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“There’s a doctor at Miami General South that works with Oak. His last name's Reynolds, first name unknown. Need you to dig up everything you can on him.”
There's a pause and I can hear Dex's fingers flying across his keyboard. “You got it, brother. I'll call you when I've got something.”
“Thanks, Dex,” I say, ending the call.
“You won't believe what I just did,” Easy, our newest prospect, says as he comes strolling into the shop with a shit-eating grin on his face.
Knox raises an eyebrow. “Got rid of the piece of shit truck and bought a new one.”
Easy flips him off, still grinning. “No, I put in an offer on the house next door to mine and the bank accepted the offer. I’m gonna flip it and rent it out.” The man is always on his phone looking for shit to buy and flip.
“Smart move," I tell him, clapping him on the back. “If you need any help with the renovations after you close on it, let us know.”
“Thanks, man. I might take you up on that.”
After everyone congratulates Easy on his investment property, the rest of the morning goes by in a blur.
“Yo.”
I glance up at Kidd. “What?”
“Your phone’s about to vibrate off the lift.”
“Shit,” I reach out and catch my phone just before it goes over the edge. Looking down at the screen, I see Oakland’s name. “Hey, baby,” I quickly answer, stepping outside for some privacy. “Everything okay?”
“Hey,” she says, and I can hear the smile in her voice. “Yeah, everything's fine. I was just on my lunch break and wanted to hear your voice.”
“Miss me already?” I tease.
She laughs and I imagine her rolling her eyes. “Maybe a little. How's your day going?”
I lean against the side of the building, wondering when I became a pussy who gets excited when his woman calls his phone. In for a penny, I admit, “Better now that you’ve called.”
Oakland laughs, and for the next few minutes, I listen to her chatter away about making balloon animals out of the latex gloves in the exam room for a little girl who had been involved in a car accident.
My woman was so fucking sweet.
“I’ve gotta get back out there,” she sighs.
“Okay, baby. I'll pick you up when your shift's over,” I remind her. Her car had refused to start again this morning, and I ended up driving her to work.
“Thanks, honey,” she says softly. “I’ll see you then.”
I slip my phone back into my pocket as I step inside and catch Knox looking at me with a knowing smirk.
“What?”
He holds up his hands in surrender. “Nothing, man. Just never seen you like this about a bitch before. It's... different.”
I'm about to tell him to fuck off when my phone vibrates again. I pull it out and am surprised to get a call back this fast.
“Talk to me,” I say, putting Dex on speaker so Knox can hear.
“You’re never going to believe this shit,” he says, his voice gravely. “This Dr. Reynolds? He's got a history. Two complaints of sexual harassment at the previous hospital he worked at in Chicago. Both were settled out of court, records sealed.”
“Fuck.” I rub the back of my neck.
“That's not all, brother.”
