He put his hands together. “They do something to you?”
Addy shot a look at Rick. His eyes were fixed on the man.
“Do something? Like what?” she asked.
“You tell me, lady. You’re coming in here making demands, talking about a contract. We don’t have any contracts with Marilyn Osborne.”
“How can you know that without looking it up?” She cleared her throat. “These guys gave me a card with this address. My mom paid in cash.”
“I’ll tell you what you need to know,” he said. “Do you want to work with us or not?”
“Not.” Rick stood. “I think it’s time to go.”
The guy looked at the folder on his desk, flipping it open. “Yeah, good. Take your boyfriend with you.”
Addy felt herself being propelled toward the door. Rick had his hand on her arm.
“I’m not ready to go,” she whispered.
“He’s ready for us to go,” he said.
The door opened. Addy looked up – Rick’s arm was above her, all bulging muscle and force.
How was she going to fight that?
“Fine,” she said, “but this isn’t over.”
“Don’t let the door hit ya!” the man behind the desk yelled.
Addy rolled her eyes. This was far from over.
Fourteen
There was nothing for them in that rat nest. That guy had no interest in talking unless he could steal a house from them. Rick was done with it.
They got back in the car and Addy slammed her door shut.
Rick spoke first. “I know you’re not happy with me.”
“I could’ve gotten him to talk!” she said, turning to him. “Or if we’d stayed around long enough, those guys would’ve shown up.”
“You think they would have talked to you? Especially after you told them you’re the daughter of the lady they took a bag of money from?” He shook his head. “It wasn’t going anywhere. None of those guys will admit to anything. The whole operation looks like a farce.”
“Can we at least call the police? Report that they stole her money?”
Rick looked back at the door. The guy who had chased them out stood at the window, his belly pressed against the glass.
He started the car and pulled out of the parking spot. “Maybe. It would help if you’d found the guys’ real names, but even then, if you file a police report, what can they do? Question them and see if they admit to it?”
“They need to open an investigation!”
Rick sighed. “This isn’tLaw and Order. The local cops don’t have the time to track down leads every time someone gets scammed.”
Addy crossed her arms over her chest. “She signed a contract. Maybe we can sue them.”
“Maybe.” Judging from that office, it didn’t look like Flex Knock or its employees, had much to suefor. He decided to keep that to himself.
They drove on. The company car was much nicer than what he had at home. Despite potholes and uneven surfaces, it was quiet as a church mouse inside the cabin.
