Chapter 54

Even one of them was so scared that he wet himself.

“Ma’am, anything else you need?” the tattooed youth stammered, his voice trembling as he turned back to face her.

Anthea casually brushed her hair back with a graceful hand and spoke deliberately. “Tell the person pulling your strings that I won’t let him off the hook if there’s a next time.”

The tattooed youth nodded frantically. “Of course, ma’am. Can we, uh, get lost now?”

Anthea waved her hand dismissively.

The tattooed youth bolted, his legs pumping faster than ever, as if he had engines strapped to them, fearing Anthea might change her mind the next second.

Due to Anthea, these guys turned over a new leaf and became marathon runners.

But that was a story for another time.

“Uncle Nanson, let’s head home.” Anthea said, turning to Nanson with a composure that belied the fiery encounter as if the person filled with fury just moments ago wasn’t her.

Nanson gaped at Anthea, blurting out instinctively. “Yes, ma’am…”

He caught himself mid–sentence, quickly adjusting to keep pace with Anthea, correcting himself, “Okay, my dear niece.”

that Daniel got a good look

turning cold around

methodically rolling her sleeves back down, her gaze sweeping over him. “What are you staring at? Never seen

like ice in the

and he didn’t come to his senses until Anthea and Nanson vanished around

Was that Anthea?

slapped his face

was Anthea,

looking dazed, and glanced at Sherman. “Sherman, that

replied, turning a page of the Bible in hand.

think she was acting?”

1/2

another page of the

come to the casino tomorrow night. If I lost the bet, I could handle ten cans of herring, not

I

corner of

until he was back home that Nanson

home every night to

that she would be the one

a

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