Chapter 54
Most of the clients needed manicures and pedicures updates. Those seeking the services of a little wax were shuttled behind a curtain where muffled screams of pain wafted through the air.
“So this ‘J’, how did y’all meet?”
“At a club.”
“What club?” Danita said, as she got her nails buffed and polished
“This spot off Glenwood,” I said, shuffling over to the table next to hers.
“Which club? Calypso?”
“Danita, are you a nurse or a detective? I feel like I need to have an attorney present.”
“I’m just saying. If you meet someone in a club, and they put it on you like it looks like they put it on you, I might have to find a baby sitter and hit it up.”
“What’s happening with you and Mr. MD?” I said, hoping to buy myself some time.