Page 12 of Hart of Darkness
I swung out my arm to stop her. “Nadine, I said I would help, and I will.”Even if it’s for one night.She needed first aid. Maybe the next morning, I could convince her to speak to Ted.
She diverted her attention to my phone.
“I need to check this message.” I didn’t recognize the number of the voice mail. Sometimes Ted had one of his colleagues check on me if he was busy. “It might be my dad.” That wasn’t a total lie since Ted was kind of a father figure.
I didn’t want Nadine walking the streets. If she did end up dead, then I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself. She sat back as I listened to my voice mail.
“Hi, Maggie. This is Dillon Hart. I don’t know if you remember me. Anyway, can you call me or stop by when you get a chance.” He proceeded to spit out his number and the address of a shelter. “I would like to talk to you.”
My eyebrows drew together. Dillon Hart, as in the Hart brothers of the Silent Seven gang, was calling me. I’d wondered what had happened to him after all these years. He’d been the cutest of the Hart brothers. I knew his brother Denim was in jail for murder. That had been headline news about four years ago. Regardless, Dillon owned a shelter.
Talk about odds.
