the deal

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

 “Aren’t you worried that someone might over hear us?” Brady asked as he glanced around the building.

Mrs. Beasley shook her head, reaching for her purse. “Please,” she murmured, “everyone here is so focused on their own lives and their own errands… I doubt a single person even glances in our direction.”

“If you’re certain..” said Brady, rather aloof at this point. He was ready to get this whole thing over with. He’d been dreading this meeting with Mrs. Beasley all morning; and now that it was happening, the knot in his stomach was starting to feel like a rock. Why had he ever agreed to this meeting in the first place? He had put this part of his life behind him, and planned to keep it that way. Even still he reached his hand forward as Mrs. Beasley reached for her purse.

“I’m always certain,” snapped Mrs. Beasley. She pulled out an envelope and extended it towards him. She looked him squarely in the face now, and it was as if she already knew he would need some reminding. “Just as I am certain that the bank will foreclose on your house soon, and leave you and your family on the streets.”

Brady opened his mouth to respond when just past Mrs. Beasley’s shoulder he noticed Laura La’Bouve walk into the building. She stopped short when she saw them speaking. Laura was from the same town as Brady, and she knew full well the rumors of how Brady paid his bills.

Brady looked at the envelope in her hands as he thought everything over once again. Mrs. Beasley was right. His mortgage was under water and he was running out of time. He imagined the Sheriff would there to lock them out by the end of the week. He looked up at Mrs. Beasley as he grasped the envelope. What he would give to have her troubles. The wife of an investment banker, she probably never troubled for money.

It seemed that the only thing Mrs. Beasley was worried for was keeping her son, Henry, away from Laura La’Bouve. The daughter of a coal miner, Laura had never come close to the type of girl that Mrs. Beasley had pictured for her Henry. When rumors of an engagement started to surface, Mrs. Beasley could take it no longer. She’d have to take matters into her own hands if Henry wouldn’t listen. “Here’s half now, and you’ll have the other half after the job is done. Do we have a deal, Mr. Brady?”

Brady seized the envelope and stuffed it into his jacket pocket. “We have a deal.” As he walked away he knew the plan was out the window, what with Laura now wise to their meeting. But he still needed Mrs. Beasley’s money for last month’s expenses. Perhaps he would place a call to Laura this evening, and arrange for the upcoming month’s expenses to be taken care of. On the condition, of course, he let her live.

Submitted: May 07, 2020

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Ok, that was amazing! So much sense of wonder, and mystery. Can't wait to read more! :D

Fri, May 8th, 2020 3:05am


Thank you! That was so nice to read!

Fri, May 8th, 2020 3:08am

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