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an entrepreneur and single gave him no time for his personal life. He knew if he was married with a supportive wife, he would be able to accomplish a lot more networking with old friends and acquaintances, but he knew with the crowds he went around most women regarded him as their ticket to never working another day in their life and he didn’t want that.
    He needed a woman in his life that would continue to do what she did if it made her happy or given the opportunity: find out what she loved to do and have a goal.
    Caring genuinely only about his sister and mother, Thaddeus saw no need except one to bring a woman in his life at this time. With his business thriving and being extra business keeping the business where it was, Thaddeus really couldn’t even focus on his sexual needs. Plus he found dealing with women and their drama; the comfort of this hand was better.
    Even Heather could be quite difficult in her temperament. She was spoiled and selfish since another father raised her and not their own. Their father left their mother when Heather was four, but Henry Newman was a nice caring man. An encouraging man that had raised Anne Pitman’s children like his own since he had none.
    Anne and Henry lived in Florida now and his mother called him every once in a while to keep in touch. Heather stayed in Detroit because of her husband’s job at the new casino. She tried many times to get cash from her only brother, but Thaddeus tried not to let his sibling get to him. There was only so much one could do to help family, but he was not willing to go broke supporting grown people.
    Sitting down on the comfortable, leather couch, he reached into his blazer pocket and pulled out the yellow card that the woman dropped when the she had gotten out the car. He’d never needed transcription service and why he wanted it all of a sudden was a mystery to him. Trisha took care of everything so why should he be so interested? Yet when he told Trisha about inquiring of a transcription service she seemed rather agreeable.
    The buzzer sounded for him to answer the door. A skinny young man stood in the hallway with a cigarette hanging on his bottom lip. “I’m Pooh. You Tad?”
    Pooh was a dark brown, skinny, pimply-faced, young man with a row of brown teeth at the bottom of his mouth. He couldn’t have been more than his middle twenties with a nasally voice and stood an average five foot nine in dire need of a bottle of lotion on his hands.
    Thaddeus frowned at the Ebonic talking man, but knew this was his contact and would have to put up with the ignorant, young man. “Come in. Would you like something to drink?”
    “Hell yeah! Oh man, this is fly!” Pooh began to look around uninvited throughout the apartment to do so.
    Thaddeus said nothing, but watched him with his peripheral vision.
    “Oh hell yeah!” Pooh shouted again when he entered the bedroom.
    Thaddeus smiled because he had thought the same thing and he was positive Craig had something to do with the setup of the exceedingly expensive, seductive bedroom. The bed had to be a double king size from its enormity and the black furnishing added just slight masculine touches around the room. He brought the man a gin and tonic.
    “This place will be the tops on my list for my next place. I didn’t know the River Place had it like this.”
    There was no way in hell Pooh’s broke ass could afford something like the River Place that charged no less that over two thousand a month minimum, but Thaddeus kept that remark to himself.
    “So what does Fats say?” Thaddeus asked.
    “He says he wants to meet you. You gotta go to the Network Wednesday morning at seven. He’ll be there. That ain’t one of his places, but he’s got contacts that frequent there and help him get business done.”
    “What about the girl?”
    “I ain’t seen no one, because Fats don’t want to do nothing until he meets wit’you.”
    Thaddeus really didn’t want to do something like that and he