after checking up on him, I found out that he didn’t last long at CUNY at all. He ended up dropping out and works through a staffing agency that places him at different places doing janitorial work. Last week, I received a letter that has to be from him. There isn’t anything I can do because I don’t have proof, but I think we need to take the threat seriously.”
Threat? Mom’s chicken pot pie wasn’t sitting well in my stomach now. Daddy handed over a note to me.
Peppermint Pussy’s Precious Daddy,
You ruined my life. Your daughter ruined my life. I will find her and ruin both of your lives.
You Know Who
I tossed the letter back at him. My hands, which I had been able to stop from shaking earlier, were now uncontrollably trembling. What does he mean? Would he hurt me?
“I won’t let anything happen to you, princess. You’re my little girl, and all I’ve ever wanted to do is protect you. As much as I didn’t want to tell you about the note, I felt like you needed to know about it so you could be vigilant. He doesn’t know where you are. Chances are, he’ll look for your real name. Fortunately for us, you go by Pepper, which will stall him. I’ve hired a private investigator to look into him and dig out what he can find. If he so much as laid a finger on a girl, I will find out and we’ll nail his ass to the wall. He won’t hurt you, baby girl.”
I nodded but couldn’t help but worry. Cole starred in most of my nightmares. He always morphed from a nice-looking guy into a monster. It had all been just nightmares until now. Now, my nightmares were becoming my reality.
Trent and I had been poring over all of the bank statements Mom had emailed to me earlier this morning. We were the only ones in the office, which was about right, considering it was Saturday.
“Everything looks normal,” I declared, tossing a statement on the table. It was getting close to time to head over to Mom’s. I really hoped Pepper would show up. She wasn’t responding to my texts.
“Keep digging. He had to have put it somewhere. Was he a signer on any other accounts that maybe your mother might not know of?”
“Well, he was a signer on our trusts of course. He was the administrator.”
“Do you have those statements?” he asked, excitement lacing his voice at the prospect of another avenue we could search.
“They’re at the house. Why don’t you go on home? I’ve got to be over at my mom’s for dinner soon. Let’s just meet back here tomorrow and I’ll bring Jackson’s and my trust statements. Hopefully we’ll get to the bottom of this.”
“See you tomorrow, man,” Trent said as he stood.
I sure as hell hoped we would figure this out and soon.
“Mom? Where’s my favorite lady?” I called from the living room. She burst from the kitchen and ran straight into my arms.
“I’m still upset with you, Jordie. You haven’t visited in weeks. Jackson definitely moved into first place for favorite son.”
I heard Jackson laughing in the kitchen at her proclamation. But I knew the way to her heart. As I held up the Godiva chocolates, she gasped.
“Who’s your favorite son now?”
Mom snatched them from me, grinning from ear to ear, and everyone laughed. Someone knocked on the door, interrupting our silly exchange. When I opened the door to Pepper, I smiled broadly at her. She looked beautiful in her tighter-than-normal long-sleeved t-shirt and holey jeans. They hugged her curves, and I couldn’t help but scan her body, appreciating each part of it. When my eyes made it back to hers, she glared at me.
At seeing Andi behind me, her face lit up, making my heart skip. I would have done just about anything to be the recipient of that look.
“Mom, this is Andi’s roommate, Pepper. Pepper, this is my mom, Trish.”
Pepper started to reach to shake her hand but Mom pulled her in for a hug. The look on Pepper’s face was priceless. Clearly, she was not used to being hugged by
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