“Why?” Wanda asked. “Why the game?”
“That game is important to Black, and you and I both know that Jackie can’t handle it.”
Knowing I was right about Jackie, Wanda sucked her teeth and sat down next to me on the bed. “I don’t know what he was thinking when he put her in charge of that game. Too much money passes through that game for her to be there and can’t handle it.”
“That’s why I think it would be a good spot for me.”
“Yeah, I know. And you’re right. But we talked about this, Nick, and I thought we decided that you were going to look at doing something on the legitimate side of the house? I was under the impression that you were leaning toward taking over the finance company or running the real estate office.”
“I know we talked about it, but I know how I am and I would be bored to death doing a desk job.”
“I would make all that better for you as soon as you got home from work.”
I put my arm around her and kissed her on the cheek. “I know you would, but I gotta do what’s right for me.”
“What about us?”
I wanted to say something like what about us?
“What about doing what’s right for us, Nick?”
“You’re right, Wanda, but I gotta be right with myself or there is no us.” I guess that wasn’t the right answer ’cause Wanda got up and hit the shower.
Oh, well.
It is what it is.
Chapter 5
Nick and Wanda arrived at Crave on 42nd, a restaurant located, as the name suggests, on 42nd Street, between 11th and 12th Avenue, waiting for Black and Bobby to arrive. While they waited, the pair munched on Prince Edward mussels in white wine and garlic sauce, and tried not to talk about the two things that Nick didn’t want to talk about: The death of Freeze and what he was going to do now.