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“Go where, darlin? There’s nothing around here for over a mile in any direction.”
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“Clarify something for me. Are you a club because you have really nice bikes and like to hang out and drink beer on occasion, or are you like outlaws or something”
Saner that’s clubs business, it’s none of yours”
“Right.” I couldn’t seem to stop swallowing convulsively. “Just point me in the direction of the closest place I can make a phone call and I’ll get out of your hair.”
About twenty–five yards in front of you
“You don’t understand. I whispered “can’t go in there.”
“Why the hell not
“Because my dad’s the freakin‘ chief of police,” I snapped, before realizing I’d just spouted off something that could get me killed or kidnapped in a heartbeat, depending on whose hands that information was in
“You’re shittin‘ me
1 shook my head. “I wish I was.”
“Well fuck me.
“No thank you,” I quipped. Retorts were my specialty, especially when I was nervous.
He cocked his head. “You wouldn’t be disappointed, babe,”
I pressed my lips into a thin line, willing my mouth to stay shut
Booker chuckled. “The shop’s clean, sweetheart. Totally legit, although, probably better I take you home than you have your daddy pick you up.”
you care who my best friend is 1 took a deep
“It would be my brother, actually or Kimmie. Kirn’s my best friend. Not that yo breath, rambling was not a good option right now
He smiled again. God, he had a nice smile. Of course, it was the panty–dropping kind, but for now, I wouldn’t react…my undies must stay firmly in place. “There’s only six of us here right now, so we’ll get your car into the lot, get your info, and I’ll take you home.”
I swallowed. “I should call my brother.”
Then we’ll get your car into the lot and you can call your brothe
I nodded and let him lead me through a large parking lot surrounded by eight–foot high fencing complete with barbed–wire on top. I followed him into the warmth of a sparse but clean waiting area. It looked like the waiting room in my load all change place, which for whatever reason surprised me. I’m not sure what I was expecting. Maybe centerfolds from Playboy circa 1981 plastered on the walls!
“Phone’s on the counter.” Booker said. “Dial nine for an outside tine.”
I nodded and picked up the phone, dialing as he opened a door and yelled, “Mack! Need you in the front
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“Hello?” Kim answered, sounding confused.
“Kimmie, hey it’s me.” I whispered,
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“Ohmigod, Dani!” I could hear the souls of the restaurant she worked at in the background. “I was worried sick. I take it your cell phone died again?”
e right and could see Booker talking with someone across the room out of earshot. “It’s officially dead.
“Yeah” I glanced to my 1 dead”
“Where are you calling me from?” she asked.
“Um, some wrecking place I managed to break down in front of
“course you did,” Kimmie said with a chuckle. “Did you call
“Um, I can’t.”
“How come!”
“The shop is owned by a motorcycle club,” I whispered, and glanced at the door again to make sure Booker wasn’t listening.
“So?” she whispered back.
“Hello. I’ve seen that Sam Crow show they’re not entirely above boardTM
Kim burst out laughing, the tell–tale snort indicating she was unable to control her mirth.
“Kimmic,” I snapped
“Ohmigod, Dani, you are precious. Truly,” she said, and laughed again.
“Oh, shut up,” I ground out. “You know if I call Elliot, he’ll get all
“Dani? Keys, babe,” Booker demanded.
I jumped a line because I hadn’t seen him walk back over to me, Um, hold on a sec,” I said to Kim, and rummaged in my purse. Winding the car key from the rest of my keys, I handed it to him, and he nodded then left me again. “Okay, I’m back,”
“Who was that?” Kim asked.
“One of the men who works here.”
“Um, he knew your name and he called you babe,” she pointed out. “I’m thinking you’re being purposely obtuse.”
“His name’s Booker,” I said.
“He sounds delicious.”
-Mch.” I lied
*Call Elliot, Dani. Or I can come get you when I get off in an hou
“No.” I said with a sigh. “I’ll call HI”
“Good. Borrow his phone and call me when you get home, okay? I’ve gotta grab nty orders.”
“I will.” I was midway through dialing my brother when Booker returned, so I hung up and forced a smile.
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“You call your brother or friend or whoever?” he asked.
“Kim, Yes. She’s still at work. I was just about
to call my
brother
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-Why don’t you do that and then you can give me some information while we wait for him.”
мине
- me. I broke down in Portland and was wondering I nodded and picked up the phone again. I got his voicemail. “Hey Ell, if you could come get me in at…” I glanced up at Booker for asustance, and he handed me a card. I rattled off the address and phone number of Big Finie’s Wreck ‘n‘ Tow, and then hung up again. “Voicemail”
“Picked up on that, babe,” he said.
My cheeks heated. “Right”
Booker steppeil behind the counter and handed me a piece of paper with Big Ernie’s logo on it. “Write down your address and phone number and I’ll call you when we know what’s wrong with your car
“Are you planning to wreck it?”
He smiled and shook his head. “We’ll tow it over to the auto reper shop and fix it there
“One of the other businesses, I presume?”
I nodded. “I won’t be able to answer, but you can leave a message and I’ll call you with a good number
He nodded and I scribbled down my information. I couldn’t imagine what the repairs on m kindergarten teacher, I could pretty much guarantee they’d be out of my budget. I jumped aga was seriously wound up with nerves that only a bottle of merlot was going to come close to calming.
“Big Ernie’s,” Booker said, and then smiled at me. “Yeah, she’s here.”
He handed me the phone. “Hello?” I said.
“How the hell did you end up at a scrap yard in Arbor Lodge?” Eliot demanded.
I watched distractedly as Booker and three other men walked oude and toward where I left my car.
“No clue.” I admitted. “I was in the Pearl and thought I was going toward Vancouver, but I guess not.”
“For someone so smart, your sense of direction is pathetic.”
Yes, I’m well aware,” I grumbled.
“Where’s your phone?” he asked.
“Dead.” I sighed. “Like as in dead, dead”
“I’m buying you a new one.
“You don’t need to do that,” I argued. for the umpteenth time.
“I know, sis, but your stubbornness is starting to mess with my schedule,” he said.
I smiled. I loved my brother, even when he was annoying “Starting to?”
He chuckled. “Im in the middle of something; can you hung out for a while?”
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“No, it’s fine. I’ll grab a cal
Which will cost you the same as a phone,” he said.”
“Point takeri big brother.” I wrinkled my nose. “I greatly thank you for your astute observation”
“Grab a cab to the station and Fill drive you home from there.”
“No, it’s fine. I’ll heal home.”
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“Elliot,” I municked, and smiled. “Seriously. It’s all good. I promised I’d call you and I called you I might work with five- year–olds, but I’m not one, so don’t worry.”
“Oh, you’re funny. Are you sure you’re okay?”
Yes, Tim line. Swing by later if you want. I’m just going home. I love to be at work early tomorrow, so it’ll be an early night
for me.
How about I grab you a burner and then I’ll order you a decent phone later.”
“Thanks, Ell 11l pay you back.” I said,
“We can argue
about that later. I have to go.
“Okay, bye, Thung up and slipped behind the desk in search of phonebook.
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