job?” His
deep voice resonated over the line.
“Yes. I talked to your boss and I was wondering if it would be possible for you to
start
today?
My daughter needs to be picked up from her friend’s house around five o’clock this
evening, and I don’t usually get home until seven o’clock. If you could pick her up
and then just drop her off at our house that would be all I should need today. I could
put together a list of some things I need to have done at the house and you could
work on that anytime this week when you are available,” she said.
“Does your daughter have a key to get into your home?” he asked.
Oh, no! She felt her heart skip a beat—she hadn’t locked the front door this morning!
Even now some robber could be making off with her sofa and accent tables along with
all the other items in her home. Or worse, someone could be waiting there for them
to get home.
“Are you still there?” He asked.
“Oh, God!” she managed to choke out.
“Are you okay, Mrs. Clark?” the deep voice asked again.
“It’s just Kayla…call me Kayla.… I didn’t lock my house this morning! I… We…were running
late and I just left my house unlocked! Oh, my God!” she breathed into the phone.
“What if someone is there right now? Addie would have been the first person home!
I have to go, Ronnie. I’m sorry.”
“No. Wait! Just stay at work. Give me your address and I will run over there and check
things out. I will call you when I get there, after I look for signs of intruders.
Then after I make sure no burglars are lurking in the shadows, if you have an extra
key, I will lock the place up. I also need the address for this friend of your daughter’s
and at least a vague description of her so I pick up the right kid,” he said.
“Her name is Addison—Addie. She’s the shortest one of the girls…you can’t miss her.
She has brown hair and freckles. I don’t really know you, though,” she added hesitantly.
“You leave your house unlocked for the entire neighborhood to go on in and make themselves
at home but you’re worried about me? At least you’ve checked me out and we have spoken
on the phone. I can’t say the same for the potential robber that might be there right
now. Can you?”
“No, but my daughter…”
“I resent the implication. Being male doesn’t automatically make me a sicko. I am
a soldier,
former
soldier, and I take my honor very seriously. I would never hurt a kid in
any
way. I personally think we should use people who hurt kids as target practice in
our military training. So don’t even go there,” he said angrily.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. If you had kids, you would understand,” she
said.
“I may not have kids of my own but I do have younger and older siblings, all
girls
…so I do get it,” he said, his voice a little less angry and offended and with what
sounded like a slight southern drawl.
Her choices were limited. If she left to go home and lock up, she’d just have to come
back here after and get to bed even later than normal. Ronnie would be working in
her home unattended starting this week or the next and he would still essentially
be a stranger. Trust had to be earned, but a person still needed to be given the chance
to
start
earning it. If he was really going to clean for her, he’d have to start at some point…both
with housework
and
picking up Addie.
“Fine,” she said as she sighed.
After giving him her address and then Kaitlyn’s address, she disconnected the call.
No sooner had she laid her cell phone on her desk than it rang again.
“Yes, honey, Ronnie will pick you up from Kaitlyn’s house and take you home,” she
told Addie upon answering the phone. “You remember how to use the mace, right?”
A quiet squeal was followed by, “Thanks, Mom! Yes, I know about the mace…geesh. So
what does he look like? I’ll keep an eye out for him so he