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Chances are I am. It’s just the prickling sensation that rushes through me I don’t like.
The guy looks like rough stuff though in his leather jacket and sharp buzz cut. From this distance I also make out a knife scar on his neck. He disappears around the corner by the alley.
I’m inclined to think I’m being silly but the scatter of nerves fills me with apprehension. Maybe I’m too comfortable. I relaxed too soon or something. Hector’s been getting his payments, but I know he wants us to fail. He’s sick and twisted that way.
Shaking my head free of the thought I jump in my car and head home to get dressed.
It’s stupid of me to create more things to worry about, especially when I have a handle on the problems. I have a massive handle on the situation and I won’t lose touch.
Things are going to get better. They will. They are and I … well. I’m fascinated by Nick, even though I shouldn’t be.
It’s a messed up situation that doesn’t make sense. Somehow though I don’t want it to.
I get back home and I’m glad to find I’m alone.
It gives me a chance to truly take my time and get ready. I have a nice long bath and do my hair and makeup in a way I haven’t in a while. It’s not the way I get ready at the club. Tonight I use my curling wand in my hair and really go all out for my date.
Dad sees me before I leave and does a double take. Beth gasps and brings her hands up to her little cheeks.
They’re watching a movie. I smile when I see it’s the last Harry Potter film.
I figured I’d come and say goodbye before I left.
“You guys okay?” I ask.
“We’re okay.” Dad stands and his eyes hold a sheen of pride that reaches out to me. “You look beautiful.”
“Thank you.” I nod.
“Beautiful? You look more than beautiful,” Beth bubbles rushing up to me. Her little blond ponytail bobbles as she bounces.
“Thank you. Both of you. I’m going on a date.”
Dad looks like he wants to ask me more but holds back.
“Be careful, and have fun.” His lips arch into a warm fatherly smile.
“I will, do you guys need anything before I go?”
He shakes his head and holds my gaze.
He wears the same expression he has been since life took its’ turn for the worse for us. It’s one of remorse.
I know he helped Carter and that’s what irks me. I would hug him normally but I don’t. I hold back. Sometimes you need to let people know when things are not okay. If you keep facilitating the situation like I have nothing will change.
I haven’t even told him about Barkers. It can wait.
All of it can wait, because I don’t want my good news to be taken to mean that there’s more room for freedom in helping Carter.
He looks hurt as I turn to leave.
I decide to push it all out of my mind.
Tonight I don’t want to think about it.
* * *
I getto The Bouglaise at eight on the mark and the concierge greets me.
