Jesse (The Boys of Brighton Book 4) by M. Tasia

Author:M. Tasia [Tasia, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781944262785
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Published: 2017-06-01T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

The pain was finally letting up as Royce pulled that damn giant rubber band for what felt like the thousandth time in the past few weeks, only now there were small weights on either end. He had to admit physiotherapy was finally paying off and Royce was regaining his strength. His movements were still jerky and he could only bring his arm out fifty degrees from his body, but it was an improvement. It had been five days since the incident that led to Jesse leaving. The two had talked more in those few days than they had ever before. It seemed to Royce that Jesse had released his demons that night and finally lowered his guard and let Royce in completely.

“Royce, can I talk to you for a minute please?” Miss Girard asked.

“Sure, what’s up?” Royce responded as he set his equipment down.

“I know you and Jesse have been having a bit of trouble with his family and…” Miss Girard took a deep breath before continuing. “The other day a man came in here asking about you. Of course I told him that I didn’t know if you were a patient and that I couldn’t discuss anyone due to our confidentiality policy. But I could tell he didn’t believe me. He handed me his card, asking me to give it to you.” She handed over a matte black card with silver writing: Matthew Whitton, a phone number, and nothing else.

“Did he say what he wanted?” Royce asked, his mind racing.

“No, he just handed me the card and left,” she responded, with worry laced through her voice. “I thought he might be one of Jesse’s cousin’s men but he didn’t give me the heebie-jeebies.”

“What did he look like?” Royce asked, hoping to at least have a chance of spotting him before the guy randomly popped up in front of him.

“He was short and slim with dark brown hair. Oh and he had the most interesting eyes, one was green and the other one hazel,” Miss Girard replied.

Royce quickly rifled through what he knew about Jerry and his men, but none of them filled that description, and he doubted they would have left a card. Maybe it was unrelated, but Royce doubted he was that lucky.

“Thank you, Miss Girard. I’ll find out what he wants. I’m sorry he came here and bothered you.”

“It’s not your fault, Royce.” Miss Girard looked concerned but didn’t argue further and went back to help another patient. Royce walked back to the locker room and grabbed his cell phone but instead of calling Mr. Whitton he called Shannon.

His call was answered on the first ring. “What’s wrong?” She sounded ready to bolt over and Royce liked her even more for it.

“Everything’s okay, but we have a new player on the field. He came into physio looking for me, and he left his card. I’m not sure if it’s related to Jesse, but what are the odds some random stranger shows up when Jerry’s terrorizing us?”

“I agree.

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