James picked out his phone and dialed Anna's number amidst Mr. Raymond's rants."Anna, I need you to help me out with something here. Put a call across to the owner of Crystal's Angels Escort Services. I want her to know that her Manager is unsuitable for the position he is manning." James said angrily into his phone.Mr. Raymond shook his head with laughter as he mocked James for thinking he could fake a call to scare him."Oh my goodness, you must be desperate to think you can fool anyone with that....is that a phone? What is that?" Mr. Raymond mocked James while pointing to the phone in his hand."What is going on?" Anna asked rubbing her forehead. Although she had warned James severally about this lifestyle he had resorted to living, he still refused to listen to her."He is being verbally violent and improper at a business establishment. You can tell his Boss that he just ruined her chances at doing business with Capitalize Escorts." James replied.Anna rubbed her forehead again

"Okay, I'm sorry, I don't understand what is going on? How did you get my information and who is issuing the money? Is it a loan or what?" Anna asked in a state of total shock and confusion."Well, Ma'am the orders came directly from the top, I would like to confirm some details of yours, Ma'am," the representative who spoke with her said."Is everything alright, Ma'am?" James asked glancing at her from the rearview mirror.She raised her forefinger at him, signaling him to hold on momentarily."Okay, go ahead," Sarah said to the girl, praying and hoping it was not some prank of Peter Causey's to trick her and dupe her of more money than she had left."What is your full name?" the girl asked."Sarah Brown...Johnson" she added the last part in a whisper. She had never once said James'surname to hers, but to seek loans, she did that because it showed the establishments that she was responsible as well as trustworthy.It was absurd, yet, all the same, that was the structure of the world.

James watched Mr. Brown retreating as he walked away towards the restroom area."Hello, I don't know what you want from me. Why are you doing this now??" Mr. Brown roared into the phone. His voice was hushed, and at the sounds of footsteps approaching the Bathroom door, he pulled a stall open and went into it."What you think about on a daily is what is affecting you right now, Mr. Charles Brown" Peter Causey's grim voice sounded over the phone."I refuse to let you be a terror to my family and me. What do you want?! Mr. Peter Causey?" Mr. Brown asked." We had a deal! You owe me, Mr. Brown and you know this. It is far beneath you to decide to suddenly back out of an agreement we created on a long-term basis". Peter Causey's voice sounded leeringly."It did not involve raping my daughter! Your atrocious act broke that deal the minute you laid your filthy hands on her! You were supposed to charm her into falling for you and not force yourself on her!" Mr.. Brown said in vexation."What

Sarah pulled herself out of his grip, she stared into his eyes for a moment breathing heavily. What was she doing? She asked herself.She was supposed to hate him, hate his guts for putting her in the complicated situation she had found herself in. This was James Johnson, poor James Johnson, the man she could not stand, or perhaps she thought she could not stand him.I'd she hated him that much, then why had she slept with him two times now? Why did her knees feel weak now that he had kissed her, and touched her?"You can't deny that there is something here," James whispered to Sarah. "You know what I mean. You and I belong together and that is what we are now."His thumb traced an invisible line across her lower lip.Sarah continued to stare into his eyes as though she were hypnotized into paying attention to His words. He reached down to her face and caressed her cheeks gently. He watched her face twist with uncertainty, and do, he let his hand drop."Take me home." She whispered ho

"Good morning Miss Brown" the female officer walked into the interrogation room with a cup of coffee in her hand."Officer, what is going on? This is the height of disrespect I have ever received! Why would your men walk into my hotel room at one in the morning?!" She yelled at the woman angrily."I am sorry for the inconveniences that have been caused you, Miss Brown, or is it Mrs Johnson?" The tall, extremely fit looking officer asked sarcastically."I do not appreciate being insulted. I am a Brown as you very well know. Why am I here?" Sarah asked sternly."Well, Miss Brown, you see, we got Intel last night that your company, Capitalize Escorts, has been using it's escort services for the transfer of drugs around town." The officer replied."Excuse me?" Sarah asked in surprise. "That isn't true at all. I mean, how is it even possible?! All my girls go through proper security checks and we have standards" Sarah said Vehemently." I am certain you do, but, we found one of your girls