Page 44 of The Con Artist


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“Thank you. But what about the phone I already have?”

“This one is special. The only number you can dial is mine.” He smirked.

“Well, aren’t you just a gem, wanting to keep me all to yourself.” I smirked back.

“I don’t trust you, Kate. You know that. You’re only going to have it until our time is up. After that, you can have your other phone back.”

“I don’t need it anyway. It was only for Samuel. I always get rid of my phones after my job is done.”

His eyebrow raised in dismay.

“I see.”

“In fact, it’s fine that I can only call you because who else do I have to call?” I looked away from him as I picked up my phone.

“Your father?”

I gave him a small smile as I got up from my chair.

“I would love to call him, but I can’t.”

“Why?”

“Because he’s doing time at Rikers Island.” I walked away and up to my room.

As I was in the closet picking out an outfit to wear, I heard a light knock on the door.

“Come in.”

“Your father is in prison?” Gabriel asked.

“Yes,” I replied as I thumbed through my clothes.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe I was too embarrassed.”

“So what made you tell me now?” He took a couple of steps closer.

“Why not? I mean, we’re in this so-called thirty-day relationship. You might as well know about my family. Anyway, don’t you have to get to the office?”

He stood and stared at me for a moment with a perplexed look in his eyes.

“Yeah, I do. Enjoy your day out. I’ll see you tonight. Maybe we’ll go out.”

“Really?” I smiled. “Where?”

“Caleb and his band are playing at the Bowery. I thought maybe we could go watch him.”

“I’d like that.”

“Okay, I’ll let him know we’ll be there.” He smiled. “And by the way, we’ll talk more about your father later.”

“Gabriel?”

“Yes?” He turned and looked at me before walking out the door.

“I need my purse and my wallet back if I’m going out.”

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