CHAPTER FOUR

“Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury.”

- William Shakespeare

 

Banker sat in the driver’s seat of her Lexus outside of her home with her cell phone pressed against her ear. The other hand was stuffed inside of the lips of her pussy as she flipped her clit several times to the sound of her boyfriend’s low and seductive voice. She was supposed to be going to work but was sidetracked by his need to be freaky.

“I’m doing it now, Galileo,” she breathed heavily. “I’m playing with myself. What else you want me to do?”

“Is it wet, baby?” he whispered harshly. On the other side of the phone, miles away, he stroked his thick dick, getting off heavily on the whisper of her voice.

He should’ve been studying for the calculus class all Legion members had to attend, but he couldn’t care less about Nine’s rules or procedures. To hear him tell it, he knew enough about life and worked with her solely to move dope and get money.

Not an education.

It was interesting to him that Nine kept him around despite his disrespect for authority. He went as far as to start dating her assistant, despite Nine being unaware. If she were, the repercussions would be great. Banker met Galileo, whose birth name was Gene Hatchett, at the Legion training facility the day she dropped something off for Antonius. The two had been inseparable ever since.

“I’m so wet it feels like I pissed on myself,” she answered truthfully. “I can’t wait for you to—”

Banker’s voice was trapped in the center of her chest when she looked out of the window and saw Alice’s beautiful but scratched face staring at her. Alice motioned for her to roll the window down and in a trance, Banker complied. “Yes?” She pulled her soggy fingers from between her legs, wiped them on her jeans and put the phone on her other ear.

“Hang up the phone,” Alice said calmly. “I know you know who I am…and we must talk. Now.”

Banker complied immediately. “G, I gotta call you back.”

“Something wrong?”

“I don’t think so.” She pushed the button to end the call before he disputed further.

“May I sit inside of your car? This is kind of private.”

She nodded yes.

Alice strutted to the passenger side, slid inside and adjusted the air conditioning system to her comfort level without asking. “Tell me, Banker, how does Nine treat you?”

“I don’t know what you mean.” She shifted a little in her seat, trying to button her jeans.

“You speak English, right?”

Banker frowned. “Yeah…”

“Then what part of my sentence structure don’t you understand?”

Silence.

“I don’t think about it a lot. I guess she treats me alright.” She shrugged. She took a few moments to recall the conversation she had with her earlier about Royal Babies Daycare Center. All Nine wanted to know was did she hear anything about Julius’ entrance and once again she said no. This angered Nine although she tried to remain calm as she gave her orders.

“So out of your entire employment history with Nine, she never once treated you wrong?”

“A few times she tried to seduce me but I was hip to that shit.” She looked Alice over, trying to feel what she really wanted from her. What she really wanted her to say. “Why do you ask?”

“Seduce you how?”

“You know how some women be wanting you to fuck them even though you don’t go that way. That’s what Nine does. Like one day, I was preparing her itinerary and some red juice from an orange spilled on her gown. I was taking notes when all of a sudden she told me to get it off and not to leave a drop behind. But the juice was on her breasts and she made me rub her titties to clean it off.”

Alice could tell that Banker was either attracted to Nine, ashamed, or jealous. Either way, she knew she could use her intricacies for her malicious advantage. “Nine is very sly, Banker. And I know I’ve only seen you around and—”

Her voice rose. “I was told not to speak to you if I ever met you,” Banker blurted out. “I could get fired with you just being here. So I really must know something.” She paused. “What do you want with me?”

“I’m not surprised at your reaction. Nine will do all she can to stop people from being around me and hearing the truth. But you’re not like some of the other dumb mothafuckas are you? I have a feeling that you move to the beat of your own heart.”

“Fuck no,” she said puffing out her chest. “I hate how she makes me call her King and how the soldiers be so far up her ass they can see her thoughts. She ain’t even all that pretty if you ask me,” she continued to lie. “Not pretty like people be trying to make her out anyway. Just ordinary. Plain old ordinary.”

“Wow, Banker, you’re smarter than I thought,” she said playing on her cockiness. “That’s why I wanted to meet you and introduce myself personally.” She paused. “First, I have to know, do you believe that I’m dangerous? Have her worthless warnings gotten to you?”

Banker looked her over. “Uh…not really.”

“Well you shouldn’t. The only thing I want to do is look out for you. And if we’re going to be good friends, it’s important for you to believe me.”

Banker’s naive smile spread across her face before disappearing as if it never existed. “Cut the shit, Alice Prophet,” she said through clenched teeth. “The only thing I want to hear is what do you want me to do and what’s in it for me. So save all of the other shit and start talking dollars and cents.”