Digging Up Trouble

I looked at her like she was crazy. Actually, she was crazy.

It wasn’t much of a stretch. “Maybe because I’m not divorced yet?”

“You will be in what? Two weeks?”

Eight days.

My stomach hurt.

“It’s too soon,” I said.

“Do you love him?”

Did I? I’d only known him five months. Did people fall in love in five months? “I don’t know.”

“I’d marry him. He’s hot.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“I don’t like the blonde on you, Nina. You look too . . . I don’t know.”

I peeked in the lighted visor mirror. “Kato Kaelin?”

She banged the steering wheel with her fist. “Yes!”

“Well, it’s only for one night.” I sighed. “Why are we even doing this?”

“Jean-Claude, that’s why.”

Oh yeah. Jean-Claude.

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“If he’s violating his probation, then I have to take action.”

Action as in sending Jean-Claude to lockup. A shame, because he only had two more months before he was a completely free man.

That made my stomach hurt too. Jean-Claude had become more than an employee to me. He was a friend.

And here I was helping to get him sent away.

But what if he’s doing something dangerous? my inner voice asked.

I thought about that for a second. If he was a gigolo, as I suspected, then he was definitely doing something illegal, but dangerous? I supposed it wasn’t the safest job.

And if he was stealing cars again?

Definitely dangerous. And illegal.

And not something I could condone.

I sighed. What was going on with him?

I wasn’t happy being part of this whole bounty hunter thing Ana had going on, but as his friend, I wanted to help Jean-Claude. It was just hard to figure out what kind of help he needed.

“So,” I asked, “where are we going exactly?”

“We’re going to do a little recon.” Ana whipped one of her long fake tresses over her shoulder.

“Recon?”

“A reconnaissance mission.”

I arched an eyebrow. “You’ve been reading too many Tom Clancy novels.”

“You know I only read sci-fi, but I did see some of those movies. Harrison Ford. Hubba hubba.”

“You’ve got to be kidding,” I said, watching headlights zip by, heading north.

“What? You like Ben Affleck?”

“Not really. But I’d take him over Harrison Ford.”

Digging Up Trouble

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Ana’s face scrunched in disgust. “You’ve obviously been sniffing too much manure.”

“Harrison Ford is old enough to be our grandfather!”

“That’s only because Nana married Grandpa ’Zo when she was thirteen.”

“So? Still old enough.”

She held firm. “He’s hot.”

“Ew!”

“I also had a crush on that Law & Order guy. The one who just died.”