The Mourning Missed by J. Don Wright

Author:J. Don Wright
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: supernatural powers, female detective, Organized crime, Asian African American
Publisher: Front Porch
Published: 2020-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

WHEN SHE PULLED UP in front of the apartment complex, the manager was locking the door to his office. Trotting to catch him, she realized she didn’t know his name. “Excuse me, sir,” she called as he walked away.

“Closed, come back tomorrow,” he called over his shoulder without stopping.

“Sir, my key doesn’t work in my door. Will that wait until tomorrow?”

When he turned to face her, recognition bloomed in his eyes, followed immediately by a scowl. “You don’t live here and you have no contract to prove it. Now beat it before I call the cops, which you’re not,” he said pointedly.

“You’re right sir, at least partially,” she replied civilly. “I’m not a cop; I work for the District Attorney’s Office.” She held her credentials out for him to peruse. “As far as not living her, my fiancé Clint Parsons gave you appropriate notice in writing of his intent to add a sublet, which is within his contractual rights. Furthermore, he gave you $100 towards the first month’s rent of the new contract.”

“So, unless you want to be investigated by the DA’s office for defrauding a police officer, could I please have a key to my apartment?” Her saccharine smile would have chilled a bottle of soda. She had succeeded in remaining civil with this asshole, which she counted as a win.

“I was told by the police last week that Parsons would no longer need the apartment. As such, I vacated the unit. There’s nothing in there right now, it’s all been put in storage,” he lied. “Which you’ll need to pay for to recover. Again, you have no contract with this apartment complex. So DA’s office or not, I want you off the property.”

As he turned again, Lilly’s right hand reached out to rest on his lower forearm. For anyone watching, it would have looked like a casual enough gesture. For the manager, it was anything but. As she began increasing the pressure of her grip, his face went from displeasure at the further delay to opening his first beer of the evening straight into consternation. When the pressure steadily increased, alarm replaced the previous expression and when she tweaked her thumb and index finger just slightly; fleeting pain.

“Last chance to be friendly sir, as I don’t even know you’re name,” she said calmly. “I need a place to sleep tonight. After what I’ve been through today, I’m in no mood for any more screwing around. I know all my stuff was still in there as of six am this morning because I was in there. So unless you’ve moved it all out today, what say you unlock, get me the key, and tootle on along to your place?”

When he continued to stall, she tightened her grip more. “On second thought, how about you go unlock it with your master key right now? If the unit is empty, I’ll be on my way. Wanna keep that hand?”

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