The Devil Wore A Brown Suit

Chapter 32: Part Two Queen Of Hell

Mayhem and Tiffany arrive at Mrs. Bee’s Bed and Breakfast in the Marigny part of town.

“This is so cool,” Tiffany says as she gets out of the car. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“We aren’t here to site see Tiff. We have shit to do.” Mayhem says as he exits the vehicle and grabs

two bags from behind his seat.

Mrs. Bee comes out of the narrow side door. “Hey loves.” She says as she tries to get to them without

causing too much of a commotion.

Mrs. Bee was getting on up in her years. She still ran a tight ship, and she loved her little B & B. Her

son-in-law ran the bar. She loved it when Sam was in charge of it. She guessed Ernie was okay. He

was good to her daughter, and he seemed to love the bar.

The B & B had a small staff, and she liked it that way. She did not want a bunch of people running

around trying to tell her how to run the place. She wanted things done her way, and her way was final.

Mrs. Bee was a New Orleans staple she could be seen riding her bicycle almost every day. She loved

the tourists, and the tourist loved her. There were better places to stay and better bars to visit, but you

wouldn’t get taken care of better anywhere else. She knew exactly how to take care of every visitor to

her little B & B.

“Mayhem, I just heard from JJ.” Mrs. Bee told them. “They are on their way with Camilla Dawn, Key,

and both babies. I have y’all rooms ready. I’ve already told everyone they better not be too loud around

the rooms for the babies. I will throw their ass out.”

She meant every word she spoke. She loved this place, but she did not have a love for money. She

could lose a night's rent if they didn’t follow her rules, and it would not bother her one bit.

“Thanks. Mrs. Bee. Have you met Tiff?” Mayhem says.

“Yes, I believe I did back at the bar. Y’all come on and get your keys. Angie is up here at the desk. Let

me see if I can light a fire under her ass and get your keys.” Mrs. Bee says.

“I bet you can, Mrs. Bee,” Tiffany says.

They followed Mrs. Bee back through the narrow doorway into the lobby. Mrs. Bee had to turn

sideways to get in the narrow door.

“Ridiculous. I should’ve knocked this damn door out years ago.” Bee mumbles. The two laugh at her

and follow her on into the lobby.

“Angie, you got their keys ready?” she asks a petite girl with curly blonde hair.

“Yes, I have all the keys ready. I am ready. And I did every single thing you asked me to do, Bee.” She

replies.

Mrs. Bee gives her a pat on the head like you would a dog that’s been a good boy. “Good,” she says.

Angie gets the keys for Mayhem and Tiff.

“Follow me, guys. I will show you around.” Angie tells them.

“Don’t get lost and don’t be smoking in the guest area.” Mrs. Bee says.

“Yes, Bee,” Angie tells her and motions for Mayhem and Tiff to follow her.

“I assume you two are not sharing a room. I put you beside each other and close to the bar. Just come

out of your room and take the alley. You can walk around back to the front and be at the bar.” Angie

tells them.

She walks them down hands each of them a key to their rooms. “Try not to get too drunk before the

rest of your party arrives.” She says and walks away.

Angie knew something special was going on. She had been with Bee for many years. Whenever

Bee puts up this kind of fuss there is something serious happening. She knew to be on alert and watch

for anything unusual.

The others were not far behind. They would be in the city within the hour. Sam was nervous. Things

were just too quiet. Either Daniel didn’t care or he knew where they were going. JJ had called Mrs. Bee

from a gas station in Mississippi. She told him they were ready and waiting for them. JJ knew they

would make it to New Orleans, but he was not sure what would happen once they all got there.

Key wanted to find Brooke and Sunnie. Mayhem wanted to find his kids and Sam wanted to get

Perdition back on their side. There was just too much going on in the city for JJ’s comfort.

“How in the hell are we going to do all this?” JJ asks Sam.

“I haven’t figured it out yet, but I bet Mrs. Bee has and my money is on her,” Sam says. “I can agree

with that Sam.” JJ laughs.

The girls and the babies were fast asleep in the back. Camilla still looked frail. Sam worried about her.

He hoped Mrs. Bee could take care of Camilla Dawn. She was a lucky girl there were so many people

willing to help despite her past, everyone loved her.

Tiffany and Mayhem got settled into their rooms. Mayhem knew everyone would be there soon. He

wanted to slip off and look around. See if he saw many familiar faces in the streets. He knew Perdition

would stay close to Canal and Bourbon street so he felt safe walking around on Rampart or Marigny.

They were close to the spiritual temple, and he wanted to go by and pick up a few things.

As he walked out of her room Tiffany was at his door. “You are not going without me.” She said.

“Wow. You look amazing.” Mayhem said. They both head down the hall and slip into the alley and back

to the front of the building. “You want to see where Sam got the idea for his bar?” Mayhem asks her.

“Hell yes!” she replied.

“Follow me.” He says.