narrowing his eyes at me. “It’ll take a few months. Did you even read the contract?”
“I left early, remember? With Jonas. I haven’t had time to look at the contract yet. Audrey said it was okay, so I signed it. She negotiates for us.” I waved my hand in the air like it was no big deal. Rubbing my forehead, I had a headache forming from being awakened up too early from my rest.
“You should pay more attention to details, Miss Westing.”
I was about to tell him to call me Liz and nix the formalities when Audrey came rushing into the room.
“Liz, is there anything else you want to take to stor…” Audrey entered the room and froze in her footsteps. “What are you doing here?”
Luckily, Lonzo didn’t take her accusatory tone personally. “I’m here to escort Liz to a predetermined address today. Jonas told me, after your departure, that I was still in charge of your safety until your contract starts with Nobel Records.”
Audrey’s tight frown gave me all the information I needed to know about her relationship with Lonzo. I don’t know why they didn’t really care for each other whatsoever, but I never paid enough attention on tour to know what bothered them. Maybe there’d been a few words exchanged due to my crazy partying or something else while I was not around, but I’d never asked. Whatever happened between these two, neither had mentioned the other at all to me. Apparently, she didn’t appreciate his efforts as much as I did.
“It’s okay, Sis. I got this.” I motioned to her.
She eyed me suspiciously. “You don’t need me to go with you tonight?”
I shook my head. “I think we’ll be alright.”
She turned toward Lonzo, throwing him the stink eye.
“Well, call me if you run into any trouble.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” I gave her a salute and held in a chuckle until she spun around on her feet to return to her room. She’d been packing more stuff to put into storage since it looked like we’d be leaving this house for good when we returned to work with Nobel Records. I hadn’t settled down as much as she had. My life fit in several duffle bags and suitcases, already packed and sitting next to the couch. Most of my stuff consisted of musical instruments, notebooks, hordes of clothes, shoes, and gobs of make-up. I was efficient in packing my mess faster than Audrey.
I think she was just lamenting too much while she packed. It slowed her down.
“She’s a fiery pistol, no?” Lonzo laughed and made his way to one of the couches in the living room. Tossing his cowboy hat to the side and crossing one leg over a thigh, I got a good look at a nice pair of expensive, broken in cowboy boots. I’d never seen him so relaxed and out of his usual character outfit. He’d traded in the usual black slacks for a pair of form fitting faded jeans along with a plaid button up shirt.
“Yeah, that’s Audrey all right. I want to know why you’re here too, besides the security thing.” I sat in a chair across from him, waiting for him to spit it out.
“An ulterior motive? I have none. There’s nothing I have to hide.” He leaned forward, threading his fingers together. “But, now that I’m here, you won’t feel so out of place when you go to the address I gave you earlier.”
“What’s there that you want me to see? What’s so important about it?”
“You’ll see. Look, I know you’re heading there later, and I thought it’d be best if I went with you.”
“Why?”
“You might not like what you find.”
“So why send me there in the first place?”
He wrinkled his eyebrows, looking genuinely concerned. This worried me. I started twisting my hands together.
“It’s best if you see it all for yourself.”
“Well, that sounds reassuring.”
He laughed and relaxed again, leaning back into the sofa. “You can thank me later. It’s the answer to all your problems, believe me.”
Why did that not make me feel any better?
I rolled my eyes and jumped to my
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