Chapter 58

On the way back, Kristin dozed off against the window.

James gestured to Bill to crank up the heat and kill the music, driving smoothly in silence.

“Mr. Bryce, I’ve dug up some dirt… Ms. Turner skedaddled to Crescendo Town solo. The Turner family and the FitzGerald family don’t seem keen on letting her off the hook. Word on the street is Vincent’s trying to strong–arm her into marrying his butler’s son, a psycho. She called the cops and bolted,” Bill said, his voice hoarse.

He couldn’t fathom why all the malice in the world seemed to have it out for this kind–hearted lady.

James had a grim look on his face, his gaze dark as he stared out the car window.

“Back in the day, Ms. Turner must’ve been blind to fall for a guy like Vincent. What a bad luck in the love department!” Bill mused.

Six

years ago, he had sensed Vincent wasn’t worthy of Kristin. But back then, Kristin had eyes only for Vincent.

“Ms. Turner showing up at the club was a fluke. The club’s business manager, Harriet, did time with Ms. Turner and needed an extra hand because of the chamber of commerce dinner. Harriet roped Ms. Turner in to help out as a drink–serving gal initially, but since Ms. Turner probably can’t hold her liquor, Harriet, being somewhat decent, let her work the front desk instead.”

James frowned and glanced at Kristin. If he hadn’t recognized Kristin at the club, she might’ve been in for a rougher time.

“Ms. Turner is shacking up with Harriet in the club’s apartment block, a place that isn’t top–notch,” Bill whispered.

“Let’s head home.” James wasn’t about to let Kristin keep bunking with others in some rental dump.

“To the No.9 Mansion or…” Bill hesitated.

Over the years, James had a fair share of women, most of them taken to the No. 9 Mansion. Linda, the one who’d hung around the longest, always met him there.

James had never brought any woman to his own place.

“Back to Marigold Manor.” replied James

Bill looked back at James in surprise, as if to double–check.

James didn’t say another word, and Bill just drove back.

That was James‘ own pad, a place never sullied by the presence of a woman.

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Watching Kristin sleeping, James rubbed his temples. This time he was dead serious about not letting her slip away easily.

At Garner’s Garage in Silvergrove City.

Summer was sitting in the yard, fiddling with a magic cube, lightning–fast despite being only five years old.

where are the grown–ups?” asked a man in a van,

gate.

looked up and replied, “My uncle is at

side gig as a bodyguard for the well–heeled, which was

the next.

was

candy here. Open the gate for me,

for some

“I can’t take candy from strangers, and I won’t go out to play with you. You a kidnapper

cheeky kid. “Hey, I’m just being nice, offering

Summer put down his cube and shot back.

the kid’s savvy. “Open up, and I promise, I’m not a kidnapper. Just gonna

got back in his van, ready to bust

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was just doing a job for the cash to snatch the

the gate, a black sedan pulled up to the

hit the gas and

out of the car,

York walked up with snacks in hand.

sight of York, Summer ran over, all smiles. “Mr.

to bring you

softly. “Is he not coming?”

down to ruffle Summer’s hair through the gate gap. “I’ve sorted out your school enrollment. Garner will take you tomorrow. Be good and study hard. Don’t open

Summer nodded obediently.

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with

trying to win Rhett’s favor, wanting Rhett to be his

with a sigh. “I’m off to Crescendo Town

Mom back?” Summer missed

that Kristin might be in Crescendo Town. Rhett’s trip

and Clarence had been going bonkers searching for Kristin. Rhett

to strong–arm Kristin into

York, you gotta keep your word.” Summer reddened his

mom have any friends in Crescendo Town?”

a friend, Harriet. She got out of the prison before

memory,

by sharp Summer who made sure to jot

York hopped into the car and took a quick peek at the drawing Summer had whipped up. For some reason, it

hands with a

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an umbrella, shielding both him and

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