Page 59 of Ninth Circle


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“Frig it, it’s Tuesday here and Monday there.”

Her phone went off again, only this time she answered, putting it on speaker. “Gigi!” I raised my brow at her, calling her mother by her given name.

“Alyssa Archer, why are you calling me by my name?”

“Hmm!” She turned her nose up and twisted her head to the side as if the poor woman could see her.

“Okay, I get it, you’re mad. But there was a reason your father and I decided not to tell you what we were doing; it’s very complicated. Who else is there with you? Do you have me on speaker?”

“It’s just my husband, feel free to speak.”

I don’t know why her words, her calling me husband, warmed the cockles of my cold heart, but they did. “Okay, but it’s very serious. Helen hired someone to kill you and me when you were eight and then again when you were twelve.” I stopped moving and stared at the phone.

“Could you kindly repeat that?” Something in my voice must’ve alerted her to my mood because she rushed to hang up the phone after promising her Mom to call her back.

“Why are you so pressed?”

“Don’t be an ass, why do you think?”

Unlike her, when I get pissed, I go cold. I’m sure she saw it in my eyes, and that is why she left her chair and came to plant herself in my lap. “Hey, she’s mine. Don’t even think about it.”

“I’m sorry to have to disappoint you, but I don’t think so.”

“She didn’t do anything to you, and besides, I let you take Denny.”

“You didn’t let me do anything. I want you to call your mother back and find out what she’s talking about.”

“Uh-uh, not until you calm down.”

“What makes you think I’m not calm?”

“The temperature just dropped about ten degrees, and it’s not because of the weather.” I didn’t answer for fear of saying the wrong thing. I didn’t want to cut her with the sharp edge of my tongue because my anger was not directed at her.

I was more than happy to let her carry out her little revenge plots, but this was serious. If the woman had gone to such lengths, there’s no telling what else she would do. But more importantly, no one was going to get away with harming her or even thinking they could get away with it.

She could argue the point that I didn’t know her back then, but my anger where she’s concerned is retroactive. It doesn’t matter that I didn’t know her then; she’s mine now, which means she was always meant to be mine, and I’ve destroyed people for less.

I wouldn’t be the man I am if I let this stand. “Excuse me one moment.” I tried moving her off my lap, but she didn’t budge.

“Where are you going?” She wrapped her arms around my neck and held on tight.

“I need to make a call.” She shook her head before I was done speaking.

“Nope, not yet. You don’t even know where she is.”

“I do. Remember, I told you that I know where your enemies are?”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot about that. So, where is she?” I didn’t trust her to tell, and besides, she had my entire team at her disposal. I’m sure she could pick up the phone and find out in five seconds.

“You have to let me get in on this. I won’t take no for an answer.”

“I’ll think about it, but don’t do anything before clearing it with me first.”

“I make no promises.” When last I checked, Helen was sleeping in her car, or trying to, in the parking lot of a twenty-four-hour Walmart.

She hadn’t eaten since she left the house and didn’t seem to have any funds, which I’m sure was thanks to my wife, and was miserable, according to the reports, because of the fleas that had followed her from her home.

From the description I received, she seems to be suffering from something called flea-borne typhus, which, from the sounds of it is not pleasant, especially for someone who had no access to medicine.

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