The Rare Event by P.D. Singer

Author:P.D. Singer [Singer, P.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

THE housekeeper cleared away the fourth plate when Jon explained that Ricky wouldn’t be joining them at dinner, and there was no fifth plate.

“Davis will be having a sandwich at his desk if he gets anything at all,” Jessica mused between bites of sea bass in mango salsa. “His project had something come up, and he’ll be burning some midnight oil. But why isn’t Ricky with us?”

Jon put his fork down rather abruptly—the plate contained nothing that wouldn’t taste like ashes now. “We—came to a parting of the ways. And I don’t want to talk about why.” Even with closed eyes and bent head, he could see his parents meeting each other’s glances with concern, as they always had when he’d brought them his troubles, or part of them.

“I’m sorry, dear.” He could feel his mother’s small hand on his own, and felt his father shift in his chair.

“Is it something that we should hunt him down and bankrupt him for?” Chaz asked after clearing his throat twice.

Jon shook his head. “At the rate he’s going, he’ll take care of that himself.” Why had he not put the stop-loss order on Lasker Homes, or WideWest, whichever was the bigger position? Intens was an unknown risk, subject to a Black Swan event but not headed for the certain fall. Why did Ricky not protect himself? Jon couldn’t quite shake his sense of responsibility for his lover’s, no, his ex-lover’s safety.

Chaz cut to the chase. “Is there any risk that he’ll take you down with him?”

“Me personally, no.” Jon beseeched his father with his eyes to let it drop. “The fund, not down, but it could hurt. Let’s talk about something else.” He pushed the mango off the fish but didn’t eat any.

“This may not be an improvement, but Spencer called,” Jessica offered. Chaz looked at her sharply, and Jon recalled what his father had said the other night. “He sounded rather strange.”

“What did he want?” The dull ache grew in Jon’s gut.

“Your phone number. He said he’d been looking at wedding pictures and wanted to talk.” Jessica folded her napkin and laid it next to her plate. “I told him I’d ask you first, and he promised to call back.”

Spencer was right not to expect Jon to pick up the phone, not to expect a lunge at a hope. “If he still wants it, yes, that’s fine.”

“Are you sure?” Chaz looked intently into Jon’s face. “After what you said the other night?”

“If he was looking at wedding pictures before he called, something’s changed. It’s okay.” Jon knew there had been more than a few time-stamped shots of him passing a roll of tissue around a captive groomsman. Of course, Davis had said a great deal the other day, and that had changed things too.

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