The Flip by Michael Phillip Cash

Author:Michael Phillip Cash [Cash, Michael Phillip]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2014-05-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Julie didn’t realize she was shaking until she tried to reach Brad. Her finger trembled so much, she tapped on his number and ended up calling DirecTV instead. Clutching her phone to her chest, she closed her eyes, forcing herself to calm down. Taking long, slow breaths, she replayed Mr. Wilson’s attack, outrage filling her chest. Her cheeks burned, righteous anger replacing the fear. Calmer now, she looked at her phone. Thoughts tumbled through her head. She could start a lawsuit, but the banker she worked with was Mr. Wilson’s best friend. Her boss had introduced them and cosigned the first loan they had taken out. He had done it as a favor, when every bank had amped up requirements after the whole mortgage meltdown. Financing was so tough. They had barely made a dent in their home mortgage and had next to nothing in equity. He had done them an enormous favor. It was a small bank, and Mr. Wilson was their largest customer. What would she do if they called in her construction loan? How was Brad going to react? Her finger paused over his name. What if he went after Mr. Wilson? Brad was a big guy, and she knew, when provoked, he could get angry enough to administer some rough justice. What if he punched him? Brad could go to jail. Tears sprang to her eyes. They would have to dump the house as fast as possible and hope the bank would continue working with them. Oh, we are screwed, Julie thought, panic replacing her heat. My boss screwed me. Without touching me, he managed to really screw me.

By the time she got home, her heart was heavy. She’d had that job for nine years, and there was never a hint of anything from her boss. She couldn’t go back, that was for certain. Her mind feverishly went over her limited options. She had quit, so unemployment was out of the question. She threw her keys onto the pitted Formica countertop and quickly stripped off her clothes. Turning on the hot water in the shower, she let it steam up the bathroom, hoping it would clean the dirty feeling away. Julie stopped in her tracks, wrapping an oversized white towel around herself. Spinning slowly, she felt violated, as if she were being observed.

“Brad?” she called softly. Opening the door to one of the extra bedrooms, she looked around, taking in its sparseness. She walked into the living room, noting her husband had taken both the paintings and the box. He must have brought them to Sal’s, she reasoned, as a chill shook her body. Delayed shock, she thought, her eyes darting around the room. Shaking her head, Julie raced to the bathroom, closing the door firmly as if to lock herself away from the world.

Tessa emerged from Brad’s closet, where she had been caressing his clothing. His manly scent permeated the enclosed space. She oozed into his shirts, squeezed into his pants, played with his shoes.

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