Just a Kiss by Bonnie Mata

Author:Bonnie Mata [Mata, Bonnie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bonnie S. Mata
Published: 2012-10-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Advice

They walked back through the long hallway of nude pictures on the dirty, lime green wall, and headed back to the rooms where the girls worked and slept.

“Please, come in. This is my room,” she said, holding the door open.

Celina smiled, and walked into a small room. A double-sized bed was centered in the room, covered with a faded floral print bedspread that looked more like a scrap of fabric. A chair was in the corner, and a small night dresser were all the furnishings in the neatly made room.

“The boss wants you to style my hair, and depending how it looks, he then wants you to cut his hair,” she giggled, grinning with excitement.

Celina wondered where the woman with lifeless eyes had gone to, because the woman who stood in front of her now was full of enthusiasm. She nodded her head, replying, “I see… and yes, I guess he has a point. Try it on someone else, before doing him.”

“Wait a minute.” She left the room and seconds later came back in. “Should I sit down here?” asked Carmela, sitting down on a wooden bar stool that she placed in front of a wall mirror. “This is all I could find, this stool from the bar, or I have that chair in the corner,” she pointed, to a metal chair with a flowery, worn cushion.

Celina looked down at the stool. “Well, let's start with this stool, because it will help me in trimming your long hair. Very important Carmela, are the scissors. What are we going to use? They must be very sharp.”

“These are the ones that the boss lent me,” she pulled out a pair from her drawer.

Celina took them in her hand and observed them. A smile came over her face. She immediately read the Kissaki engraving on the blade. “I see. Who would have thought?” She raised her brows.

“What is it?” she turned to ask.

“Well, this is exactly what I needed. These scissors are for cutting hair. Actually, these are one of the top of the line in shears.” She shook her head in disbelief with a chuckle.

“I'm not too sure, but I think the boss cuts his own hair. So they must be his.”

“With all the money he has, he can't afford to pay for a haircut. Please.” She exclaimed, with sarcasm.

“He doesn't trust… is what it is, Celina.” She defended him.

“What doesn't he trust? He's a killer. If they don't do a good job, no problems, just pull out the gun, and shoot the stylist.” She motioned with her hand, extending her index finger with her thumb in the air, as if she was holding a gun.

“No, I don't think it's that.” She exhaled.

“Then what?” She asked with a tight voice.

Her eyes opened wide, with mystery in them. “Witchcraft,” she said, softly.

Celina giggled. “You can't be serious?”

“Yes, there is so much competition within the cartels. It's not all that glamorous you know. Powerful spells can be done with just a small strand of hair.

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