The Last Day For Rob Rhino by Kathleen O'Donnell

Author:Kathleen O'Donnell [O'Donnell, Kathleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Italics Publishing
Published: 2019-03-12T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Four

“Hola?”

“Conchita?”

“Si?”

“Conchita? It’s me, Claire.”

“Si.”

“Conchita. I said it’s Claire.”

“Si hola como estas?”

Claire took a deep breath, counted to ten. Conchita spoke better English than Claire. Yet she loved this Abbott and Consuela phone routine and did it any time Claire called. Jordan liked to say that Conchita loved to yanko Claire’s chaino.

“Conchita, I’ve been in an accident. I have about an hour to live.”

“Oh good one, Claire, good one.” Conchita laughed. “Maybe you should talk to Guillermo instead.”

Claire got no respect. If she wasn’t so lazy she’d fire her and look for a new... a new... what was Conchita anyway? What did you call a person who knew where all your illegal drugs and bastard children were? Oh that’s right—employed.

“Hey, thanks for packing up all my stuff and sending it. Perfect choices like always.”

“No problem.” Conchita could pack a suitcase like most people could make a peanut butter sandwich. Without thinking in no time flat. “How are you really?”

“How long do you have?”

“I knew you should’ve stayed home. Away from those people.”

“Well, I’m on the home stretch. Umm... is Annabelle around?”

“No, not today. She only comes by to raid your closet.” Conchita made clucking sounds. She worked her ass off to put her two kids through college. Twenty year-olds in two thousand dollar outfits didn’t sit well with her. “I keep telling her she has her own place now. Time to fly the nest. Our little chica is too spoiled.”

“Good luck with that. Hey, I’ve gotten a couple letters from Ellen’s attorney since I’ve been gone. Only one made it into the FedEx. Did one get left there?”

“Ay chihuahua. That woman. Not that I’ve seen.”

“So you didn’t keep it there on purpose?”

“No. But I would’ve if I’d seen it. She’s waited this long. She can wait a few more weeks.”

“Shit. If you come across it call me at the hotel. My cell is... not working right. Try to keep Annabelle out of the mail. No. Better yet I’m going to be here a while. Forward it. Keep the bills. And if you see or hear from her tell her to call me pronto.”

“Si señora.”

“Adios amiga.” It made Conchita happy when Claire threw her a bone.

Not good. Where’d that goddamn letter go? If Annabelle opened it...no that couldn’t happen. It couldn’t.

Claire put the receiver in its cradle and rested her forehead on Liam who was right where she kept leaving him by her cell phone. Both still dead.

****

The message light blinked. Claire pressed it hoping to hear Annabelle’s voice. Two messages. Daryl Post, the university’s PR man called to let her know Elizabeth’s television debut was scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. Dean Sumner would appear as well to talk about the university donor program and Elizabeth would speak briefly about the Corrigan family gift. The dean or someone from his office would call later to get info about Liam so they could say a few words about him on air. A press release went out to all local media. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Well, there’s some good news.

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