Page 9 of Costume Party Crush
“Got it. Let me know when he gets in so we can knock out these site visits.”
“Can do!”
I headed back to my office and pulled up the research for the day. The first appointment would likely be straightforward. The housing development was only about fifty years old, and all the property boundaries had been well-documented. I was likely dealing with a new neighbor who thought they’d bought more than they did.
A few minutes later James knocked on the office door. “Hey boss, Jess said to check in?”
I looked up and smiled. “Ready for site visits today?”
He grinned. “Hell yeah. Get out there while the weather is still nice. Leave the research for nasty days.”
I chuckled and checked my gear. Then we piled into the company truck and headed out.
We were about halfway to the location when my phone started pinging with notifications.
“What’s with your phone firing off?” James asked.
I let out a single laugh. “My asshole friends decided to revamp my dating profile. Apparently that bumped my visibility in the system and it’s been going off since last night.”
“Got any dates lined up yet?”
I shook my head. “I looked at a few of the profiles, but none of them really called to me.”
“So you revamped your dating profile, to not go on dates when omegas reach out first?”
“I’m not looking for a hookup,” I replied. “I want a partner. All the profiles I saw indicated that they weren’t looking for anything long-term.”
“And you’re not up for a fast knot?”
“Nope.” I pulled onto a residential street that would take us to the client’s house. “Kinda grew out of that phase of my life. I want something that matters.”
“I get it, I guess.”
“Good. Now get ready. This is a residential job in an established neighborhood. Fifty-fifty chance that there will be a screamer.”
“Oh God, not one of those,” James groaned.
“We can hope that it’s for an addition or some kind of work, but…” I shrugged. “You know how it goes. They didn’t have any instructions for utility lines so…”
“Ugh. Yeah, that’s sounding more like some stupid boundary dispute.”
I parked in front of the client’s house, and saw an angry-looking woman standing outside next-door.
“Well, I think we know who the villain of this little tale is,” I muttered as I grabbed my tablet and our paperwork. “Let’s do this.”
“I just hope we don’t have to call the cops.”
“High hopes man, high hopes.”
“Still, the sooner this is done, the better.” I took a deep breath then got out of the truck.
Chapter 5 - Kaleb
Itook a deep breath and blew it out slowly as I stared up at the windows facing Civic Plaza.
It had been less than a week since Sean had called and asked me to paint them, and things had happened quickly since—light speed really, considering that the client was government.
He’d approved my sketch the same day I’d sent it, and I’d moved appointments around so that I was able to start that Monday.
