“What’s up with that?”
“They been bringin’ a lot of new niggas up in here to see Grant. Then them niggas hang around here all day, and they be spending crazy money. All the girls gettin’ phat in here now.”
“They don’t do nothing, they just hang out here droppin’ money?”
“And get drunk,” Cashmere told Chris Toney.
“Well don’t spend all that money you makin’ on stupid shit,” Chris Toney said and got up.
“Oh, hell, no. I be buyin’ me some diamonds and shit. You know they a bitch best friend,” Cashmere said as Chris Toney headed for the door. By that time, Grant was out of the office and watching them again. When Chris Toney was outside he told one of his men to bring Cashmere to the office.
Grant was leaning on the desk when Cashmere came in the office.
“What that nigga want?” Grant asked.
“To see me dance, what you think he wanted.”
Grant slapped her. “Don’t get smart with me. Tell me what you told that nigga?” Grant asked and slapped her again.
“I didn’t tell him nothin’, shit I don’t know nothin’ to tell him,” Cashmere said as the tears fell from her eyes.
“All right get out of here,” Grant said and turned away.
Once Chris Toney was outside he called Rain. “What’s up, Chris Toney?”
“You was right. Something’s goin’ on at Grant’s,”
“Yeah, I know and it ain’t just Grant. Round up the crew and meet me at Cynt’s.”
“On my way.”
As soon as Rain and her crew walked in Cynt’s and sat down at a table, Dwayne, Cynt’s right hand man, rushed to tell her. When Mercedes saw Rain and her men, she quickly separated herself from the man she was dancing for. She went to the back and took out her cell phone.
“They’re here,” Dwayne said excitedly when he came into Cynt’s office.
“Who?” Cynt asked.
“Rain.”
“I’ll be right out,” Cynt said and picked up the phone.
“Hello.”
“Wanda, it’s Cynt. Rain and her men are here. And I’m not ready for them yet.”
“What does she want?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t been out there yet.”
“She didn’t come straight to your office?” Wanda asked.
“No, Dwayne just came and told me she was here.”
“Then she’s not there for the money.” Wanda thought for a minute. What would Mike do? She asked herself. “Just play it by ear, Cynt. If you have to give up the money, go ahead and do it. But call me first.”
“Okay,”
Cynt said and ended the call. She got up from her desk and went out to the floor. Dwayne was watching Rain. “What are they doing?”