@CeeJHay7 20 November 2021 edited

Mikaela- 1 " Mikky, where you dey?" Pepe asked, "you no dey lodge" she said to support her point. I swapped the phone to my left ear, supporting the phone with my left shoulder, trapping the metal device between my left ear and left shoulder. "I dey work" I answered taking a huge drag from the cigarette tucked between my lips. "I thought you said you were done for the day when you left yesterday" she stated rather than asked. "I met a client on my way home" I said dragging my Jean trouser up, in that moment I could be mistaken for a professional wrestler "babe we go talk later abeg, I need to clean up" I said and ended the call. I immediately dropped the phone in the small crochet bag I was carrying. I wore my top which is as revealing as a transparent film, I buttoned up and took a long, searching look for anything that might be incriminating. Satisfied with my situation I took a deep breath. I made a mental calculation of the things my client will find missing when he wakes from his beauty sleep. Watch, check. Money, check. Wedding ring, check. I didn't mean to cause commotion or destroy someone's home but my client really is a bad douchebag who doesn't deserve whosoever he's married to and moreover the ring is a 24 carats diamond studded gold ring . And that's money. And I care about money. I wore my sandals and moved to exit the room with the fancy bag- which I always carried in my small bag- containing all my loots. "Goodbye Patrick" I said with a theatrical voice at the slumped form on the bed, " I pray you don't find a way to explain to your darling wife what happened to your wedding ring". Closing the door with a bang I made my way to the stairs. "Tessy baby" I greeted the receptionist. "You don finish?" "You go collect your cut tomorrow, you know as e dey be" "Okay na, no wham" she replied with a big smile. I stepped out into the night . The moon is full. I placed a call, "Wipe the cameras". I ended the call. The blue Venza beeped when I pressed the button of the car key that's in my palm. " Say goodbye to your car, dear Patty" I said with a mocking voice and made my way to the car. I am Mikaela. Mikky is my street ID. I'm a hustler. I'm a goal getter.