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When I made the decision to leave the company and come to Redleg, I knew I’d be able to make a difference for deserving people who couldn’t be helped by others.
I just never expected it to happen so soon.
Chapter16
The bitter reality
KLEIN
My hand freezes, gripping my condo’s front door handle as the opening notes of “Sweet Caroline” emit from the back pocket of my jeans.
No, I don’t have the ability to play Neil Diamond songs from my butt. Wouldn’t that be cool, though? I know some people who talk out of their asses, but I’ve never met one who could play the greats from the back door.
It’s my phone, blaring my sister’s ring tone.
“Thanks for returning my call, Caroline.”
I didn’t think she would get back to me before I had to leave to go to Mia’s, but thankfully, she did. Barely.
After work, I dropped by my place to get clean clothes to bring to my mother’s house later. Because no matter what happens after we find and hopefully save Violet Holt, I’m not staying at Mia’s house tonight.
I’m not.
I won’t.
Not a chance.
Nope.
Stepping away from the door, I return to the living room and plop onto the couch.
Sounding frazzled, she starts in with a rushed apology. “Sorry I missed you earlier. I had dinner on the stove boiling over and a sperm goblin trying to crawl up my leg while the other was waking up from her nap, screaming her lungs out like she was auditioning to be the lead singer of a death metal band.”
I snort laugh. “Sperm goblin?”
“You do know how babies are made, right?” she teases.
“Of course I do, you silly goose. You made me watch the movieStorksthe last time I visited you in Atlanta.”
“Well, I was just doing my part to contribute to your education.”
I check the clock, realizing I can no longer delay the inevitable. As much as I’d love to kick back and shoot the shit with my sister, I’m running late. And I can’t focus on an extraction op with this horrible decision hanging over my head. It wouldn’t be wise to be distracted when we go out to save the woman of unknown origin.
Still can’t believe I’m trusting Mia. I’m a glutton for punishment. Perhaps if I had more blood in my brain instead of in my dick, I could have made a better decision.
But alas, I did not.
Even my momentary post-nut clarity didn’t give me the wisdom to walk away from that redheaded she-devil.
“Listen, Caroline, I don’t have much time to talk, but we can’t drag out this decision any further.”
She retorts with apshsound. “Well, if that’s not the pot and the kettle. You’re the one who’s been dragging this out.”
“I know. I know. That’s not what I meant.” I press my eyes closed and grit my teeth to the point of pain. “I don’t want to make this decision. No matter what we do, it’s going to hurt her.”
And me.
But I’m the least of my concerns.
