At least for the time being, Jada thought. She was under no delusion, and neither was Rain, that this was over, and Bautista will keep coming. But for the time being, she had done her Family a service.
My Family, Jada thought as she sipped her French 75.
She had always felt like an outsider in The Family and not just because she ran her business in Nassau. She’d be a fool not to recognize and acknowledge that a large part of that centered around her past relationship with Mr. Black and how she came to power. And then there was her relationship with Mrs. Black.
Both real and imaginary, Jada laughed.
She’d heard the stories.
I heard that Jada West and Shy got to fighting up in J.R.'s one night and Shy bitch slapped her. And then there was I heard that guns were drawn and there was a wild shoot out in the Bahamas. But her favorite was that Black had Fantasy kill her over some misunderstanding with Rodrigo Iñíguez.
All that purely understandable history aside, this trip was different. Her actions had earned Jada the appreciation of The Boss of her Family, and hopefully her trust and respect. Her interaction with the Captain’s and especially Jackie, made Jada feel like she was really a part of The Family.
“So what do you wanna do when we get to Paris?” Carmen asked, and signaled the attendant that she was ready for another Ron Zacapa XO.
“After this eight hour flight, I wanna take a long hot bath and then I want you to show me Paris at night.”
“And we’ll get there just in time to be fashionably late to all the spots, Le Magnifique, and then Ritz Bar, and we’ll end up at L’arc,” Carmen said. “I just wanna relax, get drunk and forget the last four days ever happened.”
The attendant handed Jada another French 75. “I’ll drink to that,” she said echoing Carmen sentiment, but for her, the last four days were memorable. “And tomorrow, I wanna shop until I’m dizzy.”
Chapter Thirty-eight
Later that morning, a charter flight landed at Westchester County Airport. The Cessna belonging to Black and Shy had returned from Fiji, touched down and then taxied to the hanger. As the jet got closer to the hanger, Shy looked out the window.
“Did anybody order a limo?”
“No,” Black said. “Did you,” he asked Bobby.
He looked at Pam, she shook her head. “We didn’t.”
“Then something is wrong,” Shy said.
“Why you say that?” Pam asked.
“Because Wanda just got out of the limo.”
“The bearer of bad news,” Bobby said and laughed.
Black leaned forward and looked out. “It’s really bad news.” He sat back.
“Why you say that?” Bobby asked.
“Because Rain is with her.”
Once they got off the plane, Pam’s bodyguard, Treshaun took her home and Shy told Black that she had something to do and that Napoleon would take he
r. After that, Black and Bobby got in the limo with Rain and Wanda.
While Bobby poured himself and Black a drink, they listened while Rain and Wanda told them what had been happening. By the time they arrived at J.R.'s, they had finished telling the tale.
“Your real enemy is Milton Petty,” Black said calmly.
“Milton Petty?” Wanda question because she knew him.
“Who the fuck is Milton Petty?” Rain asked and Wanda told her about the legitimate businessman that she knew.
“Kwame Coleman doesn’t do, or for that matter, say anything that Milton didn’t think or say first,” Bobby said.