What Entrepreneur Paul had intended on doing didn’t happen. He sought to keep the number of the young woman that had been between his sheets. He remembered her name, however. Callia Verbose made a digital footprint the size of a moon crater.
He requested as a friend, follower, and even paid to subscribe to her page.
“What’s up?” she replied.
“Let’s video chat,” Entrepreneur Paul suggested.
“Okay,” she answered.
Her image appeared on his phone. Her brown skin looked like cinnamon and she possessed deep, ebony eyes. She smirked.
“You forgot my number.”
“Yep.”
“This is much better, no?”
“I like it….”
He smiled and looked down at his smartphone. She looked up at him.
“Are you looking forward to another date?” she mentioned.
“I want to take this call,” he switched over to Loreen. Callia rolled her eyes.
“Alright.”
“Hey, Loreen. What’s up?”
“Have you talked to Lisa?”
“I haven’t since Romeo strolled into her life.”
“I mean you’re talking about Lisa here. Something awful must’ve happened. She kept it quiet. She must’ve not gone to the authorities.”
“Do you think that this guy had something to do with it?”
“Hang on. Cellia is calling….”
“Cellia,” Loreen raised her eyebrows.
“Hey, C. Let me call you back….”
“You wanted me!”
“I still want you. I just have to take this call.”
Cellia sucked her teeth. “Okay.” The screen went dark. Atkinson used his wireless headphones to talk to Loreen.
“What’s going on, now?” He asked.
“It’s Lisa. She hasn’t said a word to me in a week. The site’s not up and there's no use trying to reach her.”
Entrepreneur Paul looked at his call log. With a few taps, he saw his phone illuminate. He made the adjustments and looked at an incoming call. It read Lisa Conway.
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