A Genesis on the ghost cop : A lanky son of Uriel:

Book:She's Snack For The Rival Alphas Published:2024-6-2

” Oh damn it woman. You wont let me clean in peace and You will break down the bosses door and leave me with the troubles he will deal.” Said Sacramento who was the last person she ever wanted to see in a place like this.
” Sorry. I want to see Gallagher, tell him Marilyn is here to see him.” She said as she moved her head from side to side to have a peek at the dark office. She wondered how he managed to clean in the dark.
” You can call him with your phone. The phone in your hand.” He said gazing at the sleek iPhone she was holding. He was yet to see a phone with so much Cameras and it was all he needed to be dumbly fascinated.
” Oh God please look at me. I have no airtime on my phone and I will like to speak to him now. Why would he do this to me. Renee don’t deserve to be put out like this.” Said Marilyn in a frantic tone as she gazed at her wristwatch.
” He is out to with Durban and Cairo to take his taxes. He was here just some minutes ago. Not so long.” Said Sacramento with his gaze glued to every motion of the phone till she was certain he was going to snatch it from her.
” Damn it! I called him before coming And he told me I could meet him here. I know he’s inside. Shift!” She raged out and shoved the lanky fellow to the side, almost falling him to ground had he not grabbed the door for balance. ” Gallagher! Gallagher! Oh my God Renee I’m so sorry.” She said in guilt.
” No one is allowed here when the boss is out. Use that phone you are holding and call him.” Snarled Sacramento as he pointed to the phone while he spoke in his overly slow tone that sounded like a weak death rattle.
” Don’t you have a phone I can borrow.” She asked.
“No I don’t. Only Durban has a phone. The boss has a phone not much cameras like this.” He intoned and never took his eyes of the phone.
” Man , what are you. What really are you?” She asked and stormed out of the office, waking out of the tavern and going straight to Renee who sat patiently on her car.
” Sister! I still don’t have your money yet but…”
” That’s okay you know. You just should have told me time Is..”Renee sniffled with a smile.
” No please! No no. I swear the man isn’t around yet. That’s not how I am. I will never rip you like that. I will pay if you could just give me some minute to go in. I swear I will.” She stuttered with her erect palms pushed forward to juxtapose her stance.
” Well If you say so.” ” It’s okay if you can’t pay now. You can pay some other..”
” I will pay everything. It will take couple of minutes but I will pay. You can’t help me so much and end up empty.” She decried and quickly returned into the inn.
” Yes Uriel won’t be happy about that.” Drawled Sacramento. Who could now concentrate better since the phone was no more in sight. She had just told him how she had boarded the cab and how she needed to pay the cab driver.
” Two hundred dollars. I know a customer who can pay you two hundred for a session.” Cooed, Sacramento and paused in his speech .
” You are here to hook right?” He asked just to make sure he was getting her the right deal.
” Yes.” She whispered, shocking herself with the reality of her life.
” Big Jack Haul. You are lucky he is in the VIP session. He owns most of the lumber jack site in bear creek. He has no family and loves to enjoy the best wine and the best woman to fuck. He beats and hits. I hear them cry when he locks the door. They always come back cause he pays well eh.” Whined the vague Fellow who had zero regards for Vulgar etiquettes.
” Then get him to fuck me. It’s all I came here to do.” She said in anxious tone as she signaled Sacramento to tow the fellow for her.
” Sure about that? Haul is bad and would make you …”
” Fetch him for me. I haven’t got all day.” She yelled out and suited her dress.
” Stand just here. I am sure he will lay with you. He loves new recruits.” Said Sacremento and slowly walked to the sit of the big fellow who sat in the open, smoking a weed cigarette. Sacramento whispered some stuffs to his ears and the first thing he did was, place his hands in the pocket of his jean trousers and pulled out his wallet. He brought all the notes in it to be sure of their total before nodding in agreement to whatever it was that Sacramento had been saying. The lanky fellow arose and walked back to Marilyn in the most patient manner she had never seen even in by a snail. At a point, she felt like running to me him but had to control herself and prayed for his safe journey. For all she cared, a man who moved so slow could possibly fall and die before he reached her.
” He will see you now. Bye.” Said Sacramento and continued his journey to Gallagher’s office where he had cleaning to do.
” Thank you. I will see you later…” She said as she hurried to meet the man who was already standing in wait for her. He was big and fat but not as big as Gallagher who wasn’t fat but built like a grizzly.
” Haul was round in size with thick red bears and a face that bore a constant frown.” He was wearing a white singlet and blue jean trousers. A dressing which she felt was strange for the cold weather which everyone was well dressed.
” Two hundred is quite much. But you are new so show me what you got.” He said in thick voice of coarsion that sounded like a broken microphone. She breathed in deeply from fear. He looked like a monster and she had thought Gallagher was the worst there could ever be.
” Are you dumb bitch? Show me what you got!” He thundered in rage, blasting a thousand particles of alcohol and saliva against her face which was red in fright. ” Did he want to fuck in front of the three or four customers who didn’t care to look at their direction?” She wondered in fear.
” Hear? We use a room.” She stuttered and which she had not given Renee so much assurance of payment.
” And who haven’t seen a dick in this hall before. Here of course he said and landed a slap on her face. She didn’t even see it coming. It just happened to her. The pain, the questions, the brutality and the stars were all encircled in her head as he bent to the floor, raised her limp body like an unfilled sack of flour, placed her on his shoulder, till her face was rubbing over his lower back and her legs were hung by his Belly. He headed her straight to a dark Corridor and she couldn’t even shout as her consciousness was a thing she wasn’t yet in hold of due to life threatening slap to the face. No customer cared to look. To them it was business as usual. It was what she was paid for.