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or, worse, her medical career. Of course he knew that to do something foolish would just be plain stupid. He had everything going for him: a new life, a fresh start, and twenty million dollars somewhere out there. And he would figure out where. He had come too far not to. He would have his money. He might not have Gena, but he’d get that money back, one way or the other.
What are you doing, Gena? Of all the dudes out here, why him?
Gena had committed the perfect betrayal. If Quadir didn’t know any better, he’d swear she was in cahoots with Jerrell.
No, she loved me, didn’t she?
    “Are you okay?” Amelia asked, lightly touching Quadir’s shoulder.
    “No, I’m not. I’m really not.”
    “Seriously, let me hire someone to help you get your money back.”
    “Not yet; not right now. She already has Philly PD on her, and if you hire a PI then it’ll look like a damn caravan going down the street. I just need to change up my tactics and I need to switch cars too.”
    “You can use the Jeep, if you want,” said Amelia, hoping to be helpful. “Just be careful.”
    “I will; don’t worry.”
    “Quadir, don’t you worry. She’ll be back.”
    Quadir thought for a moment, and the truth was that after he saw Gena and Jerrell together, he didn’t know if he wanted her back.
    She’ll be back? Maybe she should stay where she’s at; maybe she don’t need to come back.
    Amelia strolled out of the room while Quadir contemplated his next move. He would switch cars and push the Range and he would change up his hours. She was hiding the money somewhere and sooner or later she would lead him to it. Either that or Jerrell would, but one way or the other he was going to watch her like a hawk. And watch out for those snooping detective motherfuckers too!
I wonder if they’re FBI.
    “Doc!” he hollered as she walked by the living room and into the dining room.
    “Yeah, what’s up?” she asked leaning backward in the doorway.
    “Thanks,” said Quadir.
    “Don’t thank me; I’m just waiting to see this twenty million dollars. Maybe I
will
let you pay me back,” she said, laughing.
    “I thought you said money could never repay what you had done for me,” said Quadir, trying to match his voice to hers.
    “Are you nuts? Twenty million . . . I’m ready to go out there with you and follow Gena around myself. She’s lucky I got rounds to make or I’d be out there with you. Now, you said you needed the Jeep, right?”

Sparkles
    T hat night when Quadir returned to Amelia’s he found her in the kitchen preparing what appeared to be a gourmet homemade meal.
    “Wow, I didn’t know you knew how to cook.”
    “Yup, it’s true; you learn something new about a person every day. See, you never know, right?”
    “I know I’m hungry.”
    “Yeah, well, be patient. This is very serious food I’m preparing. So, how did it go tonight, private eye?”
    “Well, it went. From what I could see, she’s definitely fallen for Jerrell, that’s for sure. She went back to his place. I stayed outside until . . .”
    “Until what?”
    “Until they turned the lights off.”
    “Quadir, I’m so sorry,” said Amelia, as she stopped draining linguini long enough to see the hurt in his face.
    “Hey, I guess that’s life. You know, sometimes you win and sometimes you lose.”
    “Yeah, but sometimes you lose, and you also win, you know?”
    “No, I don’t.”
    “Well, like right now, you feel like you lost, but Quadir, you’re on top, you’re alive, you have the upper hand, and most of all, you know what’s going on around you. Gena might not know, but you do.”
    “How will I get my money back?”
    “Now that, I don’t know. Have you ever thought of just simply asking her for it?”
    “Yeah, but now that’s she’s with Jerrell, I don’t want her to see me. I’d rather her just think I’m dead.”
    Amelia looked at Quadir as he lowered his head. She understood how he felt and wanted to do whatever she could to make