down. The Alien Frog Beast planned to be two thousand miles away with a new name, a new driverâs license, and a new store. The only thing heâd be missing was his younger son.
Lucasâs father still hadnât moved. Kai couldnât imagine why.
âThat was a nice ride you had over in Fairport,â Buzzy finally said.
âThanks.â
âLucas says you might compete in the Northeast Championship here in a few weeks,â Lucasâs father said.
âMightâ
âI hope you will. It would be good for him. He needs someone to light a fire under him.â
âYou never know,â Kai said, thinking back to the Fourth of July. âIt might explode in his face.â
Buzzyâs features hardened. Without a word he got into the Hummer and drove away. Kai went through the gate and knocked on the door to Teddyâs workshop.
She didnât answer. That was strange. Kai knew she was in there. Maybe sheâd gone into the shaping room and couldnât hear him. He knocked again. This time a little louder.
âGo away.â
âTeddy, itâs me, Kai.â
âSo? What part of the sentence didnât you understand? âGoâ? Or âawayâ?â
âCome on, Teddy.â
She didnât answer.
âTeddy?â Kai tried again.
âGet away from my workshop.â
âYou already used that line,â Kai reminded her. âOr at least something pretty close to it.â
Again Teddy was silent.
âLook, Teddy, I admire what you said to Buzzy. The guyâs a cold-blooded bastard. But itâs hard to go up against someone like that alone. We all need friends and Iâm one of yours. So how about it?â
âOh, all right, come in.â
Kai pushed the door open. Teddy was sitting on a stool by the workbench, a defeated slope to her shoulders as she stared at the floor. She was a small woman, but today she looked even smaller.
âI guess itâs obvious that I heard part of that conversation with Buzzy,â Kai said.
âGreedy, power-hungry son of a bitch,â Teddy muttered.
âI didnât quite get what he wanted,â Kai said. âYour boards with a Sun Haven Surf brand logo on them?â
Teddy swept her arm around the workshop. âThis is my life. It may not seem like much, but itâs all Iâve got and itâs the only thing I do. I make the best boards I can, and every surfer around here knows that when they see a plain white board with the handwrittenletters
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on the stringer it came from this shop and these hands.â
âThen donât let him do it,â Kai said.
âHow can I stop him?â Teddy asked. âYou and I both know that almost all my business comes from orders he takes at the store. The custom boards, the repairs ⦠All that work comes from Sun Haven Surf.â
âOpen your own business,â Kai said. âCustom-shaped boards and ding repairs. Youâve got a shop. All youâd have to do is advertise in the local paper.â
âYou think Iâd let
strangers
come in here?â Teddy asked. âWander all over my property? Are you crazy?â
âThen maybe you could rent a small place in town,â Kai said. âIt would cost you more, but youâd probably get more business. Walk-ins and stuff.â
Teddy gave him a curious look. âHow does a kid your age know about this?â
âItâs what Iâve been doing for the past two years,â Kai said.
Teddy blinked. âOh, right, with your father. Wait a minute. What are you doing here? You work for him during the day.â
âNot anymore,â Kai said.
âWhat happened?â
âHeâs a crook,â Kai said. âI got to the point where I couldnât take it.â
âSo Iâm not the only one whoâs out of a job right now,â Teddy realized.
âYou could say that.â
âAnd you think you learned