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Dirty Money Dirty Deeds: Episode 1: Dirty Money Dirty Deeds, #1
Dirty Money Dirty Deeds: Episode 1: Dirty Money Dirty Deeds, #1
Dirty Money Dirty Deeds: Episode 1: Dirty Money Dirty Deeds, #1
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She could save her brother, but it would change her life.

Kendra Mason couldn't catch a break. Her husband was cheating on her, and he could put her out of business. Then her little brother got out of prison. Robert Mason, Jr. was just like his father, a man who spent most of his life behind bars.

Bobby stole from the wrong man, and a contract was on his head.

One man stood between Bobby and certain death. She had known Jaylen since they were kids, and she had a crush on him in high school. Jaylen was building a legitimate business. She could help him launder money, and he would protect Bobby. Or Kendra could plan a funeral.

Kendra had always lived on the right side of the law. She never knew she was more like her father than she realized.

DIRTY MONEY DIRTY DEEDS is told in short, fast paced episodes WITH CLIFFHANGERS.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateDec 29, 2020
ISBN9781393744979
Dirty Money Dirty Deeds: Episode 1: Dirty Money Dirty Deeds, #1

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    Dirty Money Dirty Deeds - Nico Jackson

    1

    She knew it was Bobby as soon as her phone vibrated. He always called right after lunch. He said if he ate quickly, he could beat everyone to the phones and not have to stand in line. It always made her smile to think about him slamming down his food and quick-stepping to the phone. She looked at the calendar. It was only Wednesday.

    Are you willing to accept a call from an inmate at a Michigan correctional facility? The mechanical voice said.

    Yes. There were a few clicks and a little static.

    Hey sis, how you doing?

    I'm good. I'm surprised to hear from you. Is it Thursday already?

    He laughed. It'll be Thursday every day soon.

    What do you mean? What are you talking about?

    I'm getting out. My parole came through.

    She covered her mouth. I thought you had another year.

    It's a new program. The prisons are overcrowded, so they're letting some of us go early.

    Seriously? When do you get out?

    Friday.

    She stood and walked in front of her desk. Stop playing with me. Day after tomorrow?

    He chuckled. Day after tomorrow. Nine a.m. Can you come get me?

    She stopped pacing. You are serious, aren't you?

    I've never been more serious about anything in my life. I'm coming home. I'm done with this. There's one more thing.

    With Bobby, there was always one more thing. It seemed like she had spent her whole life cleaning up his mess. What?

    I need a place to stay. It's part of my parole.

    You're not giving me much time, but I guess I can find you a place.

    There was a pause. No, you don't understand. With this new program I got to stay with a relative.

    Damn. She took a deep breath before she answered. Not a good idea.

    It's a condition of my parole. If I can't stay with you, I don't get out.

    Let me guess. You already told them you'd live here.

    I had to. It's our house. I got a right to stay there.

    I bought you out, remember? You want to talk about that?

    I was young, he said. I did some stupid shit. What about the carriage house? Would that be too much trouble?

    Dammit Bobby, you know why!

    That was then, he said. I'm clean. I haven't used in years. I'm ready to start over. I'm ready to be a working man. And I'll prove to you that I changed.

    I'll think about it.

    Are you going to pick me up? Or do I have to try to get an Uber? You promised Mom you'd be in my corner. Now you got money, and you forget about me.

    Really, Bobby? You don't want to go there.

    He didn't say anything.

    Who kept money on your books? Who keeps topping up this phone account so you can call whenever you want? Who paid for rehab? Don't try to bullshit me. Don't take kindness for weakness.

    I'm sorry, he said in a soft voice. It's just I'm excited about getting out, and it don't seem like you care.

    Oh, I care. I don't want to see you go back again.

    "I ain't

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