“Oh. She’ll be right back. I left my business card at the office, and she offered to go get it.”
“Why didn’t you pay it with another card?”
“Since you’re a former client, you know what I get paid. I have to save money where I can.”
Greer gave her a steely look. “I paid you.”
“Most of my clients aren’t so conscientious.”
“Diane’s waiting. She’s cooking dinner. Lindy, bring me their bill,” Greer shouted over the muted conversations taking place in the bar.
When the waitress he had recognized as going out with Dustin a couple times approached with the check and a hostile expression, Greer returned it with one of his own.
Taking the check from her, he took out his cash, counting out the bills to pay. “I want my change back. Next time, lose the attitude.”
Lindy’s expression went from hostile to furious. “I knew when I saw big boobs I wasn’t getting a tip. The only tip the Porters give is which weed gives the biggest high.”
Greer’s jaw tightened at the insult. “I can see why you’re jealous of her. Those little tits are the size of miniature marshmallows. You should use your tip money to buy a boob job. Hell, maybe then Dustin will put you up in that apartment he promised you.”
Lindy’s mouth opened and closed like a guppy without water.
“You ready?” he asked Diamond. “King’s waiting to throw me out. I’d rather not give him the opportunity. If this bitch smarts off again, I’ll deck her.”
He wouldn’t, but the slut didn’t know that. Being a Porter did have its perks. One of them being that no one really knew how they would react. Greer had no compunction about inspiring fear in others.
“One day, the Porters are going to bite off more than they can chew.”
“When I want your advice, I’ll pay for it,” he advised Diamond, ignoring the waitress Dustin had screwed over.
He motioned for Diamond to go first. He wasn’t about to turn his back to the slut until Lindy walked away. With a hate-filled glare, she walked back behind the bar. That was when Greer went to stand at the front door where Diamond was waiting.
“My truck is parked outside the door. We can wait there for Holly.” Greer pushed the door open, holding it for Diamond.
She stopped midway through the door when a police car whizzed past with its siren blaring and lights flashing. “That was Knox,” Diamond exclaimed.
“Looks like he’s in a hurry.” Greer turned to see which direction the squad car was going. They were on the main street in Treepoint, leading toward most of the business and branching off to residential neighborhoods.
They watched as Knox’s car made a right. Greer frowned. He could see Diamond was becoming worried. Then she gave a horrified gasp when two police cars drove past them with their sirens piercing the night air.
“Holly!” Diamond took off at a run when they saw the blue lights from the street where her office was located.
Greer ran past her. He didn’t want to leave Diamond behind, but she couldn’t keep up with her high heels.
“Go on ahead!” Diamond screamed at him, pausing to take off her shoes.
Greer took her at her word, running toward Diamond’s office. Nothing scared him, but the sight of those blue lights had his legs running with a speed he hadn’t used since he ran track.
Diamond managed to keep up with him once her shoes were off. Both of them came to a stop when they saw Holly standing outside Diamond’s office building with a large jacket over her shoulders and Knox’s arm wrapped around her.
Greer saw the busted window in the door and took in Holly’s fear-filled expression as she answered Knox’s questions.
“Did you see who it was chasing you?”
“No.” Holly shuddered, leaning into Knox as if she was afraid who was chasing her would come back. “I didn’t see him. It was too dark. When he started running toward me, I just took off.”
“Are you okay?” Diamond asked as she moved to stand next to her friend.
“I’m fine. It just scared me more than anything. I thought he would leave when I got inside the building, but he broke through. He destroyed your office door, too. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. I’m just happy you’re okay.”
“He left when I told him I called the police.”
The sight of Holly being comforted by the heavily-built man wasn’t something he could stand. Porters took care of their own.
“What are you doing here?” Holly’s eyes narrowed on him. “Did you do this to pay me back for this afternoon?” There was no mistaking the accusation in her emerald-green eyes as she burrowed into Knox as if she was afraid of him.
“You think I did it?” Greer was sickened that she would think he had done something so low. He might have made no bones about how much he disliked her, but that she thought he would actually physically hurt her revolted him.