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door.”
Wyler observed them a moment before shaking his head in amazement at how well they were getting along. “Jezalyn, you show him the rest of the store and stockroom. I will get his things.”
Wyler dashed off as she said flipping her hand out to the side, “Well, this is the antique section.”
Larkin watched Wyler sprint toward the front door, so he pointed across the room to a small nook area and asked, “What is that over there?”
Jezalyn had never been to that section, so she responded, “I don’t know. Let’s go check it out.” They passed by Wyler giving him an opportunity to grab Larkin’s fictional bags and start toward the underground apartment.
By the time, they reached the stockroom entrance Wyler was waiting for them. “I placed your bags downstairs. What do you think about the shop?”
“It is quaint and organized.”
Wyler laughed, “You might not want to go into the stockroom then.” Turning toward his employee, he said, “Thank you, Jezalyn. Can you attend the shop alone while I show him where he will be staying?”
She nodded as the word “sure,” escaped her throat as she took a seat on a little, wooden stool behind the counter.
They walked off side by side; Wyler slanted slightly close to Larkin and whispered, “I can’t believe you made me do that. You know Ana’s gonna flip when I tell her this.”
He gave a chuckle as he responded, “Well, at least I haven’t eaten her yet. Ana will be happy to hear that.”
Chapter 8: Checking In
Wyler was at a loss to what he might tell Ana. He only knew he was happy she was not at home, because he knew she would be overly concerned about Larkin introducing himself to Jezalyn. As Wyler showed Larkin to the apartment all he could think was, How do I tell her? He mindlessly closed the door behind them as they entered. Wyler was so distracted that he had not noticed Larkin staring at him.
“Wyler.” Larkin waited for him to respond, but he did not. “Wyler!”
Although Larkin’s final exclamation caught his attention, Wyler responded lethargically and mechanically, “Hmm, Can I get you something, Larkin?”
“No, nothing. Stop obsessing—the situation is controllable.”
“I know it is, I’m sure you’ll figure out something with Jezalyn.”
“Then what is bothering you?”
He took a deep breath before releasing his anxiety. “It’s Ana. I don’t know how to tell her about the new situation. She is already uneasy; for she is scared you’ll choose to have her killed. They spent some time together the other day, and she seems to be quite fond of her. Anyway, the news of you introducing yourself to Jezalyn is only going to agitate her further.”
“I wouldn’t worry. She didn’t have a problem with the Julius situation in the end.”
The words, “I know” slipped out of Wyler’s mouth as the phone began to ring.
Larkin, being closer, answered and held the receiver out to Wyler, while he mouth the words “it’s her” with a rather smug smirk that he had not even tried to hide.
Gripping the phone tightly as he brought it to his ear, Wyler camouflaged his tension with a perky greeting. “Hi, Bunny. How is your day going?” As the conversation ensued, Larkin snapped his fingers to get Wyler’s attention before pointing toward the door. Wyler shook his head and watched Larkin hurry out the door that led back to the shop.
Ana’s voice broke his stare, “What are you and Larkin doing today?”
Unmasked anxiety entered his voice, “Oh, nothing.”
Noticing her husband’s nervous tone, she prodded, “That doesn’t sound like nothing.”
“Well, I think it would be better to discuss this when you come home.”
“No! I want to discuss it now. Tell me what is going on over there.” Wyler unfolded the morning’s events to her trying to downplay Larkin’s decision to introduce himself to Jezalyn. Before Wyler’s wife could freak out, he quickly explained Jezalyn was under the impression that
Wyler observed them a moment before shaking his head in amazement at how well they were getting along. “Jezalyn, you show him the rest of the store and stockroom. I will get his things.”
Wyler dashed off as she said flipping her hand out to the side, “Well, this is the antique section.”
Larkin watched Wyler sprint toward the front door, so he pointed across the room to a small nook area and asked, “What is that over there?”
Jezalyn had never been to that section, so she responded, “I don’t know. Let’s go check it out.” They passed by Wyler giving him an opportunity to grab Larkin’s fictional bags and start toward the underground apartment.
By the time, they reached the stockroom entrance Wyler was waiting for them. “I placed your bags downstairs. What do you think about the shop?”
“It is quaint and organized.”
Wyler laughed, “You might not want to go into the stockroom then.” Turning toward his employee, he said, “Thank you, Jezalyn. Can you attend the shop alone while I show him where he will be staying?”
She nodded as the word “sure,” escaped her throat as she took a seat on a little, wooden stool behind the counter.
They walked off side by side; Wyler slanted slightly close to Larkin and whispered, “I can’t believe you made me do that. You know Ana’s gonna flip when I tell her this.”
He gave a chuckle as he responded, “Well, at least I haven’t eaten her yet. Ana will be happy to hear that.”
Chapter 8: Checking In
Wyler was at a loss to what he might tell Ana. He only knew he was happy she was not at home, because he knew she would be overly concerned about Larkin introducing himself to Jezalyn. As Wyler showed Larkin to the apartment all he could think was, How do I tell her? He mindlessly closed the door behind them as they entered. Wyler was so distracted that he had not noticed Larkin staring at him.
“Wyler.” Larkin waited for him to respond, but he did not. “Wyler!”
Although Larkin’s final exclamation caught his attention, Wyler responded lethargically and mechanically, “Hmm, Can I get you something, Larkin?”
“No, nothing. Stop obsessing—the situation is controllable.”
“I know it is, I’m sure you’ll figure out something with Jezalyn.”
“Then what is bothering you?”
He took a deep breath before releasing his anxiety. “It’s Ana. I don’t know how to tell her about the new situation. She is already uneasy; for she is scared you’ll choose to have her killed. They spent some time together the other day, and she seems to be quite fond of her. Anyway, the news of you introducing yourself to Jezalyn is only going to agitate her further.”
“I wouldn’t worry. She didn’t have a problem with the Julius situation in the end.”
The words, “I know” slipped out of Wyler’s mouth as the phone began to ring.
Larkin, being closer, answered and held the receiver out to Wyler, while he mouth the words “it’s her” with a rather smug smirk that he had not even tried to hide.
Gripping the phone tightly as he brought it to his ear, Wyler camouflaged his tension with a perky greeting. “Hi, Bunny. How is your day going?” As the conversation ensued, Larkin snapped his fingers to get Wyler’s attention before pointing toward the door. Wyler shook his head and watched Larkin hurry out the door that led back to the shop.
Ana’s voice broke his stare, “What are you and Larkin doing today?”
Unmasked anxiety entered his voice, “Oh, nothing.”
Noticing her husband’s nervous tone, she prodded, “That doesn’t sound like nothing.”
“Well, I think it would be better to discuss this when you come home.”
“No! I want to discuss it now. Tell me what is going on over there.” Wyler unfolded the morning’s events to her trying to downplay Larkin’s decision to introduce himself to Jezalyn. Before Wyler’s wife could freak out, he quickly explained Jezalyn was under the impression that
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