Scarlett The Devil's Daughter by S J Crabb Read Free Book Online Page B

leaving. I watch as he gets into
a dark green car and drives away. I am quite surprised that he came
to the house as from what I understand my father doesn't like doing
business at home. He has an office block in the town from which to
control his empire. Pushing all thoughts of my father out of my
mind I once again head off to work.
     
    When I enter the bar it is strangely
deserted. I think that I must be the only one in here and it feels
odd. Heading out the back I hear raised voices coming from the
office. I can't help but hear Drake shouting and freeze on the
spot. "I won't let you do this Dylan, its suicide." Dylan replies
angrily, "We don't have a choice if I succeed then all our problems
will be over and we can start our lives over again. Surely it's
worth the risks involved." There is a small silence and I feel bad
for listening. Then Drake says in a broken voice. "Please bro,
don't do this. I'll think of something else. I can't risk anything
happening to you too, it's not fair on the rest of us especially
mom." I can't hear what Dylan says and I decide that I had better
let them know I'm here as I don't want them to think I'm spying on
them. I call out, "Is anyone in this place or am I working on my
own today?" The door to the office flies open and Drake comes
storming out. When he sees me he grabs my hand and pulls me into
the bar. I can see that he is angry and upset which is unlike him.
"What's wrong Drake, has something happened?" He pulls me tightly
against him and I can hear his heart pounding in his chest. He says
in a tight voice, "No it's fine. Just a minor disagreement with
Dylan. Brothers hey?" I try to lighten his mood. "Tell me about it.
At least yours is Dylan and there's only one of him. Imagine having
four total nightmares to live with, it's no wonder I work." Pulling
back he looks at me softly and appears to shake himself. "I'm sorry
Scarlett that's not the sort of welcome I want to give my
girlfriend." As I hear the words a delightful shiver runs through
me. His girlfriend- how I like the sound of that. He leans down and
his lips brush against mine gently. Then he kisses me more
passionately and as we kiss I can feel the despair within him. I
try to read his thoughts but all I can sense is his fear. Whatever
it is they were arguing about is serious, that much I do know.
    We set to work and I notice that Drake is
still subdued. Dylan makes a brief appearance and then retires back
to the office on the premise of paperwork. Luckily it is a fairly
quiet morning and I try to lighten Drake's mood. About half way
through the morning I notice a man come into the bar. He looks
familiar and I watch him approach Drake who nods and leads him out
the back. Racking my brains it suddenly comes to me. This is the
man who was with my father this morning. Suddenly I get a horrible
feeling that I am about to find out why my father arranged this
job. Drake returns and I say, "Who was that Drake?" He smiles but
it doesn't reach his eyes. "Mr Anderson our accountant. He looks
after the financial side of things and there are some documents
that he needs Drake to sign. It's all boring stuff that I am glad
to keep away from." He gets called away by a customer and I take
the opportunity to sneak into the back. I know that I shouldn't but
I pass the office and stop, pretending to tie my laces. I hear the
man say, "It's a good offer, you should seriously consider it."
Dylan sounds weary as he says, "You know that it's not enough. It
would just about pay off what we owe and there would be none left
over to put Drake through College and take care of my father's
medical bills. Not to mention how we would live. No we have to
struggle on it's the only way." Mr Anderson obviously doesn't like
the answer and snaps, "Don't be a fool Dylan. At least this is
something. I mean there are a stack of bills that are due, which
reminds me I need you sign this Insurance acceptance form, oh and
this one to renew the licence." I hear Dylan sigh