Page 94 of Stolen Kisses
Gina nodded. “Let me know okay.”
“Yeah, we’re gonna go.”
“Can I see you back here on Sunday with this little boy I keep hearing about?” She smiled. She’d always been nice to me too.
I nodded returning the smile. “Yes, it would be great to catch up properly.”
It would be great to get to Sunday in one piece first, both emotionally and physically.
* * *
I went through the treasure box and found nothing that stood out to me. Just lots more diaries that I planned to go through after lunch because Flynn was in one of his tantrum moods. He’d wanted me to take him outside to play with his ball. I was hoping I’d find a reference to other men Christina had been seeing. There were at least twenty diaries in the box so I had my work cut out for the day if I wanted to get through them all.
I took Flynn out to the park across from the house. Donny and Saul were in my line of sight watching us kick the ball around. Lois was somewhere else. All around us were men, seen, and unseen.
It was perhaps the safest I could feel, but nothing felt safer than when I was with Dante. He was at work though.
Business.
Out here I realized that Franco could have his people watching. They wouldn’t have to do anything. Just keep watch, wait, and report back.
Flynn kicked the ball over to me and his little face brightened when I managed to stop it with my foot and kick it back.
“Yay, mama it’s like we’re playing in a real game.” He jumped up and down laughing. He kicked the ball again and my mediocre skills couldn’t stop it. Dante was right, the kid had a good leg on him.
I was thinking of signing him up for soccer at the community center. He’d love playing on a team.
I went to run after the ball, but a man who was jogging by caught it. He picked it up and came over to us.
It wasn’t until he got close that my heart slammed in my chest when I realized who he was.
Elliot Granger!
Elliot Granger walking up to me wearing jogging pants and a loose fitted t-shirt spinning the ball on his finger like you would a basketball.
Elliot Granger just happened to be running in the same park opposite Dante’s house?
Oh my God.
God. I grabbed Flynn.
“Your ball?” he asked looking at Flynn and then me.
Flynn moved out of my grasp and moved to get the ball.
Breathe …
Stay calm …
I couldn’t let him see that I knew something. Especially when he looked at me like he was trying to figure me out.
“Oh my gosh, you’re Governor Granger.” I could be a good actress at the best of times. In my state of nerves it helped to think more on my feet.
He smiled. “Yes, that is me.”
“Oh my goodness wow. I’m sorry I get star struck.” I lied, really I felt like throwing up.
He put out his hand to shake mine and I almost made the mistake of hesitating, as in my head was the replay of him shooting Todd Parker.
