The Choir Director

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New York Times bestselling author Carl Weber takes readers back to church, where preaching isn't always enough, nothing goes better with the Word than a song—and it's time for some hard-earned lessons in love, brotherhood, and betrayal.

Bishop T.K. Wilson has done all he can to make First Jamaica Ministries a success. But with his last choir director getting caught in a scandal, attendance and cash flow are down. To fill the pews and collection plates, Bishop is counting on a ...

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Overview

New York Times bestselling author Carl Weber takes readers back to church, where preaching isn't always enough, nothing goes better with the Word than a song—and it's time for some hard-earned lessons in love, brotherhood, and betrayal.

Bishop T.K. Wilson has done all he can to make First Jamaica Ministries a success. But with his last choir director getting caught in a scandal, attendance and cash flow are down. To fill the pews and collection plates, Bishop is counting on a new choir director, the charismatic Aaron Mackie, to revive the church.

Aaron has been waiting his entire life to prove he has what it takes to be a big-time choir director. But his ways around women, past and present, could cost him more than his job.

Simone Wilcox is smart, sexy—and a highly respected church trustee. She's got her eye on the new choir director, with the intention of having a lot more on him, and no one is getting in her way.

First Lady Monique Wilson does and says what she wants, regardless of church politics. Despite her shortcomings and a past rumored to include a long list of men, she'll do just about anything to protect the Bishop.

You'd think the Bishop was being tested enough, with choir in-fighting, romantic jealousies, and personal vendettas. But a final piece of the puzzle has yet to be revealed: Someone has been robbing the church blind. Someone whose connection to the Bishop is far too close for comfort. . . .

Praise For The Church Series

Up To No Good

"This page-turning drama keeps readers in suspense until the very last page." —Upscale Magazine

The First Lady

"Weber gives us a front-row pew seat to all the action going down..." —Essence®

So You Call Yourself A Man

"A delightful and entertaining book." —Black Issues Book Review

The Preacher's Son

"Weber spins a lively, revelation-packed tale deepened by genuine emotion, convincing detail and smart dialogue." —Publishers Weekly

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Juicy scandals rock Bishop T.K. Wilson's First Jamaica Ministries Church in Queens, New York City, in Weber's latest church series eyebrow-raiser. Monique, Bishop's first lady, and her fellow megachurch members are shocked when Jackie Robinson Moss, their choir director, is revealed to be gay and a seducer of many "straight" churchgoers, causing a drop in church membership and cash-flow problems. Wilson recruits (blackmails?) Aaron Mackie, a hot, gifted Virginia choir director, to set things right. Aaron attracts the wild and crazy Simone Wilcox, self-obsessed chairwoman of the board of trustees running JamaicaMinistries who's been pilfering from the church's accounts along with aduplicitous deacon. Aaron, however, is more interested in Tia Gregory,the church's much nicer secretary/rape counselor. After a church member commits suicide, secrets are exposed that coulddestroy the church and various relationships as Weber (Up to No Good) successfully exploresthe multiple megaproblems challenging this church family and scores again with a lively mix of church politics and bedroom follies. (Feb.)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780758231857
  • Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corporation
  • Publication date: 1/1/2012
  • Pages: 336
  • Sales rank: 1,393,333
  • Product dimensions: 6.00 (w) x 8.90 (h) x 1.00 (d)

Meet the Author

Carl Weber
Carl Weber

Carl Weber is the New York Times and #1 Essencer bestselling author of Something on the Side, The First Lady, So You Call Yourself a Man, The Preacher's Son, Player Haters, Lookin' for Luv, Married Men, and Baby Momma Drama. He is also the Publisher and Editorial Director of Urban Books. He graduated from Virginia State University with a B.S. in accounting and has an MBA in marketing from the University of Virginia.

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The Choir Director


By CARL WEBER

DAFINA BOOKS

Copyright © 2011 Carl Weber
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-7582-3184-0


Chapter One

The Bishop

I stepped off the elevator and onto the third-floor oncology unit of Columbia Presbyterian Hospital, holding the hand of my wife, Monique. We were accompanied by my good friend of more than twenty years, Deacon Maxwell Frye. As we walked down the hall, I recognized the pungent odor of medical disinfectant. It didn't matter what hospital I visited; the smell was always the same, and it seemed to embed itself in my nostrils. I hated it because it always reminded me of the imminent deaths of the people in the rooms around me. Oh, I'd learned to tolerate it over the years, especially since visiting people in their last days was part of being the pastor of First Jamaica Ministries, but today's visit wasn't just to any old parishioner on his deathbed. No, today's visit was much closer to home and way more personal for me and Deacon Frye. We were here to see our very dear friend James Black, who was dying of lung cancer.

"T. K., Monique, get your behinds in here," James coughed out when he saw us standing in the entrance to his room. He hadn't seen Deacon Frye yet. Despite his condition, it was obvious he was glad to see us.

As we entered the room, Monique's grip tightened around my hand. I could tell she was struggling to conceal her shock at just how bad James looked. I had tried to prepare my wife before we arrived, but words couldn't describe how much he had deteriorated.

This was the first time Monique had seen him since he'd pled guilty to murder charges a little over a year ago. I still couldn't believe he'd willingly gone to jail for a crime he didn't commit, but I guess some parents will go to any lengths to protect their children. Can't say whether I would have done the same, but I was glad I had never been put into that position. He'd been given a twenty-year sentence, but I pulled some strings after a recent visit when I heard his prognosis, and he was released for medical reasons. Cancer had taken a vibrant, six-foot-tall, two-hundred-pound man and turned him into a talking skeleton. Even more unbelievable was the fact that his hair was completely white. He seemed to have aged twenty years in less than a year's time.

It didn't take my wife long to gather her composure. In a matter of seconds, she leaned in and wrapped her arms around James to give him a kiss on the cheek. She shot me a pointed look when she spotted a picture of his two grown children sitting on the night table beside his bed. Monique hated the idea that his daughter and son were both missing in action and hadn't come to see their father once since his arrest. I didn't fault her for feeling that way, but I knew a little more about the situation than she did. I'd made a promise to James not to share what I knew, even with her.

"James, I've got a surprise visitor for you." I gestured toward the door and watched as a grin broke out across James's face.

"Wait, don't tell me, T. K. You finally pulled it off. You got Holly Robinson-Peete to divorce her husband and become my personal nurse until the Lord takes me home."

"Holly Robinson? Have you lost your mind? Here you are supposedly on your deathbed and the woman you want to spend your last days with is Holly Robinson-Peete? You couldn't set the bar any higher than that? I mean, come on, James. If you're going to fantasize about a woman, you need to go all out and do it with a bang!" Maxwell joked as he appeared in the doorway. He and James had always been like that.

"Well, I'll be damned. Maxwell Frye, how the hell are you?" James smiled from ear to ear. "I'll be honest, brother. I didn't think I'd see you again in this lifetime. How long you back for?"

Deacon Frye had been in Iraq for almost five years. His company, Maxwell Enterprises, was a minority contractor for the government and was doing infrastructure work in Iraq. One of the stipulations in the contract was that he oversee things personally. He'd been back stateside only a few times briefly since.

Maxwell walked around to the far side of James's bed and gave him a hug. "I'm back for good. I was having some heart problems, and they had to fix me up with a pacemaker. Sorry I'm just getting around to seeing you, but I'm only now starting to get readjusted. Things have really changed around here." He glanced over at me and my wife. We had not been married when Maxwell left for Iraq. Like many other church members, Maxwell was surprised by my decision to marry Monique.

"Change ... don't I know it," James said. "It's good to see you, Maxwell. The Wilsons over there are gonna need your help keeping these church folks in line."

"Well, you know I'll do whatever I can, James."

"I know you will. I feel better about things already."

James turned to my wife as Maxwell took a seat in the chair on the other side of his bed. "So, Monique, how are you? You're looking good as ever." He looked at me and winked. "No offense, old friend, but your wife just gets finer and you just keep getting older."

"I know that's right," Maxwell added.

"None taken." I chuckled. "I think she looks pretty good myself. That's why I married her, remember? And as far as getting old, well, I'm like a bottle of wine: I get better with time."

"Mmph, you sure do, honey." Monique gave me a smile, then turned her attention back to James. "To answer your question, I'm doing fine. What about you? How you doing? You look good."

James laughed. "Girl, I swear, you have fit right into that first lady's role, haven't you?"

I watched my beautiful wife blush.

James spoke gently to her. "Now, I know I look like crap, so you don't have to lie to me, Mo." He sighed. "I know my best days are behind me. I made my peace with that a long time ago. I'm ready to die."

"Who said anything about you dying? You're probably going to outlive us all, you old coot." I was trying to break up the mood in a way only a true friend could do.

"If I do live that long, it's only to be a pain in your ass, T. K." he joked, forcing himself to sit up. My wife helped him by propping a pillow behind his neck. "But seriously, I'm tired and I'm ready to go home. I just hope the Lord's willing to let me in the door."

I hated to hear him say things like that, so I tried to offer him some encouragement. "I don't think you have to worry about that, James. I think you've sacrificed enough, don't you? The Lord—"

James shot me a glance that basically said, "Let's not go there."

I nodded my head out of respect for his condition and his feelings, but that didn't mean I had to like it. That man had sacrificed his entire life for the love of his family, and he had been willing to die in a jail cell because of it.

James quickly changed the subject. "So, Mo, how about him? He taking care of you the way he's supposed to?"

She reached out to take my hand as she answered. "I couldn't have asked for a better man. I couldn't have asked for a better life."

"That's what I like to hear." James nodded his approval. "Are those wenches in the church treating you all right? They're not trying to run over you, are they? 'Cause all you have to do is kick one of them in the ass and the rest will fall right in line," he said with a laugh.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. I've got them right where I want them." Monique and I had had a rocky start to our relationship, because certain members of the church—mostly female—thought her rumored past was too dicey for her to be considered a candidate for the role of first lady after my first wife died. She was strong, though, and had withstood the storm. Now she was well respected and loved by most church members. Even those who had been adamantly against our marriage knew enough to treat her cordially now and kept their opinions to themselves.

"Besides," she continued, "we have bigger problems than that at the church. With—" She stopped when I squeezed her hand, signaling for her to shut up, but it was too late. James's body might have been failing him, but his mind was still sharp as ever.

He sat up straight as a board, ignoring the pain. There were three things James loved most in this world: his two children and our church. He knew the ins and outs of church politics like nobody's business. He'd been both a deacon and a member of the board of trustees just as long as I'd been pastor, and we made quite a formidable team. But now, with him being sick, I didn't have the heart to tell him that what we had built together over the years was slowly crumbling.

"What's going on at the church, T. K.?" He was staring directly at me, and his eyes did not budge from my face.

"It's nothing, James, seriously. I can handle it." I glanced over at my wife, who was trying to apologize with her eyes. I loved her to death, but just this once I wished she had kept her big mouth shut.

When I turned back to James, he was still staring at me, waiting for an answer.

"What, do I look stupid? If it was nothing, you would have told me by now. Now spill it. I wanna know what's going on at my church."

My church. He was still claiming ownership in our church, even though most of our members had turned their backs on him when he was arrested for murder. If they only knew how selfless he really was.

He looked at Maxwell. "What do you know about this, Deacon Frye?"

"I've been trying to—"

I cut off Maxwell before he could put himself in a bad position. "He knows what I told him and nothing more."

"So tell me what you know, T. K.," James demanded.

I began to pace back and forth in front of his bed. "James, you've got other things to worry about. You don't need this nonsense. You need to concentrate on your health."

"Dammit, T. K., my health ain't worth a damn right now. Face it—I'm dying. The only thing I got left is that church. Now, are you going to tell me what's going on, or do I have to make some calls and find out myself?"

"Tell him, honey," Monique prodded. "You two have always worked well together. Maybe he can come up with an idea to help."

"Thank you, Mo," James said matter-of-factly.

I continued pacing for a short while before I finally sat down next to my wife and looked at my friend, ready to tell him the truth. "The church is in trouble financially. We're down about thirty-five percent in attendance and almost forty-two percent in revenue. The board's thinking about closing down the school next year if things don't get better, and that's just the beginning."

"What?" His body tensed up angrily. "I built that school. We had plenty of money put aside in the school fund before I went to prison."

"Priorities changed when you were arrested. The country went into recession. People aren't giving as much as they used to. The rates on our adjustable mortgages have reset much higher than anyone expected. I tried to keep things simple, but Simone Wilcox was voted chairwoman of the board of trustees, and last year she pushed to have money directed to the building of new senior housing. We've got a lot of working capital tied up in that project."

I could see James running the numbers through his head. He'd always been good with figures, which was why he'd been elected chairman of the board of trustees despite his reputation as a womanizer.

"You gotta be kidding me. We can't afford to be building at a time like this. What's that heifer Wilcox trying to do, bankrupt the church? Why the hell you let them elect that woman head of my board, I don't know. She's not her father, T. K. Simone Wilcox ain't out for anyone but herself. The woman's a diva with an agenda. Trust me, she's always got something up her sleeve."

"You of all people would know, James," Maxwell joked, taking a jab at the fact that James used to sleep with Simone.

"Don't get smart, Maxwell. That was a long time ago."

"Not to her," my wife commented. "But in her defense, James, she's got an MBA, and she runs one of the largest car dealerships in the area."

"Oh, give me a break. That's only because her daddy retired and didn't have any sons to leave it to. She could never have built a dealership like Wilcox Motors by herself. I bet you half her staff has already left. I'm surprised it's still standing." James shook his head. "I know she's your friend, Mo, but Simone's best asset is between her legs. I could tell you some stories."

"That's chauvinistic, James. You're just hating on her because she's a successful woman," Monique snapped.

"No, that's just realistic. There are plenty of women who could have done a good job as chairwoman. Simone's just not one of them."

"Like who?"

I glanced over at Maxwell, shaking my head. My wife had just opened up a can of worms she might not be able to close.

"Did you guys take Lisa Mae into consideration?"

Monique scrunched her face like there was a bad odor in the room at the mention of Lisa Mae, a one-time rival for my affection. "No, we did not consider that woman," Monique told him. She didn't know I knew it, but she'd secretly campaigned to make sure Lisa Mae never had a shot at the chairmanship. "However, Simone couldn't have been but so incompetent. Things were going pretty well until attendance dropped."

James was clearly frustrated by this news. "Answer me this: Why'd attendance drop? Something must have pissed everybody off. What, did Simone start charging a fee at the door for people to get in? People don't just stop going to church en masse."

"They do when the choir director's trying to sleep with their husbands and sons." Monique was trying to hold back a laugh. The situation definitely wasn't funny, but just like plenty of other people, my wife had a weakness for gossip.

James looked at me with a frown. "Oh Lord, it was Jackie, wasn't it?"

I nodded.

"Well, I guess he wasn't as harmless as you thought. I told you we needed to get rid of that SOB years ago, T. K."

Clearly, James had been much better than I at judging the truth. I'd wanted to dismiss it as rumors. James had always predicted Jackie would cause trouble, and he had been painfully correct.

"Yeah, you did." There was nothing I hated more than listening to one of James's I-told-you-so rants. "I just wish I had listened to you. That man's wife has got the whole congregation in an uproar."

"What's she doing?"

"She found his journal. Turns out all those rumors were true, and he recorded every sordid detail in that diary," I admitted. "She didn't waste any time spreading the news either. Over a third of the men in the choir found themselves in that journal in some capacity or another, and the other two-thirds were considered guilty by association."

I felt badly for Jackie's wife, and part of me could understand why she reacted the way she did. You can imagine how devastating the discovery must have been for her, and, well, misery does love company. Unfortunately, her coping method left me with a huge problem on my hands. Word spread quickly, and within two weeks, the entire choir disbanded, even though Jackie had already been fired and was no longer attending the church. My wife and I had been trying to put it back together to no avail. I never knew how hard a choir director's job was until then.

"Now we've got no choir," I said as I finished summing up the turmoil we'd been struggling with. "Now, I'm a heck of a preacher if I do say so myself, James, but nothing goes better with the Word than music. Our choir has always been a cornerstone of our church. Putting my ego aside, wasn't it you who once told me that half the people in the pews on Sunday were there to hear the choir and not me?"

He chuckled. "Yeah, I guess I did say that, didn't I?"

"Well, from where I'm sitting, you're sounding more and more like a prophet."

"Man, I can't believe something like this could take down the church," Maxwell added.

"Neither can I. Plus, when you add that to the financial troubles we're having, it's like the perfect storm. To be honest, I don't know what we're gonna do. We've got a huge balloon payment on one of the church's mortgages next year."

"You're right. Only thing that's gonna save us is getting people back in the church. What about Savannah Dickens? Maybe we can get her to help," he suggested. At one time, Savannah Dickens's voice could light a fire in the soul of even the greatest heathen. But like so many other things, that had changed too. She left the church to start a career singing pop music. It looked like she was going to make it, too, until she got hooked on drugs. She fell hard and she fell fast, and no one in the church had seen or heard from her since.

"Already thought of that, James, but it looks like Sister Savannah has lost her way to drugs. She's not even a member of our church anymore."

(Continues...)



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  • Posted February 17, 2011

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    Could not put it down.

    Easy Read and very entertaining. From the beginning you get caught up with the characters. You know who is doing wrong, but what surprises you the most is that everyone's got skeletons in their closet. He keeps you guessing til the end and even at the end you're still guessing.

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  • Posted August 19, 2010

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    i love Carl weber books

    He is a great writer he just came out with a book last year and 2 this year and next year book is already in the making. I have every book he has ever wrote and always looking to see what will he write next, its always one book after another and they are all good. Carl Weber and Zane are the only to authors books i enjoy reading the most, because they are always bringing out new books at a nonstop rate. How do they do it! His books are so good i don't see why they haven't recommend him to turn a few into a movie. His books are dramatic and you'll never think it would turn out so interesting,the plot is so amazing you don't want to stop reading and what i love the most is that he has recurring characters in his stories you can say big girls do cry was a sequel to something on the side, his characters always end in another books so read his books you will love them! Big girls do cry was the best book of all his books i read it twice!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 1, 2013

    Lynn630

    WOW!!! This book is absolutely worth reading! The characters are well developed and the story line so believeable. Carl Weber tells it like it is. If you like Kimberla Lawson Roby's The Rev. Curtis Black Series you will love The Choir Director

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 29, 2012

    Five stars!!!

    Five stars!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 16, 2012

    Absolutely, the best!!

    WOW!! Talk about being on an emotional rollercoaster! This book right here did all that and then some! I loved it all.....the storyline, the characters.......so many times I found myself pulling a "Florida Evans".......DAMN, DAMN, DAMN!! Read this......Carl Weber is an awesome writer!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 18, 2011

    A must read

    Extremely entertaining!!

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  • Posted May 10, 2011

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    WOW!

    Thus book along with 'the first lady' need to become movies. They were both two very good reads, with a lot of suspense.

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  • Posted February 10, 2011

    Page Turner 4 Real!

    Carl Weber has done an amazing job of bringing this story to us! It is full of twists and turns that will have you on the edge of your seat. I've read the previous books about First Jamaica Ministries and this is by far the best one. I anxiously read wanting to find out what happened next, but really not wanting the story to come to an end. I am definitely looking forward to another Aaron Mackie story!
    --EbonyReader4Life (Circle of Color Book Club)

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 8, 2014

    The choir director by Carl weber

    Awesome read exciting and full of surprises. Keep up the great work .....Mr Carl Weber is the stuff

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  • Posted February 23, 2014

    I really really really enjoyed this book. It was entertaining an

    I really really really enjoyed this book. It was entertaining and a quick ready!! Money the root to all evil!! I can't wait til part 2 comes out!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 20, 2012

    Holy is Thou

    FLESH AND BLOOD all who attends church are truly human there is no such person that don't allow their emotions to get in the way when someone misses with their love ones or busniess. Carl Weber brings that to life with Bishop Wilson and his wife

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 8, 2012

    Fantastic Read!

    Keeps you guessing and wanting more! Be careful, you wont be able to put it down!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 22, 2012

    Good book

    I could not put this book down.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 13, 2012

    A serious page turner

    This book is a must read, once you start all u will be saying is no she didnt or wow

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 5, 2012

    Annomous love carl weber

    This was a very good book and suspencefull love

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 3, 2012

    Loved it!

    Carl Weber has done it again. I couldn't put this book down. I recommend anything by Carl Weber.

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  • Posted February 17, 2012

    Good Book

    Wonderful follow up for the Church Series. Many twists and turns.

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  • Posted February 2, 2012

    The Choir DIrecton

    I recently started reading Carl Weber Books and I find them very fastinating.....I was waiting for his new book to be released so I started reading his back copies ..... as soon as I finish this book I will order his new release.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 1, 2012

    Juicy

    An enjoyable read, I have to read more from this author!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 31, 2011

    POWERFUL!!!

    I couldn't figure iut what was reakly going on at first; I thought that the book would mainly be abiut the choir director and his bedroom antics, but suprisingly there was a message to be heard, it was greed, envy; basically all off the seven deadly sins, but at the end it was truly about FAITH, and bekieving that god is in total control!

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