CHAPTER 14
Millie Mason
Millie sat in the passenger seat of the forest green Range Rover staring out the window. In her hand was a white Styrofoam cup filled with vodka and a sprinkle of orange juice. “And then what happened?”
“Then he told me to get the fuck out.” Nicole wiped her eyes dry. For the last twenty minutes, she had been telling Millie about the big fight that she had with Eric.
“All the time that I’ve known you, you know I’ve never seen you cry,” Millie pointed out.
“But what was I supposed to do? Let him get killed?”
“You did the right thing,” Millie said in a soft voice. “I’ll talk to my son and fix this but right now I need you focused.” Tonight Millie had an important meeting with Chico. The Mason family needed some product and at the moment, he was their only option.
Knuckles pulled the Range Rover up in front of the five star hotel and the trio quickly stepped out the SUV as the valet attendant hopped in. Millie led the trio to the restaurant inside the hotel. She walked past the hostess and headed straight for the table in the back.
Chico sat at the table enjoying a nice dinner along with four heavily armed bodyguards. He looked up and saw Millie standing before him. Behind her was a pretty woman that looked to be maybe fifteen or twenty years younger and behind her was a huge man who looked like an NFL linebacker. Immediately, Chico’s team of bodyguards frisked the trio before allowing them to have a seat at the table.
“Millie, what do I owe the pleasure?” Chico asked, not bothering to look up from his plate.
“I need some product and I need a lot of it,” Millie answered.
“I’m sure that you’re aware that I no longer do any business with the Mason family. Your reputation is no good anymore.” Chico took a long sip from his glass of wine. “Besides, the Mason family cannot be trusted.”
“Oh, but you trusted me when I gave you the Black Dragon’s info? Or how about all the millions I made for you before I went to prison,” Millie refreshed his memory. “Chico you know me and you know what I’m about.”
“A lot of things has changed since you been gone,” Chico said. “Your son is responsible for getting my closest loved ones murdered including my daughter so there’s no way that I’d ever do business with the Mason family again.”
“You put a hit on him and his entire family. What was he supposed to do?”
“The answer is no!” Chico said in a stern tone. He was tired of beating around the bush and making small talk with Millie even though he liked and respected her. She was a hard worker and great businesswoman but there was no way that Chico would be able to forgive the Mason family for all the pain that they had caused.
“Chico, I strongly urge you to reconsider,” Millie said, the look on her face serious. “If I walk out of here I go from a potential ally back to the competition and I don’t think you want that.”
Chico chuckled. “I’ll take my chances,” he smirked.
Millie nodded as she stood to her feet. “Thanks for your time,” she said as she and her team made their exit.
* * *
Millie slid back into the passenger seat and slammed her hand down on the dashboard. “Could you believe how that asshole spoke to me?”
“I mean, you couldn’t actually believe that Chico was going to sit down and do business with you?” Nicole asked.
“I knew he wouldn’t agree to do business with me, I just wanted to look him in the eyes,” Millie said. “I have a meeting with a new connect. One that can supply us with as much product as we need.”
“What’s the connect’s name?” Nicole asked.
“He goes by the name Brady.”
“I’ve heard stories about him. Heard he’s the real deal,” Nicole said. “Out in Miami I heard he’s more popular than the president.”
“I’m going to make Chico regret not selling to the Mason family,” Millie smiled. “We going to put that fucker out of business.”
“When are we heading to Miami?” Nicole asked from the back seat.
Millie turned and looked back at Nicole with a smile on her face. “Tonight.”