Boystown 7: Bloodlines by Marshall Thornton

Author:Marshall Thornton [Thornton, Marshall]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay paranormal romantic comedy
Published: 2015-04-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

I walked toward the lake thinking I’d take a walk in the park or maybe along the Belmont Rocks. When I got to Lake Shore Drive though, I had another idea. I walked south to Two Towers, Lana Shepherd’s building. In the lobby, I followed the sign to the rental office, which was set up a little like a doctor’s office, with a door and a receptionist’s window. Next to the window, which was frosted glass and closed, was a plastic doorbell. I rang it.

A moment later, a young woman of about twenty-five opened the window. She was odd. I noticed that right away. For one thing, she was at least six feet tall. She practically looked at me eye to eye. For another, her hair was cut in the same kind of extreme pixie cut that Mia Farrow wore in Rosemary’s Baby and dyed flat black. This was completely out of step with what I’d seen other girls her age doing, which was to make their hair seem as big and as curly as possible. Half of them looked like they’d killed some poor woodlands creature and stuck it on their heads. So maybe this girl had the right idea.

“Can I help you?”

“How much do one-bedrooms go for?”

“Three-seventy-five to four-forty, depending on the floor.” It was much more than my garden apartment had cost, but was still far less than I was making in a week. In fact, this rent and my office rent were still less than a week’s wages. I was flush, too. I had most of what Jimmy had paid me for the last two months in the bank. I tried to give Brian money but he wouldn’t take it. Whenever I tried to leave money on his dresser he always snuck it back into my jeans.

“Do you have anything with a view of the lake?”

“We have a tenth floor unit in the front. Hang on a second.”

Behind the wall were a couple of desks sitting in a small, windowless room. She walked over to the nearest desk and looked at a sheet. She wore a sort of T-shirt that was red with cap sleeves, well-tailored blue jeans, and pair of penny loafers. I noticed she never stood up completely straight, as if trying to compensate for her height, not by slouching as many tall girls do but by leaning. She leaned to the left, to the right, and back. I don’t think she was conscious of it.

“That unit is four hundred and twenty. Would you like to see it?”

“Yes. I would.”

Taking the sheet with her, she walked over to a pegboard that held at least a hundred sets of keys. She pulled four sets, then walked back and closed the window. Coming through the door she said, “My name is Clementine. I’m the manager for the building. I handle showing the apartments and applications. I also direct all the maintenance. If you become a tenant you bring any problems to me.” That would be strange, bringing my problems to such a young girl.

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