Get Me Right Again 2: Shaniqua & Desmond by Diamond Johnson

Author:Diamond Johnson [Johnson, Diamond]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Leo Sullivan Presents

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Desmond Rogers

“Where your sister at, man?” I asked Jah as I walked into his office.

I didn’t go to the car wash today because I had three scheduled tattoo sessions that I had just finished doing, which took up the majority of my day. Each session that I did, all of my customers had gotten big pieces done. It was a little bit after eleven at night, and I hadn’t talked to Shaniqua since one o’clock this afternoon when she was on her lunch break.

I left her with a key to my home yesterday, and I told her to go over there tonight when she got off work. I had cameras set up all around that studio, plus my phone notified me whenever the front door of my home was opened, and I hadn’t received anything. I was worrying now because her phone was going straight to voicemail, and I didn’t have a clue where she was.

“Probably at the damn mall somewhere, with her shopping ass,” Jah joked, but I didn’t laugh because something was telling me that shit wasn’t right.

“Nigga, look what time it is! She ain’t at no fuckin’ mall,” I snapped.

Jah knew then how serious I was because that little smirk was quickly knocked right off his face.

“Hold on, let me call her right quick,” he said.

I had my fingers crossed, hoping that he didn’t get her voicemail like I had been getting.

“Shit going straight to voicemail,” Jah told me, and I blew out a frustrated breath. “When did you realize that you weren’t getting in contact with her?” he asked and stood up from the chair that he was sitting in.

“I was in the middle of doing tattoos and I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I just assumed that it was my alarm system letting me know that the front door was opened. It wasn’t until I just checked my phone and I realized that that wasn’t what it was. She hasn’t called, left a text message, or anything. We can’t even get in contact with her ass if we tried because her fuckin’ battery is dead.

“I swear, she better have a good fuckin’ reason on why her phone is dead and she not letting us know that something is up with her. I don’t like shit like this, man,” I vented.

I was trying to convince myself that Shaniqua had fucked up and I should just be mad at her, but something deep inside of me told me that it was bigger than that. Shaniqua loved that damn phone way too much to fuck around and let it die on her. Not only that, but I’ve been in her car with her a couple of times and she had about three damn charges in there. I didn’t believe that she would have a reason to turn it off, especially when she knew that it was people who would want to get in contact with her and would wonder where the hell she was.

“Let’s just swing by her job first, and then we’ll go from there.

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