Takedown by Sierra Riley

Author:Sierra Riley [Riley, Sierra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-02-29T05:00:00+00:00

21

Mitchell

The moment his parents’ number came up on his phone, Mitchell’s heart sank. He felt dirty even looking at it, like they somehow knew what he’d done last night.

Getting his contacts out first thing and showering had been his first priority, and his eyes still hurt. He’d only barely stepped out of the shower and finished breakfast when they called. It was already past nine, and if he avoided the call, he’d just have more questions thrown at him.

Mitchell fumbled to pick it up as it nearly buzzed off the counter, then pressed the answer button and raised it to his ear.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Mitchell.” It was his father. “Can you come over? We need to chat about the potential listing.”

Mitchell walked over to sit on his perfectly-made bed, unused last night. The more they brought up the sale, the more he resented them for it. “Talk about what? Listing the gym?”

“Yes.”

“Right. Even though I’m not yet planning…?”

“Yes,” his father said again, sounding more annoyed. “We have a good opportunity. Are you available?”

Mitchell couldn’t bring himself to lie. “Yeah.”

“All right, we’ll see you in a few minutes.”

Mitchell stared at the screen of his phone when the line clicked off. When had they stopped with the gruff love yous? When he left for NYC?

He pressed his cellphone to his forehead for a moment, then pocketed it and straightened up, heading to the closet to grab his blazer. Might as well dress up if he was going to get into another family argument today. He stopped to put in his contacts again with extra drops, wincing as he straightened up again and blinked a few extra times. His eyes were red, still sore from leaving the contacts in all night, but that would have to do.

When Mitchell walked downstairs, he took a quick glance around for Luke. No sign of him, but then, he could well be in one of the corners of the gym, or in the showers, or even in his own apartment, eating.

He strode briskly for the outside door, nodding at Hugh when he caught his eyes but not stopping to chat.

When Mitchell pulled up in front of his parents’ house a few minutes later, he nodded at one of the neighbors who was walking down toward his car. He remembered Mr. and Mrs. Samson, but he didn’t really want to get sucked into a conversation about how much he’d grown.

It was fucking small-town Nebraska, though, so it was inevitable.

“Mitchell? My, you’re back in town?”

Mitchell faked a polite smile and walked up the driveway but not toward the hedge. Don’t engage, or you’ll never get away. “Hey, Mr. Samson.”

“Oh, it’s John now. You’re all grown up now. Still living in the Big Apple?”

Mitchell resisted the urge to wince. Nobody actually called it that. “Yes, sir,” he smiled. “Still loving it.”

“Good for you, kid. I knew you’d grow up and go places. I was talking to your mom and dad the other day about you. They said you were dealing with that old gym.

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