Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 68735 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68735 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
“Because she’s a twat.” I chuckled. “Now, watch and learn.”
It was about an hour into Eedie’s learning when two men showed up. One who was holding a thick pack of papers, and another who was wearing exactly what Frannie described as the doctor wearing earlier in the day.
“Mr. Ingram?”
I held my hand out for the papers and said, “Let me guess, I’ve been served.”
He did not look amused.
“You’ve been served.” He thrust them at me.
I took them and tucked them under my arm as he took off through the job site. “Next time you come back, I’d suggest wearing a hard hat!”
The man looked over his shoulder in disgust just as a saw cut off and a small board came sailing down right past his face.
He turned around to look at the board that was now lying at his feet and I said, “See?”
He took off, hustling fast.
“That’s why you wear a damn hard hat, Eedie.” I chuckled. “That could’ve fucked him up.”
“You talk to young girls like that?” the man in the pullover asked.
“I talk to whomever I want like that, but Eedie’s an adult, in case you’re curious.” I studied him. “Who are you?”
“I’m Dr. Russel Stoker,” he said. “We met the other day when you came by to talk to Creole during our appointment.”
I frowned. “What are you doing here, how did you find me, and isn’t there some sort of HIPAA law that keeps you from telling me anything about Creole?”
“I followed the young man serving you those papers.” He pointed to the papers tucked underneath my arm. “And I’m here because I’m worried about Ms. Williams. She’s skipped several of our appointments now, and has canceled several others.”
Read the fuckin’ room, man. You probably made her super uncomfortable.
“Ahh,” I shrugged. “Well, there’s not much I can do about what she does and doesn’t do. She’s also an adult, and I don’t control her.”
“Are you and her seeing each other?” he asked.
It’s like that, is it?
“Yep,” I lied. “Been together for a while now.”
His eyes narrowed. “I see. Well, if you feel like getting her better, tell her to come back to our appointments so I can help her.”
I gave the man a nod and said, “Sure thing.”
The man left, and I had to laugh as another board came screaming down right as the good ol’ doctor walked past.
He stepped over it and kept walking, but I knew that it’d startled him.
“I didn’t like him,” Eedie said. “He gave me the creep vibe.”
“Same,” I agreed as I pulled the papers out from underneath my arm. “It’s also creepy that he’s going to people’s houses and places of work looking for someone when he should just get the picture.”
“Totally,” Eedie said. “What are you getting sued for this time?”
I had to laugh.
I got sued once a week, it felt like.
All of the instances coming from one source: the Combs.
God, I couldn’t fucking stand them.
It was also a relief to know that I wasn’t going to have to deal with them on a personal level much longer.
It was awful that I was throwing Gunner under the bus, but at least his fight would be one he could fully immerse himself in seeing as he was actually Lottie’s father.
I ripped open the papers and stared at the top page, shaking my head the more I read.
“They’re filing for an emergency injunction because they feel that Lottie’s living in an unsafe environment.” I snorted. “They’re stating that the house that I live in is too close to the high crime rate areas, and they’re unsure of Lottie’s safety there.”
“I can’t wait to hear what they say when you tell them you’re temporarily living in a McMansion in The Highlands.”
“Same,” I said. “I’ll have to get my lawyer on it.”
My lawyer didn’t come cheap, and she was doing all of the work out of the goodness of her heart until I could get my money unfrozen from probate.
I dialed Malone and placed the phone to my ear.
“Let me guess,” Malone said the moment she answered. “You’re being sued again.”
“Yep.” I popped the p. “Here’s what it’s about this time.”
“Awesome,” she snorted. “Gunner’s already been in contact with me as well. We’re going to get everything going on his end. Plus, he did tell me that you were staying with him for the time being. He’s got some interior designer on the house right now, making it sparkly and awesome. I’m sure Lottie’s lawyer will love doing a home visit at this place. I heard that it’s big and grand.”
“Understatement,” I said. “The worst part about it is the yard, and that’s because there’s no fancy landscaping. The inside is goddamn overwhelming. I can’t hear anything from the back of the house. And I’m fairly sure that there are four sets of stairs to the upper level.”