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At that moment, I knew no matter what happened to Jett and me, what transpired in the future, I would forever be a Jett Girl.
Damn, twigs were wordy.
I sat there for a while, just experiencing being as close to my parents as I could, something I used to do often when working at Kitten’s Castle.
I clutched the twig to my chest and smiled at the gravestone, just as a whirlwind of fire engines whipped past the cemetery, echoing through the canopy of trees.
My heart stopped in my chest at the blaring sound and dread filled my gut. Instantly, I shot off the ground and turned to the security guy standing a few feet away.
“I need to get to Jett, now!”
Chapter Thirty-Three
“Fire and Rain”
JETT
A few moments earlier…
“Say it,”I said through the phone, as my heartrate started to slow down.
“I love you,” Goldie’s sweet voice rang out.
Those three little words would never become old to me, not when they were directed at me from the most beautiful and sassy woman I had ever met.
Thankful that she allowed me to send security to be with her, I held my finger up at Kace and Lyla, who were waiting for our meeting to start, and called Jeremy.
“How can I assist you, Mr. Colby?” Jeremy asked into the phone.
“Send security to the Lafayette Cemetery to watch over Goldie.”
Without another word, I hung up the phone and placed it on my desk. I looked up at both Kace and Lyla, who were doing everything in their power not to look at each other. The tension was rather uncomfortable, but since Kace was the new manager of the community center, I needed him in the room.
“Is everything okay?” Lyla asked, looking slightly concerned.
“Yes,” I answered curtly, not wanting to get her involved in what was happening with Goldie. The only person who needed to worry was me.
“Then, why does she need security?” Kace asked gruffly.
Turning slightly to the brooding man, I said, “It’s none of your concern. It’s being taken care of. Now, let’s discuss why you’re here, shall we?”
Kace’s jaw worked back and forth, as he refrained from challenging me. I knew he wanted to know what was going on with Goldie, but I wasn’t about to bring it up in front of Lyla; I didn’t want to worry her.
“What’s this all about?” Lyla asked, as she crossed her legs and popped a piece of gum in her mouth. Her lips smacked together, as if she was in some kind of fifties movie, ready to strike a deal.
“Lyla, I wanted to talk to you about your future here.”
“There is no future,” she interrupted. “I spoke with Marv; I will be heading back to Kitten’s Castle starting in a week. “
“Lyla, I’m going to be honest with you.”
“I wouldn’t expect anything less.”
Her confidence was slightly annoying to me. From the way she carried herself, I knew this conversation wasn’t going to make much of a difference.
“You have no future at Kitten’s Castle. You need to think about what your next step is going to be. You need to take advantage of the education I’m offering and make something of yourself.”
“I don’t need it,” she said, while crossing her arms.
