Page 78 of Life To My Flight

“You heard me,” I confirmed.

“But…but if you don’t tell her not to testify, we’ll lose everything anyway, and you’ll lose your job,” he stuttered.

I smiled at him. “Yeah? Well who says I want this job anyway? Do you know that I had at least eight other offers when I started this job?”

He swallowed thickly. “No.”

“Well, I did. In fact, the hospital in Longview also offered me one. It’d be a little bit of a drive to go to Longview and back every day, but I could do it. That’s not too far away. I think I’ll go talk to them. Maybe we can start things rolling,” I snapped.

I walked away from the man and my job.

Fuck him.

He could take that job and shove it up his ass.

I’d made it nearly all the way out to my bike when a thought struck me, causing me to turn and walk back inside and to the man’s office.

He was on the phone. “No, I can’t get him to. He just quit rather than ask her not to testify. I’ve done everything you’ve asked me to do.”

Alonzo Potts, the man who’d just fired me, looked scared.

So scared, in fact, that he was almost ashen.

“He did exactly like you told him to do. In fact, he has a broken arm for it now,” he pleaded.

The man must’ve said something horrible, because the look on the Alonzo’s face when he hung up the phone spoke of anything but happiness. He looked downright terrified.

I left the same way I came, my mind whirling.

The same thought kept going through my head, over and over again.

What had she gotten herself into?

***

Cleo

I was late for my lunch with my sisters.

However, I’d needed to inform Silas about what I’d learned and get his opinion on things.

He’d set to work on finding out what he could on his end, and he’d had an interesting possibility for my job as well.

I drove to The Blind Tiger with my mind on Rue.

Then what she’d said yesterday about how my sisters were selfish popped through my mind.

They’d really only met a handful of times. Surely she was just overreacting.

As I pulled into the parking lot and parked next to my sister, Meredith’s, car, I made a note of the tires.

They’d need to be replaced.

I’d do that this week since I didn’t have anything else to do seeing as I’d just quit my job less than two hours ago.

I walked into the dark room and went straight to the bar where my sisters were already in full swing.

Each had a half empty glass of something blue sitting in front of them, and they were all carrying on about something.

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