Out of Control

“Has Pam filed for divorce?”

“No. Hasn’t even mentioned it. You know all I get outta her is ‘fuck you, Bobby’.”

“If Pam hasn’t filed for divorce then it ain’t a lost cause.”

“Maybe.”

“So what you gonna do? You wanna come back to Nassau with me?”

“I am gonna go down there to see my new nephew or niece, but as far as me staying, I don’t think so. It’s a little too slow down there for me. I mean it would be different if Pam and the kids came with me, but that ain’t gonna happen,” Bobby said quietly and dropped his head. “Unless you need me to come with you and play chaperone for you and Ms. West?”

Black laughed. “No, Bob, I don’t need you to chaperone for us,” he said and thought that it would be easier that way.

“Okay, now. You sure about

that?”

“I’m sure, Bob.”

“I give the two of you a week, two at the most before y’all fuckin’ daily,” Bobby said and laughed. “That is one woman who knows exactly how to seduce a man. And she got her eye on seducing you, Mike.”

“I’ll be all right. But you still haven’t answered my question. What you gonna do now?”

“After the baby is born, I’m gonna come back here.”

“Good, ’cause there’s something I want you to do for me.”

“What’s that?”

“I need you to take over.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you, Bobby. I should have done this a long time ago, but you were tryin’ to step back. Tryin’ to play the role. Well now you ain’t tryin’ to play the role. After all this, other than me, you’re the only one who can.”

Bobby thought for a minute. “You know that I’ll do whatever you need me to do, but first tell me how you see this goin’? Is Nick out?”

“No. Nick still runs things, but he reports to you.”

“What about Wanda?”

“Wanda is out. She needs to deal with our legit businesses and nothing else. You need to make sure of that.”

“What about you? You out?”

“No. I just need to step back for a minute.”

“I can understand that.”

“It’s like Sonny told me last night. Retiring is the last thing on my mind. The shit is in my blood. It’s just that right now, I gotta be a father to my kids.”

“You know I understand that,” Bobby said and went off to get dressed so they could go. “And you need to make sure CeCe drops all that fuckin’ weight. She big as a house,” he said as he walked up the steps.

By the time they arrived at Cuisine, everybody had been there for over an hour. Wanda and Cynt were sitting at a table by themselves, while everybody else was at the bar, seemingly having a good time.

The room got quiet when Black and Bobby walked in. He didn’t say anything to anybody. He walked straight to where Wanda was sitting. “In the office Wanda.”

He leaned close to Bobby. “Ask Ms. Robinson to join us.”