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that Sterl was feeling better. By the time he left him, Sterl was having a snack, which looked like a one-pound steak and a pound side of grilled shrimp, before he headed back to bed. Noah was right about one thing; his brother was going to be better than ever.
Chapter 5
The check seemed to call to her several times a day, and Noelle would go and get it from the safe and just look at it. It wasn’t the original check…that one was in the bank in a safety deposit box. This was a copy that she’d asked for. Even a copy of the check seemed to be surreal to her. Smiling as she put it back in the safe, she looked up when there was a knock at the door. Mr. Casen told her she had a phone call.
“But I don’t know anyone that would be calling me.” He asked her if she wanted him to tell them that she wasn’t there. “I’m not sure. Who would it be?”
“I can ask for you, mistress. Perhaps you can come with me to the phone and I can give you some clues.”
Nodding, she followed the big man out of the room to the kitchen where she thought the only wall phone was. Not just in the house, but the only one she’d ever seen. He picked up the phone and asked who was calling. She could hear shouting, but not really what was being said. Then Mr. Casen spoke again.
“I see. And Mr. Merrill, how is it that you got this number?” Noelle sat down on the chair and held tightly onto the table as Mr. Casen continued. “I’m not sure why anyone would share that information with you, but I would suggest that you lose this number and never call here again.”
She could hear her stepfather then. “I know she’s there. I want to talk to her. She’s not been back to her place in a while now, and I heard that she was hanging out there. You tell her that it’s time she got herself back to work and giving me what she owes me.” Mr. Casen asked him what it was that he thought she owed him. “Money, damn it. She got me fired from my job and she owes me a lot of back wages. If she had just kept her mouth shut, I’d have been able to work and collect on some pension money too. She thinks I’m stupid.”
“I’m reasonably sure that anyone that meets you can see that without being told.” Noelle put her hand over her mouth when she felt a burble of laughter spill out. “Have you considered finding a job of your own? I mean, there are plenty out there. That way you can stop bothering the young lady who has done nothing to you, and have an income as well.”
“I’m not going to dignify that with an answer.” Mr. Casen just rolled his eyes. “What she doing there anyway? She working as a maid or something? Does that pay well? I could use me a few extra bucks this week, you tell her.”
“No, she’s not the maid.” Howard asked what she was doing then. “None of your business. And should you call here again, I will have the number changed. Miss Noelle is no longer any of your concern.”
When Mr. Casen hung up the phone, he stood there saying nothing. Noelle got up and pulled two glasses from the cabinet, found some chips, and shoved him into the chair. The man had done something for her that no one had before…stood up to her stepfather.
“He’s a bully.” Noelle agreed with him as she poured them both some tea. “Why on earth would someone just expect me to give them personal information like that? And to think that he thought you a maid here.”
“He has every right to think I would be working as a domestic in a house like this. I’m not really from the kind of clique that Elijah and the rest of them hang out with.” She ate several chips before she spoke again. “I missed how he said he got the number here. I mean, I’m guessing by now that he knows for sure that I’m here, but how did he get the number?”
“He claims that he got it from your previous employer. I shall have to look into that.” She told him he might be telling the truth. Her old boss had wanted some way to contact her in the
Chapter 5
The check seemed to call to her several times a day, and Noelle would go and get it from the safe and just look at it. It wasn’t the original check…that one was in the bank in a safety deposit box. This was a copy that she’d asked for. Even a copy of the check seemed to be surreal to her. Smiling as she put it back in the safe, she looked up when there was a knock at the door. Mr. Casen told her she had a phone call.
“But I don’t know anyone that would be calling me.” He asked her if she wanted him to tell them that she wasn’t there. “I’m not sure. Who would it be?”
“I can ask for you, mistress. Perhaps you can come with me to the phone and I can give you some clues.”
Nodding, she followed the big man out of the room to the kitchen where she thought the only wall phone was. Not just in the house, but the only one she’d ever seen. He picked up the phone and asked who was calling. She could hear shouting, but not really what was being said. Then Mr. Casen spoke again.
“I see. And Mr. Merrill, how is it that you got this number?” Noelle sat down on the chair and held tightly onto the table as Mr. Casen continued. “I’m not sure why anyone would share that information with you, but I would suggest that you lose this number and never call here again.”
She could hear her stepfather then. “I know she’s there. I want to talk to her. She’s not been back to her place in a while now, and I heard that she was hanging out there. You tell her that it’s time she got herself back to work and giving me what she owes me.” Mr. Casen asked him what it was that he thought she owed him. “Money, damn it. She got me fired from my job and she owes me a lot of back wages. If she had just kept her mouth shut, I’d have been able to work and collect on some pension money too. She thinks I’m stupid.”
“I’m reasonably sure that anyone that meets you can see that without being told.” Noelle put her hand over her mouth when she felt a burble of laughter spill out. “Have you considered finding a job of your own? I mean, there are plenty out there. That way you can stop bothering the young lady who has done nothing to you, and have an income as well.”
“I’m not going to dignify that with an answer.” Mr. Casen just rolled his eyes. “What she doing there anyway? She working as a maid or something? Does that pay well? I could use me a few extra bucks this week, you tell her.”
“No, she’s not the maid.” Howard asked what she was doing then. “None of your business. And should you call here again, I will have the number changed. Miss Noelle is no longer any of your concern.”
When Mr. Casen hung up the phone, he stood there saying nothing. Noelle got up and pulled two glasses from the cabinet, found some chips, and shoved him into the chair. The man had done something for her that no one had before…stood up to her stepfather.
“He’s a bully.” Noelle agreed with him as she poured them both some tea. “Why on earth would someone just expect me to give them personal information like that? And to think that he thought you a maid here.”
“He has every right to think I would be working as a domestic in a house like this. I’m not really from the kind of clique that Elijah and the rest of them hang out with.” She ate several chips before she spoke again. “I missed how he said he got the number here. I mean, I’m guessing by now that he knows for sure that I’m here, but how did he get the number?”
“He claims that he got it from your previous employer. I shall have to look into that.” She told him he might be telling the truth. Her old boss had wanted some way to contact her in the
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