Pretty: Her Mission

By Netta B.

DaMina is back and with vengeance how long will it take her to come face to face with her last piece of sweet revenge, whos sending threatening messages and will true love find its way back to Mina's cold heart?

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: May 6, 2018
• ISBN: 9780986299551

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Chapter 1

Mina stood in front of the mirror admiring her womanly figure and presence. Baby the D is not ready for ya sexy ass at all! She thought as she posed like it was a photo shoot. You know you posing when your body feel awkward and uncomfortable, she laughed at herself being twisted up to accentuate her curves. Mina was in the D it had been so long since she had stomped on some Detroit dirt and she was looking forward to it. She walked over to the window and looked out over the big body of water and lights taking in the boarder of Canada. Mina had never been to Canada she figured she may have to take a trip do a little sightseeing hear their slight accents. Mina wondered what the men were like over there. Drake the child actor turned rapper was from Canada he was a hustler she shrugged. Mina began picturing a sea of wimpy melodramatic men walking around behind women looking all pitiful talking about their feelings then laughed at the picture she formed in her head. Men chasing women and expressing themselves yeah right this wasn’t the old days this was new age fucked up shit. 

Prolly won’t ever find another Javon or DeVontae that’s for damn sure. Mina plopped her body down on the fluffy soft spread that laid across the top of her queen size bed in her quaint lil hotel room, her own personal touch. She pulled her feet on the bed while lying on her back looking up at the ceiling with her hands to her side. She drifted into thought of her first love Von. Javon Brown she missed him every single day. There absolutely wasn’t a day she didn’t think about the person who believed in her and paved a way for her to do what she planned. He helped her to accomplish goals as a young teen and master her skill on a regular basis until she defeated her own personal demons. 

He didn’t frown at her or peg her to be crazy because she wanted revenge. He wanted her to be happy to be comfortable and most importantly he wanted to be a part of it grow with her and be a shoulder. So Mina only felt it was right to get revenge for him when his life was taken before it even got a chance to start. It was her promise and her right to kill the man who was selfish enough to think his life wasn’t as equally important. Mina shifted on the bed thinking of the man that actually loved and believed in her as a person before his girlfriend, he wasn’t selfish.  Mina grabbed her stomach balling into a fetal position thinking of that void she had of love after he was taken from her.

She thought about how good love felt then her thoughts turned to her later lover Tae DeVontae Jones. Tae’s sexy milk chocolate ass was a B.O.B look alike from the smile to the eggplant. Only if he could have just let life and death take its course, but no he had to act as Detective Colombo Junior.  How was she supposed to know A.P. or Antonio Preston Javon’s killer was DeVontae’s longtime childhood friend? How was she supposed to know he would go searching for answers, answers that he really didn’t want to know to begin with? An answer that would get him killed. She was happy she didn’t have his blood on her hands but sad he died with the intent to shed hers. Was love really that easy to lose to let go? She really loved him but lately she really questioned the love he had so often professed for her. A tear began to form in Mina’s eyes but she quickly grabbed a tissue and caught it.

Not today girl not right now you got to focus. You got shit to do boyfriends come and go side niggas stay forever. I’ll just plan a trip to Atlanta go see my Boo Thing and get the release I need. Mina looked in her compact mirror checking her make-up then took a sip of the cognac she had been working on for the last couple of hours. She was a mess and was not felling like herself right now she needed to pull it together get out her feelings and focus.

Looking around the room her eyes fell to the bottom of the bed grabbing the papers and decided to give it one last look before she headed out.

Patricia Dodson

Age: 33

Race: white

Height: 5‘7

Weight: 142

Address: 1845 Nome St.

Detroit, Mich. 36781

Employment: Ballet dancer, singer, entertainer

Hobbies: golf, swimming, skating, and arts

Interest: performance arts, history, entertainment, and fashion

Patricia Dodson is a ballet dancer lives alone has two kids who reside with their father. All family is Detroit bred natives as well as her. She has molest young girls and kills them she never been convicted of a crime. Subject believes her daughter was one of the targets victims because of some words that were exchanged at ballet class. She is said to have a sex addiction and OCD, but her rage and anger towards little girls are strictly jealousy acts afraid of being replaced. She hangs out at the diner red lips every other day.

Expiration date: 2 week from now THE SOONER THE BETTER

Completion call 8185555187 ext. 187

Stupid Ass Bitch!! She spat tossing the papers on the floor then thinking that’s something she would have to pick up and store before she left her room. Why the fuck do this broad feel like she got to compete with little ass kids? She’s the fucking star performer at sold out shows which brings in all kinds of money and recognition. Then she has a dance studio franchise she owns in two counties each in the states of Michigan, California, and Florida. Selfish Cracka!!

Mina wasn’t like her normal self the last couple events had made her feel a little down. She couldn’t have a girls night because all her girls Chrystal, Alana, and Khadijah were all back in Tampa. Couldn’t have the man she had planned on spending the rest of life with. Yet again for a second time the man in her life was dead. She was secretly thinking she had a curse over men she really loved. Talk about a Debbie Downer, she would have to find something that made her feel normal and this hunt this current case was the closest thing she knew to normalcy.

Even though this show that Mina was attending was business she hoped that it did her body and spirit some good. She needed something to uplift her out of the funk she was in. The way she was feeling lately she might just decide to walk on the stage to take Little Ms. Jealous out in front of everybody ending with a bow. She just didn’t give a fuck any more she was just angry. But if it was a good show something that touched her she would let tonight continue to be Patricia Dotson’s night she would let her have it and sulk in all the fame and fortune for one more night. It was all up to Patricia the little lady killer.

The bedroom phone brought Mina out of her thoughts making her jump not being use to the sound of a land line phone.

Hello?

Yes Ms. Rose your car has arrived downstairs.

Thank you I’ll be down any minute now.

Picking up her papers that she slung on the floor earlier and throwing them into the portable safe she carried around with her securing it in one of her MCM bags Mina slipped her feet into her nude red bottoms that set off her nude knee length pencil dress that had black lace design around it giving the appearance she wore a sheer black dress. She placed her gold Esso watch with a nude face on her left wrist and placed a fake wedding band on her finger and a black diamond necklace with 3 carat black stud earrings. Sprayed all her hotspots with Calvin Klein’s euphoria then walked through the mist to finish it off. She grabbed her black Yves Saint Laurent clutch making sure her tickets, room key and money were all present inside. Then grabbed her personalized NAA Guardian the pistol that Von gave her and slipped it in her personalized thigh highs with their matching garter belt she had made for herself that stayed secure inside her thigh. She smoothed her hands down and across her tight frame making sure it was concealed and would not move or poke her throughout the night. She grabbed her cashmere sweater just in case she couldn’t be too sure with the weather in Detroit and made her way downstairs to her ride.

Sitting in the back of her car for the evening Mina took in Detroit it was really a beautiful city and had a lot to offer. The potential to be back up and booming again was clearly apparent. Pulling up to her destination Mina instructed her driver to head to the parking garage where he could park and come in with her through the private outside entrance she would give him the extra ticket. She had Premiere Seating a suite was all ready for her to enjoy and a buffet was presented before the show began. She made a plate and engaged herself with light conversation with fellow show goers.

She knew someone up here had to know the performers personally that’s why she opt for one of the best seats in the house. Now it was her very own personal mission to find that close person and to get to know them and make them believe they absolutely love her and insist she meet the star of the show herself. Picking over the plate she made she watched and ear hustled any and everything around her. The ear hustling wasn’t too hard because people who think they are somebody but barely touching the star status talk just so everybody can hear them they almost always have an irrelevant point to prove. 

At eight o clock coming from behind, her antenna’s picked up a useful conversation now she just had to turn and make a visual. Turning to make sight of her new found informant, when she turned it was like she had been personally waiting for Mina to turn around and join the conversation. The lady stood tall and continued speaking making brief eye contact with Mina Yes I’ve known her since high school she is my cousin’s ex-wife. I haven’t been to one of her shows in over five years. So while I was in the city I decided I would stop and support her. I adore her kids they are so precious. One of her daughters is taking up dance and soon to perform for Julliard, very talented gene she has.

Mina sat her glass down dusted off her dress and made her way to a dispensary where she discarded her plate making sure to walk in the informant lady’s direction. Looking down she bumped into miss tell it all.

Oh my goodness, I apologize. Thank goodness I didn’t get anything on those shoes… those are cute. Mina said showing her she wasn’t really impressed because Giuseppe Zanotti those are always a safe choice although I’m really feeling that dress. She smiled admiring the dress she wore. Sorry to distract you from storytelling but since I already have could you please direct me to the restroom?

I’ll do you one better and escort you I have to freshen up anyway. She motioned for Mina to follow her while looking down at her shoes she probably had another pair she was debating on wearing tonight and now she knew it was a mistake not throwing them on instead. I’ll be right back ladies and gents she said smiling I’ve told the owners to fix this bathroom structure even though this is a great structure the bathrooms are almost hiding for one to find.

Mina laughed a little. I’m surprised they haven’t blocked you from calling yet.

Excuses me?

I’m sorry, don’t mind me I’m just nervous, why I really don’t know, I guess I’m just hoping I could meet Miss Patricia Dodson. She is amazing and hopefully one day if and when I ever have children she will be able to teach them something along the lines of motivation determination persistence and patience. I just came up here to visit family and heard she was performing and had to come see it. Maybe for a split second she could look and see me like really see me and maybe even smile as a way of saying thank you. You know what I mean? Mina was really pushing it tryna play the humble fan roll she didn’t want her to think she was nut case but wanted her to maybe take Mina under her wing act as a mentor. At least for a couple of days, white people loved charity cases feeling like the just changed a person’s whole life she thought.

Girl whatever I’m just happy you got me off that stage in there. People always want a story, so irritating. She rolled her eyes and took a breath like she just ran a mile then looked at Mina Honey everything that glitters isn’t gold. I’m Tasha Goldberger I’m an entertainment lawyer the stars are my business although Mrs. Dodson is not my client. Unfortunately she’s more like family. She looked at me with squint eyes. You want to meet her huh? Look since I like your style and the fact you can speak your mind. If you really want to meet her I’ll make it happen. We are all having an after party over at the Stripe Bar down in the Grand Circus Park Historic District after the show and you’ve just been put on my special guest list. Here is my card when you get to the door ask for me but I’m almost positive you’ll get in with no problems you fit the mold of my crowd. She said winking picking up her matching Giuseppe Zanotti Clutch Handbag from off the counter.

Thank you Mrs. Goldberger.

No problem…I sorry I didn’t catch your name…

I didn’t throw it, just kidding I’m Asia, Asia Braxton. Mina said smiling extending her hand out to shake.

Asia that’s a pretty name it fits you. Enjoy the show Miss Asia Braxton.

Mina made her way back to her seat finally able to relax and enjoy the scenery. Being that she now knew how she would become face to face or even within a comfortable distance to Mrs. Dodson. Mina sat back in her seat taking in the scenery it was beautiful the sea of red seats that were quickly filling up with excited show goers young to old. The walls, ceiling, and beautiful chandelier that hung in the very center of the theater room every detail she took in. Tasha was right when she said the structure was gorgeous the décor was a sight for sore eyes. This was her first time ever attending a ballet show she hated it had to be on business instead of with her girls or a significant other.

The music began to rumble the lights dimmed and a curtain dragged opened. There she was, out came Patricia the very first face dancer you seen and she was out here jealous of young girls and women. Mina grabbed her theater binoculars and followed her moves they were as swift as oil on a wet surface. She was beautiful in her movements as well the face. You could tell this was her love you seen the feeling and the emotion she wrapped around the music and the dance. You couldn’t help but feel it or feel her you understood her story you went through it with her.

The show was beautiful Mina laughed cried and fell back in love with the thought of love. After the show Mina decided Mrs. Dodson would live a couple hours longer. She did that! She put on a grand show. It was time to meet the mark and see if she could learn something about her wear a bouts tomorrow because that’s when she would be going home to meet her maker. There was no way she would do anything to Patricia tonight she deserved to turn up for one more night with her cast mates and whoever else.

But I was going to that party to show my face me showing my face could possibly make it a tad bit easier for the kill later to come. (Sorry guys I had to chime in.)

Chapter 2

Walking into the Stripe Bar the first person she made eye contact with was Tasha who waved her over in her direction. Mina smiled throwing up an enthused wave making her way through the crowd meeting with an embrace. Mina then followed Tasha and her crew to a set of stairs that had two big burly guys standing on each side of the stair case one opened the rope while the other opened the door that led up the stairs that had an extra security guard sitting on a stool. It was nice to see they were safe but it would have been a piece of cake if it were me alone Mina thought.  Tasha grabbed her hand leading her to the bar.

What’s your drink of choice you look like a margarita or long island type of girl?

Usually I am but tonight I’m going to go with a tonic and vodka with a splash of lemon not lime. Tasha threw up her eyebrows as to say excuse me.

I guess you can’t judge a book by its cover. she said reaching for her mojito that was just brought to the bar she took a sip then started talking. So your girl should be coming in anytime soon they said her car just pulled up outside. By time we receive our drinks and make our way over to that end over there she should be coming through that side door over there it’s closer to the sectioned off VIP VIP section. She stated rolling her eyes and air quoting.

This spot was live from the very minute of walking in, even the line outside had to be at least a quarter of a mile. Upstairs was a little more Mina’s speed because it was not so crowded. Mina couldn’t stand big crowds whenever she went out it was critical they had to inquire about tables ahead of time or not go inside at all if there