“I’m great. What about you?”
“I am doing great too. You look amazing in that dress, Vangee,” she said of the boatneck, cap sleeve Issey Miyake asymmetric pullover dress that she was wearing the hell out of and the Alexander Wang Rina leather slingback shoes that she was rocking.
“Thank you.” Vangee sat down on the stool next to Dawkins. “And your looking pretty hot in that suit, honey. Elie Tahari?”
Dawkins shook her head. “I don’t know how you and Jada do that.”
The mere mention of Jada West was enough to get Kirk’s attention.
She giggled. “We shop; therefore we are.”
Vangee used to work for Jada before she moved her operation to Nassau and at that time, Vangee went independent. It was during that time when a client, who just happened to have a big dick, introduced Vangee to investing in stocks, bonds, annuities, commodities and security futures trading, as well as real estate investing.
Vangee made so much money investing, to the tune of a high six-figure annual income, that she was able to put the life behind her.
But there was still the fact that Vangee loved to fuck and get fucked by men with long, thick monster dicks. Fortunately for her, she had several such men as clients who not only had long, thick monster dicks, but they knew how to use them to please her. So, she kept them around and saw them only when she chose to, no exceptions.
Although she no longer did it for the money, Vangee didn’t tell her men, so they continued to gladly pay her for the extraordinary service that she rendered.
“How is Jada doing anyway?” Vangee asked.
“She’s doing great,” Dawkins said, thinking that she needed to have a conversation with Jada about her new job as head of the Caldwell Task Force. Eddie Lewis said specifically that Rain Robinson’s association with Gavin Caldwell was of particular interest to them.
“Is she still in Nassau?”
“No, she moved back to the city recently.” She laughed. “You know Jada. Nothing stops her.”
“I know that’s the truth. Well the next time you see her, please tell Ms. Jada West that I said hello.”
“I’ll be sure to do that.” Dawkins glanced at Kirk. “Vangee, this is my partner, Detective Kirkland.”
“Kirk,” Vangee said in wide-eyed recognition of the detective. “Wow,” she paused and smiled at Kirk. “I don’t know if I should get up and curtsy in the presence of law enforcement royalty.”
Dawkins laughed a little. “So, you heard of him?”
“Of course, I have.”
“From who?” Kirk needed to know.
“From Jada, of course.” She laughed and tapped Dawkins on the arm. “She used to talk about the detective all the time.”
Dawkins cut her eyes in Kirk’s direction. “Oh, really. I wasn’t aware that Jada had ever met the detective before.”
“To my knowledge, she hadn’t ever met him.”
“If she never met him, why did she talk about him all the time?” Dawkins asked, because she was having fun with this.
“I don’t know, but we were told that we are to offer the detective any and all help that we could,” she paused and giggled. “As long as it did not compromise ourselves or our family. You know Jada was always big on us being a family.”
“Is that a fact?” Dawkins sai
d, smiling at her partner.
“It’s true.” Vangee moved closer and then she leaned forward to address Kirk. “Apparently, you did a really big favor for a very powerful friend of Jada’s.”
“Apparently,” Dawkins said, still smiling at Kirk.
“Well, if that’s the case that you’re to offer me any and all help that you can,” Kirk said, and he reached in his pocket and took out a picture. “I’m looking for this guy. You seen him?” he asked and handed the picture of Hawkins to Vangee.