Bounty Hunter- Logan by Kim Fox

Author:Kim Fox [Fox, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kim Fox Publishing
Published: 2019-01-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Logan

“Well, that didn’t go so well,” Logan said with a sigh as they sat down in a booth.

Elodie shook her head. “I’m sorry. I wish I had an old rich relative that was about to kick the bucket and leave me a fortune.”

Logan laughed. “That would come in handy.”

He smiled as his favorite horrible waitress approached the table. Phyllis. She was a staple at the only diner in Redemption Creek. The diner was officially called Pete’s Diner, named after a long-dead Pete, but everyone called it the Love Shack. Not because it sparked romantic love in its patrons, but because the jukebox was broken and Love Shack by The B-52’s played on repeat.

The current owner Doug let it play on a loop, claiming that it was his favorite song, but the citizens of Redemption Creek had another theory: it kept the diners from staying too long and Doug never had to turn away new customers because his tables were full.

“I love this song,” Elodie said, bopping her head to the beat. “It’s so fun.”

“Just wait a bit,” Logan answered with a knowing grin. “You’ll be wanting to stick a fork in your ear before the bill comes.”

Elodie tilted her head, looking confused. “Huh?”

“Logan,” Phyllis said as she dropped two menus on the table with a slap. Poor Elodie nearly jumped out of her skin. “What’s with the tie?”

Logan looked down and straightened it. “I was trying to get a bank loan.”

“Was trying?” she said with a smirk. “I guess it didn’t work?”

“Nope.”

She grinned as she pulled out a wad of money, which was mostly fives. “I can lend you some. If you don’t pay me back with interest, I’ll break your limbs. Well, what’s left of them. How much do you need?”

Logan chuckled. He always enjoyed Phyllis’ dark sense of humor. “1.6 million. You have it?”

“Let me check my other pockets.” Elodie watched with her brow furrowed as the waitress patted herself down. “Sorry, fresh out.”

He laughed. “That’s too bad.”

Phyllis rubbed her chin as she narrowed her eyes on him. Her red hair was tied into a messy bun and she was wearing her usual bright red lipstick that was the same color as the benches at the bus stop. “Funny that the bankers wouldn’t give a one-armed amateur musician a 1.6 million dollar bank loan. That’s not like them.”

Elodie looked horrified. Logan smiled at her and shrugged as if to say, “That’s just Phyllis. She’s always like this.”

She slowly turned and looked down at Elodie for the first time as if she only just noticed that she was there. “Who are you?”

Elodie straightened in the booth and cleared her throat. “I’m Elodie.”

Phyllis didn’t look too impressed. “What kind of name is Elodie?”

“It’s French.”

“Well, whoop-dee-do for you. French toast it is. Logan, do you want the usual.”

Logan shrugged. “Sure.”

She left the table and Elodie turned around in a panic. “Actually I was going to order the…”

But the waitress was already gone.

Elodie looked shocked, but Logan just shrugged. “Welcome to Redemption Creek.

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