Sunday Funday by Annalise Wells

Author:Annalise Wells [Wells, Annalise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Country Club Publishing
Published: 2017-10-04T16:00:00+00:00

Owen

“Being a little strange is just the side effect of being awesome.”

Susan steps from the car and pushes open the gate to the courtyard. I drive inside and park in the shade. I step from the car and stretch my shoulders. I see Janey inside Bob’s office with Mikey waving a piece of paper in the air.

Must be good news for Mikey...

“You should lay down for a while before doing anything,” I say to Susan.

“You might be right. I'm not sure how these new pills will affect me, so I want my body to be clear of the old ones.”

I push the door open to Bob’s office. Janey turns to us as we step inside the cool air. “Hey, you two, how did you get on? Janey asks.

“Not bad, quite a strange day in a way, but the end result is what we wanted,” I say.

“How was the doctor?”

“He’s taken me off the old meds and given me just one, and told me to use nicotine patches,” Susan says.

“Good to hear. Now you won’t be doing anything freaky,” Janey says.

“If anyone was weird, it was the doctor. He thought Owen and I were brother and sister,” Susan says.

“Really? That’s one hilarious doctor,” Janey says laughing.

“The main thing is, my headaches should stop now. But I'm going for a quick rest.”

“No rush, the girls are stopping for a couple of hours for a break anyway.”

Susan walks up the stairs as I turn back to Janey. “How was the trip to Ingrid?” she asks.

“Same as last time really, although she said, ‘back so soon’ and I got the impression she wasn’t talking to me,” I say.

“She has never seen Susan before has she?”

“Not from here, unless somehow, she bumped into her while she was on one of her mind trips, and then Susan wouldn’t remember.”

“How about the other thing, the job.”

“She's fine. Eight million we have to pay her back, and she is cool with supplying all the guys and the vehicles next weekend,” I explain.

“Eight million payback. That could be one truck on its own if it had been a full haul,” Janey says.

“Apart from that, we had a couple of vodkas, and Ingrid gave Susan a Russian name. Alyona, or something like that. She said it means the light of my life. A torch or beacon.”

Mikey lifts his head and looks at me if he was going to say something. He shakes his head and lowers it back to the folder he is dealing with.

“Did you get them all?” I ask.

“Hell yeah. Mikey is so cool with all of this crap, he knows how to handle all the guys and the woman in charge of the hookers. She's bad news,” Janey says.

“Now, now. All women have a beautiful side.” I say sarcastically.

“I suppose, she is just not my type,” Janey says.

“How about you, Bob?”

“To be honest, that precinct is so boring. It’s like they have nothing to do. Maybe there is no crime there because everyone has money or a small business.

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