Chapitre 150: Chapter 150

I shoveled a piece of pie into my mouth and glanced at the floor, each of my chews happening slower than the last to buy me more time. The pie was exquisite even though the diner looked like it hadn’t been renovated since the fifties. The place was clean, and the food was good, so I didn’t question it. I’d seen weirder in Pelican Bay.

Everyone seemed to know Frankie, and judging by the size of his smile, he felt safe here. So that was good enough for me. I shoveled in another forkful of pie. My teeth scraped against the bent tong as I worked on getting a good thirty chews for each bite. Now was not the time to grow lax on food safety.

"Well?" Frankie persisted when he didn’t receive an answer from me.

Damn, he was going to demand an answer, and he was too much like my cousin to fall for a lie. That didn’t mean I wouldn’t try.

"I guess…" I cleared my throat and spoke softer. "I suppose I have grown to like certain aspects of this town."