“En route from Nyle’s house to JPMorgan, I called my investment banker. She responded, “Let me guess, an all-cash property acquisition.”
She was right but my business wasn’t hers. “Make the cashier’s check payable to Roosevelt DuBois.”
“I stand corrected,” she said. “Unless you’re purchasing his place.”
Her comments were distracting. “Make the cashier’s check payable to Nyle Carter. I’ll see you in a few,” I said ending the call.
Normally, I’d chat a few minutes with her. Ask how her family was doing. I didn’t have time for frivolous chatter. I’d accomplished a lot already today. I hoped Granville hadn’t spent any of the money I’d given him, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he had. Nyle would get his check as promised. With a few more stops to make after the bank, I decided to stop at Avalon for a jalapeno Swiss cheeseburger, fries, and a strawberry shake.
Sitting at the counter, I ordered lunch, then I called Numbiya.
“Hey, queen. Where are you?”
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