Sebastian (Bowen Boys, #5)(2)
Once he was out, she turned back to the man behind the counter and apologized. Then she turned to the room.
“I’m very sorry, ladies and gentlemen. I’m sorry you had to witness that.” She moved to the door and was out before anyone tried to grab her. Ama was nearly a block away when a car pulled up beside her and the door was opened by the driver. The older lady from the deli and the man about her age were sitting in the back.
“We followed you.” She nodded, not sure what to say. If they were pissed about the thing in the deli, they’d have to get over it. “Are we to understand that you need a job?”
All sorts of things ran through her head, none of them very clean. She wasn’t into stupid shit, and she was most certainly not into anything that either of them might want with her in the back of their car. She shook her head at them and backed away.
“I’m not going to do anything perverted with you two. I may be a little on the f*cked up side, but I’m not into kinky shit like that.” They looked at each other, then back at her. “You have no idea what I’m talking about, do you?”
“I don’t think so.” The man grinned at her. “I’m assuming you mean something sexual. And if so, then you couldn’t be further from the truth. We have our own kind of kinky.”
The woman slapped him on the shoulder, and Ama laughed. She decided that for some odd reason she liked them. She leaned against the door and looked at the nice ride. She figured them for a lot of money, and they weren’t used to it.
“What sort of job did you have in mind? I don’t kill people. Well, I’ve not killed anyone today, though it has been tempting, and I won’t wash windows. The ammonia makes me sneeze.”
“No, we get the windows washed by the new help we have.” The man nodded at the seat across from them. “Would you like to come inside and have a seat?”
“No thanks. You seem like a nice couple, but I read the paper all the time. People can be very distrusting, and I have to admit I’m a little more distrusting than your average person.” He nodded and glanced at the woman. “You have a job that you think I can do?”
“Oh, yes, we think we do. What do you know about computers?” She nodded but didn’t get a chance to answer them. “We’ve got one, you see. Well, laptoppers or whatever they’re called, and we want to learn how to use it. Our sons Sebastian and Reed are very good with them, but they have no time to let us play around and teach us on our level.”
“And your level would be what? Beginner?” They both nodded. “They’re laptops, not toppers. And I’m assuming that you think they’ll make fun of you if you ask them for help because of your status as their parents?”
“No. I don’t think…they’d better not make fun of us. I would have to take them to the wood shed if they did. But they are quite large and sometimes a little on the vicious side when need be. We’re actually thinking that Monica and Caitlynne...oh, and probably Jack and Jonny...might be a tad bit more than their mates, but we’re not going to talk about them right now. Would you mind getting in? This is hard on my neck.”
She looked at the driver, who stood very still. She wasn’t afraid of him because she was positive she could take him if need be. She looked back at the couple in the car. The only way she was going to do this, get into a vehicle with two unknown people, was to be up front. She pulled out her gun from under her shirt and let them see it. The driver started toward her then suddenly stopped.
“I’m not going to get in there with you without you knowing that I won’t be f*cked with. Understand that?” They both nodded and she looked at the driver before looking back at them. “And him? Will he have a problem with this?”
“Not so long as he wants to have his throat where it is.” The man had sounded so serious that she felt a slight hesitation in her step as she started toward the back with them. “You don’t have to worry about us. We won’t hurt you. Not so long as you don’t try to hurt us first. Will you have a problem with that?”
Ama wasn’t afraid of them. On the contrary, she respected them for their bullishness, but that didn’t mean that she’d trust them right away. She shook her head as she sat down and left her gun on her lap. She looked at both of them as the door closed and the car started to move.
“I’m Amarizi Auburn, but most people call me Ama. Where are we going?” She watched them closely and thought they were talking to each other on their own personal wave length, which she knew their kind had. When they looked back at her, she smiled at them.
“Right now we’re living with our son. He’s a lovely young man, but he’s a bit on the overwhelmed side right now. I believe it has to do with his new mate. We’ve been trying to help him, but children will be children.”
She nodded, not having a clue what they were talking about. She looked out the window, then back at them. The man handed her a laptop and told her he’d just charged it up. She glanced up at them when she realized that this was no simple computer, but one that had been modified a great deal.
She handed it back to him. “I’m not stupid. I’d like very much if you’d have this guy pull over and you let me out. I don’t know who you people are, but this is not even close to being a simple laptop, and it’s not cheap.”