Illusions Complete Series (Illusions Series Volumes 1-3) by Jocoby Annie

Author:Jocoby, Annie [Jocoby, Annie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-10-03T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

After talking to Shaun, I went up to the house that he told me about. I was very careful to put my red diamond in my underwear, along with the wad of cash and my simple wedding ring. I hoped that, at the very least, the red diamond and the band would be safe there.

There was still a large part of me that would be beyond devastated to lose these treasures.

The house was a shirt-waist, like Shaun’s house, but it had boarded-up windows. I doubted that it had electricity. Still, I felt that I had no choice but to stay here for the time being. I didn’t know anyplace else that I could safely do what I was about to do.

I knocked on the door, but nobody answered. Then I just went ahead and opened the door.

I immediately felt uncomfortable. This was all so foreign to me. The ironic thing was that, between Ryan and me, I was the one who grew up broke, and Ryan was the one who grew up privileged. Yet Ryan would, no doubt, feel much more comfortable in this setting than I ever would.

A guy with dreadlocks looked at me. He was a white guy, ghostly pale, very slight frame, wearing a Green Day T-Shirt that was full of holes, as were his jeans. He was also wearing a heavy coat, gloves and a hat. He was one of only three conscious people in this enormous house. The others were lying in sleeping bags, or sitting on the floor, holding their arms with a vacant expression in their face. Two guys were sitting back to back, both of them unconscious. A guy in the corner was injecting himself. Another guy was eating a sandwich from his position on the floor.

The dreadlocks guy spoke. “Who are you?” Then he looked me up and down. “You don’t look like a cop, but you never know anymore. Those undercover cats can look pretty good these days.”

Should I give them my real name? Sure, what the hell. “Iris. Iris Gallagher. And yours?”

Still looking slightly suspicious, the dreadlocked kid held out his hand “Brad. Brad White. Now, why are you here?”

“Shaun sent me from down the street. He said that I could, uh, maybe stay here for awhile.”

Brad narrowed his eyes. “Let me see those arms. You don’t look like a junkie.”

“I’m not. At least not yet,” I said, showing him my arms.

“Then why are you here?”

“I…something happened to me. Well, a few things have happened to me. And I need some way to forget them for awhile.”

He nodded. “Sounds like a familiar story.” Then he motioned his hand in a sweeping motion. “You can stay here for as long as you need. There’s no electricity here, and no running water. But we got a guy bringing us food every few days and soda from the 7-11 around the corner.”

“I hate to ask this, but-“

“Where do we do our business?” He apparently was trying to be at least somewhat delicate to my sensibilities.

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