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“Wait! Remi, don’t do this! You need me!” she screamed after him as he walked down her front walk and took a left, leaving, on foot, determined to at least get away from her. It wouldn’t fix everything, but it was a start. It would at least stop the bleeding of his finances.
He was eight blocks away and walking past the grocery store before he realized he’d left his phone, his wallet, everything at Olivia’s house.
Dad?he sent telepathically to Daniel.
What?Daniel answered right away.
I left Olivia’s, but I left everything there. Can you ask Brandt to shut off service to my phone? I’m pretty sure the cards in my wallet are useless by now anyway, so I’m not worried about them.
Just head home. I got it,Daniel answered. He hadn’t made it home yet, and simply made a U-turn and headed back the way he’d come. He kept his eyes open on the way, but didn’t see Remi, so he just continued on to Olivia’s house. When he arrived, she must have heard him and opened the door to drape herself against the door jamb as he approached.
“I knew you’d be back! Your son has no clue what he’s just lost. I do not allow anyone to disrespect me the way he did. I’m sure a man of your caliber already knows that,” Olivia said.
“Where’s Remi’s things?”
She straightened up immediately, her angry eyes glaring at him. “I don’t have any of Remi’s stuff!”
“Really? So he didn’t leave his wallet, his phone, or anything else here?”
“He did not,” she said haughtily.
“Fine. We’ll just add it to the list of items we provide to the police when we press charges for grand theft.” Daniel turned his back on her and started back to his bike.
“Hold on! I’m not a thief! You can’t accuse me of stealing when he gave his card willingly.”
“Sure I can. Everybody saw him drunk and out of his right mind. You took advantage of him and emptied his bank account. I have no doubt every single charge can be traced back to you, while he was incapacitated.”
Her eyes widened in fear and she ran back into her house to grab Remi’s phone and wallet, even his boots before running outside. “Wait! I just remembered he left these things!” she yelled as she chased Daniel toward his bike.
Daniel turned to see what she was offering him.
She thrust the items toward him. “See? I don’t steal!”
“Where’s the debit card he gave you?”
“I already gave it back to him.”
“Bullshit. Where is it?”
“It’s in his wallet,” she snapped.
Daniel opened Remi’s wallet and rifled through it. “No, it’s not.”
Olivia huffed out an irritated breath, then turned and marched back into her house. She grabbed her purse — a designer purse — and marched right back out. She came to a stop in front of him and opened her matching designer wallet, took out the debit card, two hundred dollars in cash that was tucked into the front portion of her wallet, and handed them both to Daniel. “There! That’s all I have left!”
“That I believe. Better appreciate that purse and wallet while you can. It’ll be evidence shortly,” Daniel said.
He stuffed the cash and debit card in Remi’s wallet, and dropped it along with Remi’s phone and boots into his saddle bags before cranking his bike and riding away.
“You’ll regret threatening me!” she screamed after him. “You can’t do this to me! I’m a good person!” She screamed, punched the air and literally pulled on her own hair as she stormed back into her house. “I hate you!” she shrieked as she slammed the door.
All the way back through town Daniel kept his eyes open for Remi, but didn’t see him.Remi?He asked telepathically.
I need some time, Remi thought back at him.
Fair enough. I have your things. We’ll be waiting.
Chapter 11
