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“A very high paying job that I agreed to do and deliver when completed. Which I have. I guess taking Rosavelt with me might be a bad idea.”
“The worst ever,” he said, wondering over her laughter with such serious matters. “I’m very familiar with the crime in the region and a young girl—and a woman such as yourself would bring a high price to the many drug lords operating there. Who is your contact?” He remembered boundaries and added, “That I might ensure they are legitimate.”
“And how would you do that?” she marveled.
“I have extensive resources in my line of work.”
The sudden perusal of her gaze over him felt threatening somehow. “And what kind of work is this? No, forget I asked. Not my business.”
“Actually, it is. Anybody who is seeking entrance into your life should face a battering ram of questions.”
She crossed her arms and leaned on her other hip, head at a new angle. “I tell you what,” she began. “When I come look at your uh, clock, I’ll give you whatever information you want. If you let me bring Rosavelt when I do.”
“This saved me from asking if you would. Will you have her bring her art when she does? I would like her to pick five of her favorites.” He wondered then. “She tells me she’s bored with her school.”
“Did she,” she said, grinning at him with a knowing nod.
“I teach at a private school with the King’s. I would love to offer your daughter lessons free of charge.”
Her brows rose then narrowed. “And…why would you do such a thing?”
He considered his answer, knowing it mattered with the female. Too bad he had no idea in what way to give a response that served his cause. He went with the foremost reason. “I think your daughter is a remarkable young lady and would greatly benefit.”
“She’s nine, Vex.”
His mind scattered at the direct address then immediately snapped back. “You asked earlier what sort of job I had with the Creole Kings. We specialize in working with the gifted.”
“Gifted?”
“Yes.”
“You think Rosavelt is gifted?”
“All children have a spark, Miss Skelton. Rosavelt has many that I would like to see developed.”
“Wow,” she gasped, looking around. “This is unexpected.”
“Of course, think about it.”
“Well, I would want to pay something, she’s my daughter. Her father would’vesurelydemanded that.”
He nodded. “Payments can be arranged. Bartering too.”
She gave sharp laugh. “You have a room full of clocks?”
“Would it surprise you that I have a thing for clocks?”
Her brows rose with a nod. “It most certainly would.”
“Mr. Vex!” He looked around the mother, finding his little friend dragging a woman behind her. “This is my Maw-Maw, I wanted her to meet you. I told her you were a fancy man with big words and lots of muscles. And very handsome too,” she added, her natural brutal honesty making him chuckle.
“Swamp sakes,” the woman huffed looking at him and shaking his outstretched hand. “You weren’t exaggerating, were you, Rosie. She tells me you want to buy her artwork.”
“I do,” he said.
“I’m giving him a discount,” Rosavelt said. “Because we’re friends.”
“King, you ready?” Nitro called from the pier.
