Bab 3: Chapter 3

“What did you tell them?” Her voice was tight. All she wanted to do was punch this bastard in the face, maybe make him lose a few more of his teeth.

“That you were out of town but would be back by Tuesday when the brat had to go back to school. I’ve bought you a couple of days. You can see what I was willing to do for you. So, little lady. What will you do for me in return?”

Jesus, she’d never had to, never thought she’d have to…She forced a smile. “I haven’t seen your apartment, Mr. Murchison—”

“Harv. Call me Harv, why doncha?”

“Harv.” She upped the wattage on her smile as she’d seen Del do and fluttered her lashes. “Why don’t you show it to me?”

“What about the kid? I don’t want no kid watching us going at it hot and heavy.”

“Of course not, stud.” She stroked the landlord’s cheek with the backs of her fingers. “He can wait for me in our apartment.”

“Right. Heh, heh, heh.”