Page 14 of Play of Love
I had seen the boy when I first looked but didn’t think he was actually referring to him as athat.“You know what’s worse than your four-legged friends from this morning? Those things.”
I looked up at him and narrowed my eyes. “You mean children?”
“Yes. Children. Get rid of it.”
He really was vile, and simply just awful. What kind of man was he?
The boy looked to be no more than ten. He had short dark hair, a backpack on his back, and a football shirt. But it wasn’t any ordinary football shirt. It had number forty-eight big and bold on the front. Above the numbers was the Gladiators’ logo and below that was writtenMancini.The boy held a football under his arm and just stood there looking on as if he was waiting for something.
My heart broke as I watched him.
Josh cleared his throat and inclined his head to the side, taking pleasure in my reaction. “Get rid of him and tell him not to come back, or I’ll call the cops and have him sent to juvie.”
He was serious; every word he said reflected the seriousness in his voice. Even if he was drunk. I was speechless.
“Okay.”
He smiled the same cruel smile and laid a heavy hand on my shoulder. “Good, I’m starting to like this relationship of ours. Having a PA definitely has its perks.”
As I watched him saunter away I planned to call my mother’s consultant when I finished work. I wanted to get his thoughts on the maximum time that Mom could wait for the surgery. Last time when we spoke he said it was imperative that they plan for the surgery, but he also knew we had no more money.
Maybe I’d jumped into this too quickly without thinking. If Mom could wait, then I’d find another job. Maybe I could go back to New York and Teddy would give me my old job back.
All I knew for certain was that I couldn’t stay here. Not with this man who had to be the optimum definition of the worst guy I’d ever,evermet in my life.
