Scrooge McFuck (Some Girls Do It Book 2) by Sage May

Author:Sage, May [Sage, May]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Madam's Books
Published: 2016-12-26T16:00:00+00:00

Bennet

It was lucky that the ride took longer than he’d expected; his white-hot rage diffused a little in the next few minutes, morphing to something calmer, colder - and perhaps even more dangerous.

“We’re here, sir,” the driver told him.

Ben’s clenched fists loosened as he stared, unable to understand what his eyes told him.

“That can’t be right,” he whispered, getting out of his car. “Wait for me,” he instructed the driver. Then, seeing at least two different groups of tattoo skinheads eyeing him and his car with interest, he backpedaled; “Or drive around the block - stay close-by. I’ll call shortly.”

This couldn’t be where Piper Stone, one of the Stones of Fifth Avenue lived. The dilapidated exterior chilled his bones. Broken windows, graffiti on the walls.

What the hell?

He walked straight into the building listed as her address; the front door lock was broken, allowing anyone to get in without being checked.

Climbing in the staircase, he found that some floors smelled of piss, while others smelled of pot. Finally, he arrived at the seventh floor, and found the number 13.

Knocking at the door, he half expected it to open in front of a total stranger; that would have meant that he needed to set his private investigator on a wild goose chase to work out where the woman actually lived, but at least, he wouldn’t have to shout at her for living somewhere where she could get raped and murdered any given day.

“Who’s there?” asked a little voice that most definitely didn’t belong to Piper.

It was a child. Ben exhaled in relief. Wrong address. Definitely. Unless she had some friends around…

“I’m… I’m here to see a Piper Stone.”

The child on the other side of the door stubbornly repeated, “And who might you be, sir?”

He had to smile. She sounded very young, but that was the kind of thing he’d expect to hear from an adult.

“Bennet,” he replied. “Bennet McFinnley, lady. Is Piper around?”

Please say no. Say there’s no Piper here. It was bad enough that he knew children lived in such dumps.

“You’re Ebenezer.”

He stayed silent, unsure how to respond to that.

“Tell me: what Christmas decoration is there in your office?”

“None?” he replied, wondering what that was all about.

The door unlatched, and opened in front of a girl wearing a headband, leggings, a sparkling tutu and a Christmas jumper. A girl with blond hair, green eyes, a turned up nose, and a little cherry mouth he recognized stood before him.

Fuck.

Mini Piper proceeded to inform him, “You really are as grumpy as Ebenezer Scrooge, then. Christmas decorations are the best.”

She turned and with a wave of her hand, invited him to follow her through the small, tidy entryway. Ben shut the door behind him, finding it entirely too thin. Someone could break it down with barely any effort.

“Leave your coat and your shoes, Ebenezer, there are slippers under the hanger.”

He shook his head, willing himself to wake up from the weird-ass dream. As he couldn’t seem to, he just obeyed Mini Piper, trading his Italian leather loafers for a pair of sheepskin slippers a little too small for him.

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