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time of day.
    We were all set to go to the meeting, when one of Lace’s people called and said Lace was busy and couldn’t make it, but he would be there at ten that next morning. “He’s playin’ me like a sucker,” André said. “But that’s all right; I got something for his ass. Y’all go on and get outta here. And don’t get them fuckin’ suits dirty. I want you both lookin’ fresh; show this piss-ant nigga how a real playa does it.” We left André’s and ran into Connie and Keisha. When we got in her room, I told Connie, “Look, I need to get outta this suit. I got business in the morning and I can’t get it wrinkled.”
    “I ain’t stoppin’ you,” Connie said and helped me get undressed.
    That next morning, I got out of bed and called André to make sure it was still on. He wanted to know where we were, and said that he would come pick us up. I sent Connie to wake up Bobby and I got in the shower.
    When we got to the meeting, Lace was there with four of his men, and he wasted no time. He started talkin’ shit the minute we walked in the place. André took it for the most part, until Lace said, “Your man was operating in my territory.”
    André laughed. “I didn’t know you had a territory .”
    After Lace got finished with his little speech, André looked at me and Bobby. “I’m a reasonable man. So I’m sure we can work something out so both of us can make some money. I don’t want anymore of this unfortunate gunplay.” He looked around the room. “It’s bad for business. So this is how we’ll do it: I’ll keep my people out of your territory and you respect mine.”
    Lace had a big shit-eatin’ grin on his face. “That’s works for me. But I’m tellin’ you now, this shit happens again, I ain’t gonna be this reasonable about it. I’m gonna want blood.”
    I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing at him.
    “Nobody wants war,” André said. “Now, pour me one and let’s drink to this peace we just made.”
    Lace poured André a drink and was about to pour one for me and Bobby. “No,” André stopped him, “they don’t drink.”
    André, Lace, and his men, drank and talked shit, while me and Bobby looked on. Then André stood up and started laughing.
    “What’s so funny?” Lace asked.
    “Now that I’m thinkin’ about it, I ain’t givin’ you niggas shit.” When André said that, me and Bobby pulled out our guns and started shooting. The move caught them totally off guard, and we were able to kill two of them before they got their guns out.
    Lace didn’t have a gun, so he tried to run, while we shot it out with his men. André pulled his gun and shot Lace in the back as he ran. Lace tried to crawl away and André walked him down. “Look around you, boy,” André said and kicked Lace in the face. “All this is my territory.” Then André shot Lace in the head.
     
Chapter Nine
     
Jada West
     
    Once I had Jenna on board, I began to work with her. I have to say that she was the easiest woman that I’ve ever trained. Since she had been modeling for years, she had the poise and carriage of a polished lady. Jenna knew how to walk, and how to use her eyes and facial expressions to convey certain emotions. Most of my work was spent teaching her how to speak, and adjusting her mindset from being one that looked for a man to please her, to one of a woman whose only desire was to please her client. Jenna Bobbit was going to be excellent.
    As a reward for being such a good student, I took her for her first spa treatment. I always enjoy spa day at Caudalie Vinothérapie Spa in the Plaza Hotel. Spa rituals range from classic massages to wraps and scrubs, facial and body treatments, to nail and waxing services. Occupying the fourth floor of the spa was thirteen treatment rooms, along with a VIP suite for two, a Vichy shower, two hammams, and a unique barrel bath, where guests can soak in red wine or delicately crushed grape extracts.
    Before and after treatments,