Rock Con Roll (Chapter 3, page 2 of 14)


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Chapter 3

Elle picked up quickly. “Hey, sis. What’s up?”

“You’re not going to believe this, but I’m back in L.A. Just saw Bea.”

“What! Do you have a death wish? That woman still hates you for running off. God! No wonder we called you ‘Dummy’ when we were kids.”

“Hey, Loser. . .” I threw back her childhood nickname, just for fun. Then I let out a long breath. “Actually, you may be right. She called me last night with some lie about Uncle Carl being in trouble, so I came out today. Even did a small job for her which I thought would help him. Anyway, I’m here now, and she’s not screaming at me like I thought she would. In fact, she seems happy to see me.”

Bea was happy to see me? As soon as I said that, I knew it was wrong. Even Elle laughed at my preposterous statement. Bea’s happiness wasn’t about me, it was about the panda. The only thing that ever made her happy was a successful con job. But it never lasted because the next job was always waiting.

Elle finished her laugh with a snort. “You did a job for her? I thought you got out of the game.”

“I did, but she tricked me, told me it was for Uncle Carl. Anyway, that’s over. I don’t have to do any more cons. Now I’m just curious to reconnect after being gone for so long.”

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