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Wahida Clark

Wahida Clark was born and raised in Trenton, New Jersey. She decided to start writing fiction while incarcerated at a women's federal camp in Lexington, KY. Wahida’s writing style is gritty and realistic. When you read her novels you are convinced of one of three things: that you are inside the book, you know the characters, or you just have to meet them! Her first novel, Thugs And The Women Who Love Them and the sequel, Every Thug Needs A Lady appeared on the Essence Best Sellers List.

The Golden Hustla

Houser jumped from his chair, stood in the hallway in front of his office, and said, "Murder, Ms. Coles. If you don't get back in here, you're going down for murder."

Nina spun around and practically ran to get in Houser's face. "Murder? You wannabe FBI agent! I ain't got nothing to do with no murder. You people have really lost your minds! Find someone else to mess with," she said through clenched teeth.

"Ms. Coles, your client Bob Tokowsky died. Dropped dead of a heart attack, while you were trying to scan him with your 'millions' in gold coins." Houser motioned with two fingers from each hand to emphasize the quote-unquote "millions." "That's right, we know all about the scamming and scheming of WMM. W eknow your boss Rinaldo Haywood, aka Brian Stout, aka Tommy Green, aka John Bennett. We know about his office in the Florida Keys run by his cohorts, Brandon Ingram and Charlie Adams. We know your phone name is Alexis Greenspan. Very catchy. We--"

"Hold up. I don't care what you know. I'm a sales associate. A good one at that. I sell to business owners. If the client decides to patronize our firm and at the same time gamble at a chance of getting a bunch of gold coins, so what? That's not illegal! This is America!" Nina ranted as she turned to walk out.

"Nina, Alexis or Kelly, whatever character you’re in right now," Houser chuckled, "this is your only chance to help yourself. You know what’s going on over there is against the law. All I have to do is say the word and the Feds will be all over that place. Not only will you go down for money laundering, conspiracy and wire fraud, you also have a murder hanging over your head."

Parker finally decided to put his two cents in. "Look Ms. Coles. He's right, the company is going down whether you help yourself or not. If I was--"

"Look," Nina sighed as she stepped back into the office, shutting the door to emphasize her point. "If y’all really had something than you wouldn’t need me." She snatched open the door and then slammed it shut behind her. "Pigs!" she yelled out. "Ain't nothin’ snitch about Nina Coles."