Big Bad Beast
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You better have said no.
I did, he confessed. I did . . . but maybe I should have
No, Ric.
But
No.
But maybe if I invest in this ridiculous restaurant idea he has, I can . . .
What? Undo your fathers decision to steal from his own Pack? Do you really think that by giving that man money, youll be changing anything? Ric shrugged, because he really didnt know the answer to that question. Or did he?
It wont, Adelle told him flatly. And you know that, Ric. Without me telling you.
Yes, he forced himself to admit. I know. But Ill go over the books one more time before I say anything to Uncle Van. Make sure I didnt miss anything.
You didnt.
I want to make sure.
Fine. But it wont change anything, Ric. You simply cant rescue everybody. She eyed him.
And that includes idiot young pups who thought theyd be high rollers in Vegas.
Atlantic City, he corrected her, knowing she was complaining about seeing Stein washing dishes at the restaurant.
Whatever. I cant believe you gave that brat a job.
You didnt see what the bears did to him.
I dont care what the bears did to him.
Adelle.
He probably deserved it.
Adelle.
He gave me the finger when he left. I should have taken that finger and shoved it up his
Adelle!
What do you mean no?
Halfway through her lunch burger, Dee looked up from her plate and across the diner booth to her cousin Sissy Mae and Sissy Maes second in command, Ronnie Lee. While Sissy stared at her, Dee continued to chew her food and stare back.
Well? Sissy pushed.
Dee swallowed her food, wiped her mouth, and replied, What do I mean no about what?
About July Fourth weekend.
What about it?
Were all going to Brens house in Macon River Falls.
Yeah?
And I invited you to come.
Yeah?
And you said no.
Well, Sissy Mae, thats the beauty of the inviteyou can turn it down. Her cousins eyes narrowed and Dee could already see this was not going to be an easy conversation, which she found mighty irritating since shed gotten off early. With Desiree, Malone, and Dee using their contacts to track down a hybrid fight, there was nothing to do but wait. Desiree had headed home to her son, Malone back to the KZS office that was in some secret location no one wassupposed to know aboutthey were in Queens and had been for the last forty yearsand Dee had wanted a nice, quiet lunch at her favorite diner with nothing but a burger, extra crispy fries, and one of her favorite Agatha Christie books. She liked ol Aggie. True, the mysteries and the scandalous activities of some of the characters may seem tame by todays standards, but Dee enjoyed the simplicity and straight-forwardness of the stories. She got enough bloodbaths from her daily work, she didnt need it in her leisure reading.
Thats true, her cousin said, you can turn down my generous offer
How is it your generous offer when its Brendons house?
but you shouldnt turn it down.
Why?
Sissy sighed, long and loud. Like the weight of the world rested on those big She-wolf shoulders.
Dee-Ann, darlin, I am trying to make you more part of the Pack.
I am part of the Pack.
True, but you dont act like youre part of the Pack.
Im there when you need me. What more do you want? Dee caught the wrist of the She-wolf reaching from behind her to grab a fry off her plate. Do you wanna keep this hand, Dolly Mae? Her young cousin, a new recruit to the New York Pack, said, I just wanted a fry, Dee-Ann.
I just wanted to eat in peace. Dont look like thats gonna happen either.
Cant you share? Sissy asked her.
No. She released her cousins wrist, ignoring her when she began to rub it. These weak sub-adults. Grow a spine already. Look, when I became part of this Pack, Bobby Ray promised me that I wouldnt be hemmed in. She glanced around at the group of She-wolves now surrounding her. Some in the booth behind Sissy and Ronnie, some standing next to the table, and some in the booth behind her.
Like Dolly Mae . . . who was still trying to get her fries. Im feelin hemmed.
No ones trying to hem you in, Sissy argued. God forbid anyone try and hem in Dee-Ann Smith. But you cant bond with your Pack if youre not part of it.
Im part of it. You need me, Im there. Otherwise, dont bother me.
Dee-Ann . . . Sissy began. But, sick of Dolly Mae and her sneaky fingers, Dee caught hold of her hand and gripped it until she heard bones crack . . . and break. The She-wolf whimpered, sounding all sorts of pitiful until Dee flung her hand away.
Slowly, she looked back at her cousin. You were sayin, Sissy Mae? Another dramatic sigh, accompanied with a sad head shake. See? she asked. You need my help more than you ever realize.
I did, he confessed. I did . . . but maybe I should have
No, Ric.
But
No.
But maybe if I invest in this ridiculous restaurant idea he has, I can . . .
What? Undo your fathers decision to steal from his own Pack? Do you really think that by giving that man money, youll be changing anything? Ric shrugged, because he really didnt know the answer to that question. Or did he?
It wont, Adelle told him flatly. And you know that, Ric. Without me telling you.
Yes, he forced himself to admit. I know. But Ill go over the books one more time before I say anything to Uncle Van. Make sure I didnt miss anything.
You didnt.
I want to make sure.
Fine. But it wont change anything, Ric. You simply cant rescue everybody. She eyed him.
And that includes idiot young pups who thought theyd be high rollers in Vegas.
Atlantic City, he corrected her, knowing she was complaining about seeing Stein washing dishes at the restaurant.
Whatever. I cant believe you gave that brat a job.
You didnt see what the bears did to him.
I dont care what the bears did to him.
Adelle.
He probably deserved it.
Adelle.
He gave me the finger when he left. I should have taken that finger and shoved it up his
Adelle!
What do you mean no?
Halfway through her lunch burger, Dee looked up from her plate and across the diner booth to her cousin Sissy Mae and Sissy Maes second in command, Ronnie Lee. While Sissy stared at her, Dee continued to chew her food and stare back.
Well? Sissy pushed.
Dee swallowed her food, wiped her mouth, and replied, What do I mean no about what?
About July Fourth weekend.
What about it?
Were all going to Brens house in Macon River Falls.
Yeah?
And I invited you to come.
Yeah?
And you said no.
Well, Sissy Mae, thats the beauty of the inviteyou can turn it down. Her cousins eyes narrowed and Dee could already see this was not going to be an easy conversation, which she found mighty irritating since shed gotten off early. With Desiree, Malone, and Dee using their contacts to track down a hybrid fight, there was nothing to do but wait. Desiree had headed home to her son, Malone back to the KZS office that was in some secret location no one wassupposed to know aboutthey were in Queens and had been for the last forty yearsand Dee had wanted a nice, quiet lunch at her favorite diner with nothing but a burger, extra crispy fries, and one of her favorite Agatha Christie books. She liked ol Aggie. True, the mysteries and the scandalous activities of some of the characters may seem tame by todays standards, but Dee enjoyed the simplicity and straight-forwardness of the stories. She got enough bloodbaths from her daily work, she didnt need it in her leisure reading.
Thats true, her cousin said, you can turn down my generous offer
How is it your generous offer when its Brendons house?
but you shouldnt turn it down.
Why?
Sissy sighed, long and loud. Like the weight of the world rested on those big She-wolf shoulders.
Dee-Ann, darlin, I am trying to make you more part of the Pack.
I am part of the Pack.
True, but you dont act like youre part of the Pack.
Im there when you need me. What more do you want? Dee caught the wrist of the She-wolf reaching from behind her to grab a fry off her plate. Do you wanna keep this hand, Dolly Mae? Her young cousin, a new recruit to the New York Pack, said, I just wanted a fry, Dee-Ann.
I just wanted to eat in peace. Dont look like thats gonna happen either.
Cant you share? Sissy asked her.
No. She released her cousins wrist, ignoring her when she began to rub it. These weak sub-adults. Grow a spine already. Look, when I became part of this Pack, Bobby Ray promised me that I wouldnt be hemmed in. She glanced around at the group of She-wolves now surrounding her. Some in the booth behind Sissy and Ronnie, some standing next to the table, and some in the booth behind her.
Like Dolly Mae . . . who was still trying to get her fries. Im feelin hemmed.
No ones trying to hem you in, Sissy argued. God forbid anyone try and hem in Dee-Ann Smith. But you cant bond with your Pack if youre not part of it.
Im part of it. You need me, Im there. Otherwise, dont bother me.
Dee-Ann . . . Sissy began. But, sick of Dolly Mae and her sneaky fingers, Dee caught hold of her hand and gripped it until she heard bones crack . . . and break. The She-wolf whimpered, sounding all sorts of pitiful until Dee flung her hand away.
Slowly, she looked back at her cousin. You were sayin, Sissy Mae? Another dramatic sigh, accompanied with a sad head shake. See? she asked. You need my help more than you ever realize.
