asked.
“Isabelle, it’s me,” she said, and cringed when her voice cracked on the last word. “It’s me, Michelle.”
“Hey, I was wondering where you’d disappeared to. Is everything okay?”
No!
“Yes, but I need you to do me a favor.”
“Of course,” Izzy said. “What do you need?”
“Can you empty out my locker and meet me by the delivery door in two minutes?”
There was a long pause on the line, and Michelle could feel her panic rising. Was Gabe with Isabelle? Would she be loyal to her cousin and tell him her request?
“Sure, but…,” Izzy started. “Are you sure you’re okay? I can come back there.”
“No!” That was the last thing she wanted. The room smelled like sex, and the moment Isabelle walked in, she’d know Michelle had fucked their boss. “I mean, no, that’s okay. Everything is fine, but I have to leave and I don’t want to walk across the bar or come back inside.”
“Is Gabe with you?” Isabelle asked.
“No, he’s not,” she barked, and then softened her tone. “I mean, no, and I don’t know where he is.”
“Okay, what’s your combination?”
She rattled off the numbers, and then hung up the phone.
Her friend knew her well, but she was confident the woman would follow through and bring her belongings. Now all she had to do was leave the office, walk down the short hallway while avoiding the stares from the women waiting in the bathroom line, and push open the heavy metal door leading outside.
Easy as pie. Right.
She took a deep breath and exited the room with more confidence than she felt. She locked the door from the inside, and after checking her handiwork, she hurried down the hall, ignoring all the curious gaping in her direction.
Once outside, she ran around the building and got to the door at the same time Isabelle and Lucky stepped outside. If she’d been thinking clearly, she would have known the giant man would accompany her friend, but Lucky’s rule had slipped her mind.
He stayed by the door, and Isabelle ushered her a few feet away. The worry was evident on her friend’s face, and in person it was hard to stay strong.
“Is this everything?” Isabelle asked, handing her the small purse and keys she’d left on top of the bag.
“Yes,” she said, looking down at the now blurry items.
“You sure you don’t want to talk about it?”
“I’m sure,” she said, looking up to her friend. “Thank you for your help. I… You’ve been a good friend to me, and I’ll miss you.”
“Did Gabe fire you?” Isabelle roared.
“No, it’s nothing like that,” Michelle said, placating her. “I quit. It’s time for me to move on, that’s all.”
“Did something happen between you two?”
“Yes, but I don’t want to talk about it,” she said. “I’m sorry, but I have to go now.”
“Call me if you need anything,” Izzy said, catching her in a surprise hug. “Anything at all, and don’t be a stranger. Call when you don’t need anything, too.”
“I will,” Michelle agreed.
“Good. Lucky is going to walk you across the lot.”
“No,” she said, pulling away from the woman. “Please have him just watch from the door. I need to be alone right now.”
“Okay,” Isabelle nodded.
“Thanks again,” she smiled, and then turned and hurried toward her car.
Once inside the safety of the vehicle, the tears threatened to fall again, but she knew if she didn’t drive off right away Lucky would come and check on her. If he found her in tears, he’d drag her back inside to talk to Isabelle, and that couldn’t happen. She could never go back.
She started the car, and drove home in the darkness by rote. For the first time since her parent’s deaths, she felt truly and utterly alone. She also didn’t have a job, and thanks to Gabe, would never be able to find one in Liberty.
She let herself into her dark apartment, walked into the bathroom, and turned on the showerhead. She stripped off her clothes and threw them all