Brooklyn Bombshells: Part 2

“Like what?”

“I need you to find an address for my sister. Her name is Chanel Brown. Can you run her name through your system or through the DMV? I know she drives around in a white Range Rover Sport,” said Charlie.

“I didn’t know you had another sister.”

“We’re not close,” she said.

“Oh? And why not?”

“It’s a long story that I’m not tryin’ to get into. But we got beef and you can help me solve my issues wit’ her,” she said.

“I got your back, baby,” he said.

Anything for Charlie.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chanel was on the couch watching TV and minding her business when Pyro came out of his bedroom with a smile on his face.

“Come and take a ride with me,” he said.

“A ride? Where to?” she asked.

“It’s a surprise.”

At first, she was skeptical. He and Mecca were an item, and Mecca had been at the apartment nearly every day since they had gotten back together. Every night, Chanel could hear them in the bedroom, probably having some of the best sex they ever had. Chanel couldn’t help but to be a bit envious of their relationship and their sex life. Hers had been put on hold for a while.

“So, you’re not going to tell me?”

“Like I told you, it’s a surprise,” he repeated.

A surprise for me or Mecca? she thought.

“Let me get my coat,” she said.

She stood up and went into her bedroom, closing the door behind her. She went to the bedroom window and gazed outside. It was a cold day, and each day it seemed like the world around her was becoming colder. For some reason, Claire came into her thoughts. Chanel didn’t know why she started thinking about Claire, but she wondered if she was okay. Though they didn’t always see eye-to-eye, they had both been through some shit.

Chanel threw on her Moncler jacket and joined Pyro out in the hallway. He was still all smiles.

“This better be worth my time, Pyro. I got things to do, you feel me?” she joked with him.

“It will be.”

As Pyro drove, he remained in a high spirits.

Mecca’s pussy must be good. It has him grinning like the Cheshire Cat, she joked to herself.

“I see you’re in a very good mood today, Pyro. Why’s that?”

“What, I can’t be in a good mood?”

“Yeah, you can, but you seem a bit extra with it today.”

“I’m just happy, that’s all.”

“Well, it’s good to see you happy,” she said.

“Things are going great with Mecca.”