Market of Thieves
Character Description
Money is a pimp in Old Neon working for an underboss named Felicity. He has a way with words and an obsession with one of his top escorts named Destiny. He is always trying to find new ways to improve his illegal enterprise and recruit more women on the team.
Money: Is there ever enough for these fiends that a hustler like myself just can’t keep up with the supply. Dam I love the night. I’m telling you it’s non-stop. There is more than enough to go around. Can’t you smell the money to be made in the air? Imagine I threw a stack up in the air, in the middle of the street… Right now. They would be like flies on shit.
Tell Cheeko to round up some more girls from the east side and bring them to El Cortez around 8 pm. I wanna hit em right after they get their bellies full and before they hit the tables to blow their kid’s tuitions. The earlier we start the more beneficial it will be for our pockets. I wanna see numbers by 11 and send Destiny uptown, they a high-end client that requested her.
No motherfucker I haven’t seen her… That’s your motherfuckin job! Shit.
The Neon City is like a washing machine cycle. Rinse, wash and repeat. And some just keep coming back to my laundry mat. Who woulda thought pimping would be this easy. Fuck it only took one and then we tricked out her friend… And then two led to four and four led to more and more led to me opening up Eazys Laundry Mat because daddy was being ironic.
I never took for granted an opportunity when it showed her face. Her true colors. Spoil them with lace and champagne. Name brand purses and cocaine. A closet full of shoes. Material keepin them satisfied. It’s a mentality, everyone loves money, it can’t be denied. No different than being married to some bread winnin husband, but with more freedom. I like to think.
But of course, I gotta pay the piper for my pimpin operation. That’s what happens when you get too big for your britches. The man finds out and wants his cut. I don’t sweat the small stuff baby… Fuck it. Old Neon is big enough for all of us to make money. Not no shortage of suckers in this motherfucker. Everyone has to pay rent one way or another.
This bitch Felicity. They call her the King of Hearts. She runs old Neon see. And one day she’s gonna fuck up with the one she pays rent to and I’m just gonna slide right in. Patience is a virtue. The best come to those that wait or some shit like that. Dam I love the night!
Can you feel it… Standing on the corner of 4th and Fremont. Just watching the money go up and down the street. Everyone looking for some action and satisfaction. Felicity, that cold-blooded chunky bitch doesn’t see the potential of this part of town. Her calculations are off. I could triple her earn. She’s always complaining about her boss uptown on the strip or how everyone is out to get her. Wasted energy. Hot air and always takin it out on me until I send her one of my girls to calm her nerves. Bitches be crazy man.
Excuse me… I gotta take this call.
Yeah… Whatya mean you can’t find her? She’s my bottom bitch! You got one job to do and that’s keepin an eye out for her man… Don’t give me that shit. That’s 3 grand coming out of your pocket if she’s not found. Well.. keep calling her until she picks up and if you can’t find her send Liberty to him at a discount. That hoe knows what to do. We can’t lose major clients because we don’t know how to babysit properly. Call me when you find her or get ghost.
Shit. This bitch Destiny is hard to contain. More and more she is becoming a problem to the positive energy of my operation. I hate being a reprimanding parent to one of my best girls, but she is close to an ass beating. Hold on…
I never forget the day I met her at the club. She was with some wanna be coke dealer having a miserable time… Probably cuz her man looked like he snorted his whole supply up his nose that night. Anyways she was stunning. At first, I just wanted to fuck her, but she had a sense about her like she wanted revenge, so with my charm and her being unhappy.. conversation lead to her working for me. Well, to be honest, I was working for her at first.. Just looking out for her as she fucked her way up and down the strip. Then she introduced me to her friend Liberty and she wanted to make money like Destiny. And so it began.
Girls just gravitate to me man. I’m like a knight shining in gold armor or something. HAHA! But seriously Destiny has been on point up until recently. Something is up with her man. I’m telling you. Hold on G.
It’s my dude calling me back.
Yo… What did I just tell you… Oh ok. Where has the little princess been? Ok. Send her uptown to the client and don’t lose track of her you got me… And after she gets done. I want to see her asap. Oh and bring that snake skinned belt of yours.
