64.Richard trusted Macy. He was a believer in never judging someone by their past but by how they treat you from the moment you meet them.He thus wasn't interested in investigating Macy after he knew what he wanted: who she was and what she did.He did that because he was worried for Mel. Mel had just been hurt by her own mother and he didn't want a repeat of the same with Macy.But tonight, he had to make sure that she stayed safe and that he knew who she was with and what she did just in case something happened.That was why he put May and Asher on the job. Asher wasn't even put on the job, he volunteered to go with Macy.At exactly seven thirty in the evening, Asher was at his brother's mansion ready for the action.He was dressed in tight red leather pants, a red t-shirt and a nylon luminous blue jacket that produced weird sounds as he walked.He had on black boots that looked like he had just come off a horse from a hard day's work at a ranch."Uncle, what are you wearing? You
65.The night didn't go as Macy wanted or as she had planned. Asher was there to check her every move and she realized that Asher didn't mind that she could race at high speeds and that she was wild and she was sure that if Asher didn't mind, even Richard wouldn't.She thought that a family like theirs would want a cultured woman who was modest and not someone like her who was wild and outgoing.But if she had managed to do anything that night, it was to make a new fan in the person of Asher Armstrong.She wondered what to do next and then she had an idea.So, after they were done racing and she even won against Dela who thought she could take Macy's car, she and Asher went back home.She didn't take Dela's car because she realised that she didn't want to make enemies in this sector because she might need them any time.She knew her position wasn't yet guaranteed in the city and she didn't know what Angela's next move would be and so, she couldn't anger Lion or his people and that wa
66. Macy followed the middle aged man outside and he found him smoking a big cigar next to a bin where there wasn’t much light.“I really thought that you were playing with me and wouldn’t come out.But I am glad you did,” the Man said as he took out a clipper and put out the cigar, produced a case and put both the clipper and the cigar inside and then put them back in to the inner pocket of his jacket.“I wouldn’t promise you if I wasn’t to come. And you promised to pay in cash, didn’t you?” Macy asked and the man smiled showing her a wand of cash.“How about we go to a hotel and spend the night? I will pay you double,” he said and Macy pretended to contemplate.At the corner of that street, there was a tall man dressed in all black including the sneakers he was wearing and he was a jar of vinegar.He had hopes that Macy was a girl different from the others because he believed that he was a good judge of people and he wondered how he had been so wrong about her.How come he didn’t
67."Do you know who he is?" Macy asked the woman who was looking on the screen with a surprised expression."Is it him? Is it really him?" She asked Macy.It seemed that she couldn't believe that the man who had made her life a living hell was on the ground being beaten by a girl who looked barely twenty."Yes, it's your scumbag of a husband," Macy answered and the woman on the other side of the screen started laughing."Oh God. Oh God!So such a day was to come?Can I ask a Favour from you?" The other woman asked Macy with a huge grin on her face."Go ahead," can you beat him for all the times he has been hitting me?" She asked and Macy smiled."That's what I have been doing so far," Macy said and kicked the man who had held her leg wanting to stop her."I asked you a question, why haven't you divorced him? Is it because of the children?" Macy asked again and the woman's countenance fell."No. I can take care of my babies well on my own.The problem is that he wouldn't let me.Befor
Macy skipped up to where she had packed her motorbike hitting the left palm of her hand with the bundle of notes she had just taken from that man she had just roughed up.She smiled, sniffed the money, smiled again and then took her keys from her jacket pocket and put the money there.She was so happy that if she had been a little bit more alert, she would have noticed the vinegar jar that was standing just a few meters away from her hiding behind a car looking at her.She revved her motorbike’s engine and drove off after securing her helmet.Richard too took his motorbike after a while as he looked at his phone at the GPRS tracker he had placed on her shoes and followed closely behind.Macy looked at her watch and saw that it was just a few minutes past one in the morning and she shook her head.“Too early,” he said to herself and then stopped at the side of the road.She couldn’t go home as she thought it was too early.She needed Richard to know that she was a riot by getting back
Macy slept in because she didn't have any works scheduled for the day and she had called her manager, who was the same woman managing Angela, and she had been told that there were no jobs or meetings that day.As she was sleeping at around eleven o'clock, her phone rang.Since she wasn't expecting any important calls, she muted it even without looking at the calker ID with her eyes closed.After a while, the phone rang again.She did the same ring but after it rang for the third time, she was pissed and took it from the stand."Damn! Can't people tell when to to stop! Just text!" She cussed as she opened her eyes a slit and then saw who it was.Katina, her new manager."Kat?" She asked."Macy, where are you?" It was Angela and she was shouting."What do you mean where am I and why are you shouting at me?" Macy asked as she sat upritghtThat shout to her ear had jolted her upright."What do you mean?Katina tells me that she had told you that we have a meeting with the sponsors of the
70.Bombalicious continued fussing on Macy as he made sure that she was more than okay."From what young master told me, they called you late hoping that you wouldn't make it or even embarrass yourself, right?" The drag queen asked Macy who was now sitting elegantly on the chair with her dress flowing everywhere.She looked at Richard who pretended that he wasn't there and was busy with Mel but he was keeping an eye and an ear on her at all times."Yeah... Yes. I guess that was the intention," Macy answered and Bombalicious laughed."Don't worry darling.Here, my card.Call me anytime of they dare pull that shit on you again.In fact, I will be your personal beautician and designer from now on.What do you say?" He asked Macy who stood in shock as she looked at the card he was holding.Who was Bombalicious?He was the god of designs and beauty in DC.He was used by the qjo was who and rumour had it that he was so expensive that even some celebrities couldn't afford him.His Facebook,
71.Angela was still talking to the director with a smile on her face because she had won; or so she thought.By now, the waters had been asked to bring in the food and Angela was sure that Macy was a no show.She was surprised when she saw the director not listening to her and stand up with his eyes to the door."Macy? What are you doing here?" Angela forgot where she was and shouted when she saw the woman at the door."Isn't she supposed to be here?" The assistant director asked."Oh, sorry. What I... I mean..." Angela began."Macy darling, welcome.I was sad there for a while because I thought you had ignored my invitation even though it was given very late," the director said as he walked towards Macy and held her hand to help her descend the small flight of stairs to the center of the room."You look gorgeous girl.But why does this style look familiar?It really does...." the woman who was the assistant director said as she looked at Macy who had now stopped and looked at everyo