Friday Night in The Glades by Mandy Miller

Friday Night in The Glades by Mandy Miller

Author:Mandy Miller [Miller, Mandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798987527436
Publisher: Stirling Publishing, LLC
Published: 2023-02-06T00:00:00+00:00


16

Cops and lawyers were to be avoided at all costs. The former had put his Pop away. The latter was something Sadie said they couldn’t afford, so Trey’d had to settle for court-appointed counsel and plea bargain to a twenty-year stretch. But for now, Grace Locke was the lesser of two evils.

He walked the mile and a half from the Fort Lauderdale bus depot. On the phone, Grace had warned him that her office was in a “bad part of town,” as if that were something new to Ozz. All he knew were the bad parts of Sugar Bay town, there being no good ones. In his dreams, however, he bought his momma a house in a nice neighborhood, something far from the acrid smell of burning cane, something with a yard on a piece of land large enough for her to tend to her flowers and sit in the shade of the live oaks. Maybe something up in north Florida, where their ancestors had lived, at least until their land was stolen and they were herded west of the Mississippi like cattle.

If Ozz could have kicked himself and walked at the same time, he would have. If he’d been smarter, he wouldn’t have to be here. He should have known that there was no such thing as easy money. All he’d wanted was to get the hell out of Sugar Bay. Instead, he’d bought himself a one-way ticket to a life of looking over his shoulder. Or a life like his father’s, caged like an animal. Or worse. Now, his only way out of Sugar Bay was going to be in cuffs, that is if Junior didn’t feed him to the gators first or Grace Locke nothing but Trey’s wishful thinking.

He skirted around a homeless man in a winter coat parked in the middle of the sidewalk. The man kept his jerky eyes on him as if he were about to take off with the man’s shopping cart filled with his hard-earned quarry, a pile of random possessions, including a humidifier and an ironing board, all lashed together with twine.

At first, Grace said she wasn’t taking any new clients, but he knew bullshit when he heard it and had pressed on as if his life depended on it, which it did. When he told her he was Hachi’s nephew she softened somewhat, but she still sounded like a hard-ass, telling him she’d give him “thirty minutes, not a minute more.”

Auntie Hachi had no clue he was here, however, and he’d make sure Grace Locke didn’t breathe a word of it to her either. The truth was, he was only here because Trey had made him promise. That, and because he was scared shitless. Maybe he should be on a bus already to wherever Junior would never find him. It had crossed his mind. But then there was his mother, no way he could take off like a thief in the night without an explanation, and his explanation would kill Sadie.



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