“Think?”
“Yup, yeah.” I tipped my head to the side and grimaced. “I’m busy tonight. I’m sure you can find someone else to have dinner with.” With a face like Creed’s, I’m sure he wasn’t ever wanting for company.
Fifteen minutes ago, I would have jumped at the chance to spend more time with Creed, but now that I knew he knew who I was before he met me, I wasn’t into jumping anymore.
“I can tell you’re upset I didn’t tell you who I was last time, Jada. Let me try to make it up to you.”
“I don’t think you can do that.” Partly because I didn’t know how he could make it up to me.
The bell above the door dinged, and it jolted me.
“I don’t care what you do; just get me any and all information you can about the Banachis.”
Candace’s words played through my mind.
I hadn’t told her anything because I couldn’t get any information.
Creed could be my way in to get Candace off my back.
I didn’t want to help Candace, but with her threat of visiting Larson House, I didn’t have much choice.
“At least let me try. Dinner tonight?” he asked again.
I paused for a second, knowing I didn’t have any other choice. “Fine, dinner,” I conceded. “But you’re only going to get one chance, Creed. You better make it a good one.”
A smile spread across his lips. “Tonight?”
I nodded.
He pulled out his phone. “What’s your number?”
I rattled off my number.
“Does seven work for you?”
I preferred to eat earlier, but I knew I would look like an old lady if I said I ate at five-thirty most nights. “Yes. Uh, text me where you would like to meet?”
He shook his head. “No. I’ll send a car for you.”
The mafia man would send a car for me. How fitting. “Oh, uh, okay. Do you need my address?”
He shook his head. His phone rang in his hand, and he scowled at it. “I know where you live. I need to take this. Let Murphy know I had to take off, yes?”
I nodded.
“I’ll see you tonight, Jada.” He connected the call with a quick nod to me and breezed out of the store.
I struggled to wrap my head around what had happened in the past ten minutes.
Shock.
Surprise.
Shock again.
Anger.
Fear.