The Alex Troutt Thriller Series by John W. Mefford

Author:John W. Mefford
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: John W. Mefford
Published: 2017-01-29T00:00:00+00:00

17

Gretchen sighed dramatically as she stood and placed her cup on the coffee table in my living room. Her eyes were focused on the kitchen, her gaze blank. She was not a happy camper.

The boys—my son, Luke, along with the grownup boys, Nick, Brad, and Jerry—whooped and hollered as if they were watching their hometown Patriots win another Super Bowl. The stories hadn’t stopped since Brad and Luke arrived home from their epic game against the five bullies from Luke’s school. Apparently, Brad’s athletic prowess had been one of the more closely held FBI secrets. The good guys won, 20-4.

“I think it’s pretty natural to see guys drop to the maturity level of the youngest in the group. Luke’s not even twelve yet,” I said with a smile, hoping to cheer up Gretchen.

She forced a smile at the edge of her lips, then reached a hand to my arm.

“I finally came to the conclusion that Brad and I were never meant to be anything more than friends.”

“Hey, it’s still early; he could come around. Guys can be strange animals.”

“I’ve tried everything I know to get his attention, at least in a romantic way, but it’s just not there for him, I guess.”

She dropped her head, but I put a finger to her chin.

“There are other fish in the sea, Gretchen.”

“But they don’t look like Brad or act like Brad.”

We both turned our heads back to the kitchen and caught a glimpse of Brad reaching for a bowl, his shoulder muscles flexed against his Dri-FIT tee.

Gretchen sighed again. “I might need a cold shower when I get home.”

“Whatever works,” I said, arching an eyebrow.

“Actually, I have a few movies cued up. I might go home and fall in love with some B-list actor while eating Twizzlers and popcorn.”

She walked to the door. Gloom and doom.

“You’re not going to say goodbye?” I asked.

I was reminded of my awkward exchange with my ATF friend, Allen Small, a few days earlier. He’d pressed me again to go have a drink together. But as I thought about it more, I told him it just didn’t feel right, but to not take it personally. Unfortunately, I think he did.

“I don’t want to get emotional, Alex. I guess it’s time to move on.”

As I shut the door, Erin rumbled down the stairs and beat me to the kitchen, where Ezzy was dishing out more of her homemade dishes. Erin poked a finger into something Ezzy had in a bowl.

“You turning Jerry into a vegetarian yet?” I asked Ezzy.

Luke butted in with, “Mom, you wouldn’t believe the move Brad made. He juked that bully right out of his jock, then went for a layup. Two guys tried to block it, but he sailed through the air and went in for a reverse layup.”

“Luke, that’s really cool, but I asked Ezzy a question.”

“It’s all good, Dr. Alex,” Ezzy said, playfully smacking Erin’s wrist as she dipped her hand into the bowl.

“Not Ezzy or anyone else can turn this meat lover into a vegetarian,” Jerry said, holding a hand to his oversized chin.

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