Lucky For You by Jayne Denker

Author:Jayne Denker [Denker, Jayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-06-04T16:00:00+00:00

“You got a warrant?” Jordan demanded from her position on the couch, the split second Will let himself into the house.

“Again with the warrant. I’m checking on you; appreciate me.”

“I appreciate you immensely. If you brought my drugs, that is.”

Will sat beside her, near her knees, tucked in her blanket, and held up a small white bag from Marsden Mercantile. “Drugs. You’re welcome.”

“Gimme.”

“So you are in pain.”

Jordan made a face. “I’m fine. It hurt worse when I fell off the horse in the middle of the casino.”

“You do have an appetite for self-destruction.”

“The pony ride was intentional; falling off was an accident. And this was an accident too. I don’t often choose to drive into trees.”

“You’re going to be in serious pain tomorrow. Every muscle in your body is going to be screaming.”

“Looking forward to it. At least I can take it easy, with no job to go to,” she muttered, wrestling with the ibuprofen bottle.

“Ah, George’ll come around. She calmed down later.”

“You talked to her?”

“Had to, for the police report.” He took the bottle out of her hands and popped the cap. “Then again, she is still pretty pissed at you.”

“Ya think?”

“Well . . . you did kill her beloved car, plus turned a dozen fresh pies into mush.”

“That’s all she mentioned?”

“Why? There’s more?”

“Nothing about penis dinner rolls? Or . . . anything else?”

“Penis dinner—?”

“Never mind. Nothing else, then?”

“Nothing else.” Will was dying to ask, but he bit his tongue. “So . . .”

“Don’t tell me. Now she wants me to reimburse her for the car and the pies.”

“Yep.”

“Great.” Jordan sighed, holding out her hand. “Just add it to my tab, along with the ambulance ride and the emergency department visit. Not to mention the ankle monitor.”

Will tipped two pills into her palm. She beckoned at him for more. He cautiously tapped out just one more and ignored her when she demanded another. “I could negotiate for you.”

“What?”

“I could talk to her, see if I could get her to let you work something out.” Will expected Jordan to light up at the news, if not actually say thank you. But instead he watched her close down entirely. “What’s the matter?”

Her mouth opened and shut once, twice. Then she sat silent for a moment, and Will wondered if she actually did have a concussion even though the EMTs and the emergency department doctor said otherwise. She was never this quiet, obviously thinking about how to put something. Never. Finally, she said simply, “No. You’ve done enough already. And I appreciate it. Really. But I think it’s time I took care of this one myself, don’t you?”

“You’re going to talk to George?”

“No. That ship has sailed. Out of port, right into a storm complete with waterspouts and a kraken, and now it’s sunk in the Mariana Trench. I’ll get a job somewhere else, and I’ll pay her back, every cent, for her car and her pies.”

“She can’t ask for much money. The Pink Lady was only worth about a buck fifty, no matter what George thought of it.

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