She's perfect. I got her, she's ready when you are. " she explained, and I could hear the smile in her voice.

" About that... I really wouldn't ask but, something came up... and... "

" What do you need? Just ask and see." She said, cutting me off. Straight to the point, and I liked that s**t.

" Can you keep her for a little while longer? " I asked waiting for a reply.

" Sure but, i'll be leaving soon. Why not come get her from my place. Its right around the corner from you." She giggled as I chewed on it. Despite the fact I just met her; I felt like I could trust her. Besides, desperate times calls for drastic measures. Or some s**t like that.

" Bet." I agreed, feeling good in that decision. "I appreciate it ma. " I responded.

" See ya later. " she said before she hung up. I shook my head focusing on the situation I was in. I jogged back to the car and got in.

" Bout time nigga. " snapped Dorian as I cranked up and pulled off. I still didn't like his ass. I intended on keeping this short.

After 15 minutes of driving in silence. We ended up in front of a nice home in the Grounds. I remembered the neighborhood from back in the day when I lived down here.

Dorian got out first and headed towards the house. I started to follow till he went around the back. After a couple of minutes he came back and gestured for me to come. I grabbed my gloves out of the car and slid them in my pocket as we walked up to the door.

He knocked and the door swung open to reveal a guy in an all black mechanic jumpsuit. He was shorter than me and he looked nervous seeing us on his doorstep. As of he wasn't expecting us. . .

" Hey D. Why you here?" He questioned cautiously. "Payments not due til next Friday. " the guy stumbled out.

" Payments due, when I come collect. " said Dorian, as he shoved the guy inside the house and walked in. I followed suit and closed the door. Since it wasn't much I could do at the moment. The guy just stood there with his head down waiting on Dorian to speak but, Dorian was to busy going through everything.

We were standing in a small cluttered living room. With me and buddy still by the door. The room had a long couch, a coffee table and a small box tv. I had no idea what was going on, and buddy seemed bout 19 . Just young and scared as hell .