The Immorality Clause by Brian Parker

The Immorality Clause by Brian Parker

Author:Brian Parker [Parker, Brian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BluA
Published: 2016-07-07T23:00:00+00:00


TEN: MONDAY

“Wow, Zach, you almost caused a riot when you came in here yesterday,” Karina stated from behind the hostess desk when I walked into the Pharaoh’s Tomb. “Are you sure you don’t want to give it a few days?”

“I don’t know what’s going on with Teagan, but I didn’t cause it,” I replied gruffly. What’s wrong with all these kids recently?

“Okay, keep telling yourself that. Mike can take you this afternoon.”

I glanced over at my normal table. Two people sat at it and it looked like Teagan was just beginning to take their order. Every table in her section was full, including my normal seat, so I sighed resignedly. “Sure, let’s go.”

I didn’t dislike Mike, but I did like my table. I could keep an eye on the door and most of the restaurant from that seat. A few of the wait staff and even Regina, the manager on shift, stared at me as I walked behind Sarina to the table. I sat in the booth with my back to the kitchen so I’d have the best view of the doorway. I’d never liked placing my back to any door that led to the outside and the dislike had only gotten worse after my stabbing.

Mike came up and took my order, not making any small talk or trying to sway my opinion with a more expensive item from the menu. I was halfway through my “Egyptian-style” cheeseburger when Teagan walked up from behind me and sat down in the seat opposite me.

“Hi, Zach,” she said. “Dining alone today?” Her voice practically dripped with sarcasm. I wondered what was wrong with everyone in this place the past couple of days.

“Hey. Are you okay?” I asked, deciding to be diplomatic with the girl. “Amir said you had a problem in your personal life and everything seemed to be falling apart yesterday.”

“Oh, I’m just fine.” Lie. “Where’s your girl?” Besides the tone of her voice, her cheeks shone a muted shade of pink.

“I— I don’t have a girl. The woman I had lunch with yesterday went to work.”

“She a stripper or call girl or something? She ain’t working in no office with that hair and them fake-ass boobs.”

“What’s going on with your accent?” I asked. “You don’t normally talk like that.”

“Like what? Easytown trash? You seem to like that.”

I was friends with Teagan, but she was purposefully trying to push my buttons and I’d had enough. “Teagan, I don’t know what fucking game you’re playing, but you need to stop. I’m sorry that a boy broke up with you or whatever, but I had nothing to do with it and I won’t be talked to like that.”

“I ain’t gotta…” She trailed off and stood up. “Later, gotta go back to work.” I half turned to watch her strut off into the kitchen.

“Jesus,” I muttered and took another bite. Maybe I should have had Andi send me something to eat at the office. I didn’t need this shit on top of everything else I was dealing with.



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