Page 25 of Nikki Sinatra: For Her Lover
“No, he wasn’t driving it, thank God. I was. And I’m okay. But I gotta get to Nikki.”
“Nikki? What’s wrong with Nikki?”
Teddy didn’t say. He didn’t really know what to say because he didn’t know himself what was wrong with her.
But that silent treatment reminded Roz so much of Mick. He and Teddy were so much alike. “Get in,” she said. “I’ll take you to Nikki.”
“I can borrow a car from one of the guys.”
“Boy get in here and leave those hardworking people alone! I’ll take you. Get in.”
Teddy was too anxious to find Nikki. He got in. “Pop is gonna kill me bothering you like this.”
“Does it look like you’re bothering me? Just tell me where to go.”
“Turn around and head left,” he said as he buckled the seatbelt. “And I don’t care what you say. Pop is gonna kill me!”
“Then you’ll just die,” Roz said as she turned around wildly and then headed left.
When Teddy looked at her like she was insane, she laughed.
Then Teddy remembered he needed to find Nikki and pulled up his Corvette’s GPS on his phone. But when he saw where Nikki had actually gone, he was roundly stupefied.
“What the fuck,” he said with a perplexed look on his face.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“Not this street, but turn left at the next one.”
“You sure that GPS right?”
“Yes, Roz, it’s right.”
“But why would Nikki be over here? Even Mick said he don’t have any dealings with these trailer park fools over here. Why would Nikki be over here?”
“I don’t know, Roz, okay?” Teddy was irritated because of his wife’s involvement and his lack of knowledge about why she was involved. “I don’t know dammit!”
Roz slammed on brakes in the middle of the road and looked at Teddy. “You better take that bass out of yourgotdamn voice when you’re talking to me, boy, or I’ll kick your ass through that windshield! Who do you think you’re talking to?”
Teddy leaned his head back. Why did he agree to let her come with him?Why??? “Okay, okay, I’m sorry.” Then he looked at her “I’m sorry. That crash shook me up and I’m worried about Nikki. I’m worried sick about her.”
Roz dropped her attitude when she saw the distress all over his handsome face. “I been there okay?” When she saw that he was still unconvinced that anybody could understand what he was going through, she grabbed his chin and turned his face toward her. “I been there, alright? I get it. But I don’t care what your ass is going through, you better never talk to me like I’m one of your boys. Got it?”
Roz was his father’s wife. He married her in great part, Teddy believed, because of her toughness. He nodded his head.“I got it. I apologize. Now can you keep driving, please, since you wouldn’t let me drive myself.”
“You aren’t about to drive my brand-new shit,” said Roz as she continued driving. “And it’s not just me saying that either, but Mick said it too. The same hour he bought me this beautiful Bentley he told me that you and Nikki wreck too many cars and he didn’t want either one of you near mine. That’s why I’m driving it.”
“Make another left here,” Teddy said.
Roz got in the turning lane. “I don’t understand why Nikki’s driving your car anyway. Don’t she have a Porsche? Where’s her Porsche?”
Teddy hesitated. He hated proving his father right. “She wrecked it last night,” he said.
“She wrecked it? Did she get hurt?”
“No.Nobody did.”
“And that’s why you had your son’s car.”
