Chapter five
Silver paid the driver then exited the cab not far from his house. He decided to stop by the store on his way home to get a few things he needed for dinner. He was in a good mood and unable to hide it. His mother's benefits had kicked in, and they were getting better care with a nurse that visited four times a week. The kids were doing better, and their home was filled with laughter once again. Silver was in such a good mood that he decorated the house and even dressed for Halloween and passed out candy to the trick-or-treaters who stopped by.
Getting the things he needed, Silver started his walk home, not minding the cold and scent of snow in the air one bit. Things might be looking up, but Silver wasn't fooled into thinking things were perfect. They still had hospital bills to deal with, and his mom's health could turn at any minute. Until then, Silver was going to bask in the happiness and prepare for his future and college that started after the holidays. He still had one year to complete before he could take the MCATs and start medical school.
Chapter four
Since calling William, he'd had a client every night for the past few weeks. For the first time in months, he felt as if he could breathe. Silver had been able to pay off a couple of bills, keep a roof over their heads, fill their cupboards and fridge with food, and get the kids and himself new clothes as well as new cellphones for them to contact him in case of an emergency.
They weren't completely out of the woods yet. Silver figured that he needed to work at Perfect Dates for a bit longer to get them out of the red and live more comfortably. Plus, he planned on going back to school to get his degree. He wasn't sure when it would happen, but it was on his list to complete. Silver unbuttoned his jacket, sat on a barstool, then ordered a drink.
Chapter Three
Layland took off his jacket, dropping it over the back of his chair before sitting down as he listened to his assistant, Flora, go over his schedule for the day. It sounded as if he was going to be in meetings for the entire day. It was rare that he got to go out on missions with his guys. Since he was in charge of the Boston Bureau office, he had a lot on his plate.
Currently, his guys were working on a case that bothered him. Layland enjoyed his job. Putting people who did terrible things behind bars was a pleasure, but there were some he'd love to do worse than putting them into jail. People like the Mickelbergs, a couple who was a part of a black-market trafficking group: buying and selling beautiful men and women to foreign countries that were out of their reach. While the Mickelbergs were small changes on a long list of subjects, they were predators.
Chapter Two
Silver peeked around the corner watching as Layland, if that was his real name, got in his car and drove off. Leaning back against the wall, he closed his eyes, hoping to stop his tears from falling.
That was so embarrassing. He couldn't keep living like this.
Once he was sure everyone who witnessed his embarrassment was gone, he stepped out of his hiding spot and started the thirty-minute walk home. Three weeks ago, Silver had to sell his car to pay for his mother's new medication and past and present hospital visits. A little over a year ago his mom, Avery, was diagnosed with stage three Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease.
Chapter One
Layland walked down the supermarket aisle trying to figure out what to buy. He was going to Tucker and Lucas's home for dinner.
Since they got married three years earlier, Tucker and Lucas have been trying to get everyone in their world hitched and saddled with kids. It was as if they were working their way through the FBI. First, it was Erich Meadows who got married to Lucas's former assistant, Mathew Shaw, then Terry Anderson, who married one of their co-workers, Micheal Zong. The list was getting longer as the years went by and Layland appeared to be the odd man out, the one they were still having a hard time finding a match for.
