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hit me
in the head with a brick, my heart bashed my chest. He watched me
closely. ”If you kill them, would you ever
hurt me?”
    “ No.”
    “ Okay. Are they bad
people?”
    “ It’s not something I want to
discuss with anyone,” he trailed off.
    I kept looking at him, trying to
see a killer. He didn’t seem any different from when I first met
him.
    “ You don’t seem different to me,”
I said, touching his arm. His hands were nervously balled up. He
relaxed at my touch, taking my hand in his.
    “ I thought that you would say
that. But I don’t ever want to scare you or make you fear me. If I
do, you just say the word and I will leave you alone.” He squeezed
my hand.
    “ You don’t scare me, you make me
feel safe. You know what would scare me though?”
    “ What’s that?”
    “ You getting caught or getting
yourself in trouble and me never seeing you again because you’re in
jail or something,” I said, feeling the pains in my chest from the
thought of it.
    “ That is not going to happen,
believe me. Don’t think twice about that.”
    “ How do you know something like
that?”
    “ Because, you
don’t know my family or what all this involves like I do.” He stood
up. The alley was even darker, but now knowing what I knew I didn’t
care if a gang of fifty came out of
anywhere. It wouldn’t have mattered to me.
    “ So why did you tell me your name
was Ace?” I asked, taking his hand as we walked back onto the
street.
    “ That’s what Carlo has always
called me, so it just came out I guess. You can call me Evan or
Ace, I don’t care.”
    “ I like Evan. You look like an
Evan,” I laughed. “What does it feel like to… you know?”
    “ I don’t think
about it. It’s very numbing. I don’t even feel like I’m there. Sort
of like a blackout or something, I don’t know.” He put his arm
around my shoulders holding tight to me as we walked. A million
words could not describe how I felt knowing that this guy that I
liked more and more each time I talked to
him was basically a hired
assassin.
    I didn’t care that he
probably could end my life in seconds and probably not think twice
about it. And I didn’t care that he had ended other people’s
lives either. All that I cared about was
that he was a good person to me.

Chapter 9
     
    Timing
     
    “ Eve, I can’t concentrate with the
music this loud,” my mother griped as she drove down the
highway.
    We were on our way back from the
mall- she had begged me to go. I accepted just to get her off my
case so that when Evan came over she wasn’t going to say that I
spent all my time with him as she always did.
    I hit the off button,
leaning my head against the window. She had insisted on me picking
out new clothes so I bought some jeans and
a few tops that caught my eye. She bought herself some new high
heels that she said were made for her feet. I thought anything with
an expensive price tag seemed to be made for her.
    “ Is Ace coming over before
dinner?”
    “ Evan.”
    “ Honey, I just don’t understand
how we met him as Ace and now I am supposed to be okay with calling
him Evan.”
    I gave my mother a dirty look. She
just never understood anything out of the norm.
    “ It’s called a nickname. His
father calls him Ace. I like Evan better.”
    She pulled into the
driveway. Gray and my dad were both
outside working on my dad’s old mustang he was restoring- it was
something they had been doing for years. They would remake an old
classic and then sell it or take it to a show a few times, then
sell it.
    “ Hey hon, I’ll
start dinner. I think Ace, or I mean Evan, may be joining us
tonight.” She kissed my dad and
practically floated into the house on all her pleasantness. My
dad grunted as he slid underneath the
mustang.
    Gray handed him a tool
looking over at me. “Sounds like a great dinner,” he said to
no one in particular.
    “ What’s that
mean Gray?” my dad asked from
below.
    “ Oh, nothing. I was kidding.” He
leaned