Page 31 of Sins or Secrets
That would explain the bitchy looks.
A million dollars, Quinn. It doesn’t matter if this woman wants to look at me like I’m shit she’s trying to avoid stepping in.
“Don’t worry, she doesn’t like me either, but in my case, it’s more to do with the fact that I’m competition and not much of one with my student discounts and O.A.P Friday treats.She’s all glamor and glitz. Like sex on legs.” Bree makes a face and grabs her orange soda, gulping down the liquid.
“Oh well, one things for certain.There’s still never a dull moment in this place.”
“Never, or we’d be somewhere else.Let’s toast to the future,” Bree holds up her glass like it’s some expensive wine or champagne.
I giggle and do the same, feeling a little better and less anxious than I have since coming backhere.
We clink our glasses andsmile.
“To the future,” I say and take a sip of myjuice.
In six months’ time I will walk away from this town with one million dollars in my pocket and my share of the sales from thehouse.
All I have to do is push the past behind me and let this be the path to my freshstart.
That means putting Logan behind me too, and everything I felt forhim.
Even if I still feelit.
Quinn
The next two days were spent searching for apartments in Wilmington.
In my search I discovered good news and bad.The good news was that rental costs were more than half the prices of a New York apartment and if I lived closer to the river it was even less.
That was a great discovery until I stumbled across the bad news.There was nothing available for months or at all.And the closest places I could find were in Charlotte or the next town.Those were possibilities but just too far away.
When I saw my search was coming up with nothing I booked my motel room for another two weeks with the hope that something would come up.I also paid down some more money on my rented car.Also with the plan to get a car in the next two weeks.
As I won’t be using my money up in New York, I can put it to good use here.
On Wednesday I started getting antsy about Friday and realized I should make some kind of move to let Logan know I was accepting.
I was pretty sure he was too.I couldn’t imagine him turning his back on this and worse allowing me to get his million.
Since I was pretty sure he wasn’t going to come and see me, I thought I’d venture to him instead.
So when I woke Thursday morning I did just that.I also figured it would be best to go and see him in a business setting as opposed to his house.
I didn’t know if he still lived where he did.Bree didn’t say so I assumed he did.
I thought too that seeing him at work would be better since I have such bad memories associated with going to his house from that last time.
It took me twenty minutes to get to his agency.From the moment I pulled up in the shared parking lot I could see Bree was right.Logan did well for himself.
Everything from the large storefront window to the sophisticated design of the sign listing Savage Private Investigations screams professionalism.And, it’s busy inside. That's always a good sign.
I push the door open and I’m greeted by a friendly receptionist who looks more like a librarian with her thick rimmed glasses and neat salt and pepper updo.Her name tag tells me she’s Ivy.The corners of her eyes crinkle into a smile when she sees me.
It’s nice to have a friendly face amongst the sea of uncertainty.I’ve had several people recognize me over the last few days.Most of the time I looked away, at other times I remained expressionless, thinking it safer because I wasn’t sure what their looks meant.
“Good morning,” I say.
“Good morning. How may I help you?”
