“You heard me. She’s my ex-wife.”
“How do you have an ex-wife? I thought you and Coal were the same age.”
I laughed. “My baby face fools everyone. I’m twenty-six.”
“Shit, you don’t look it. So, how long were you married?” he asked while making himself comfortable in the office chair.
Before I could answer him, the door flew open and Coal stuck his head inside. “Need some help up front!”
“Fucking hell,” I grumbled to myself. I just knew whatever was going on involved Kelly.
“Here,” Bronze said and shoved something into my hands. “You don’t say a word and make sure you record everything that happens.”
When we arrived at the front desk, Kelly was on the floor with her hands wrapped around her ankle and great, big crocodile tears streaming from her eyes. “I think it’s broken!” she wailed.
“What happened?” Bronze asked Adam.
Steve walked up with an ice pack and a bottle of water. “Here you go, ma’am.”
I watched as Kelly tossed the ice pack aside before she opened the bottle of water and poured it onto the floor. Then, she pulled her phone from her purse and started taking pictures. “I’m going to sue you!”
Batta rounded the corner and took in the scene. Bronze knelt down beside Kelly and said loud enough for all to hear, “Ma’am, if you’ll kindly turn your head and look right over there.” She followed the finger pointing to me. “Now, smile for the camera before you get your lying, scamming ass off the floor and walk the fuck out of here. Unless you’d prefer I call the cops and we make this no trespass order official.”
She slapped her hands against the floor and pushed to her feet. “I just wanted to talk to you!”
“And he clearly doesn’t want to talk to you. Batta?”
Batta chuckled and stepped forward. “You gonna go on your own or am I taking you?”
“You will not touch me!” she screeched.
Batta inhaled deeply causing his chest to puff out. Then, he bent forward and roared, “GOOOOOOO!”
Kelly snatched her shoes from the floor and bolted out the front door while the rest of us erupted into fits of laughter. “Holy shit, Batta! You sounded like a damn lion.”
“You fucking looked like one, too!” Bronze added.
Batta held his hands up in the air. “And I didn’t fucking touch her!”
Steve finished wiping the water off the floor and picked up the ice pack. “Sorry, sir. When she asked for ice and water, I had no idea she was going to do that.”
“It’s all good. We were already aware of her crazy bitch status. Speaking of, if she shows up here again, call the police and have whichever one of us is here come out to deal with her,” Bronze told Adam and Steve.
“Who was she, anyway?” Coal asked.
“Let’s talk about it in the office,” Bronze suggested.
Once we were in the office with the door closed, I leaned against the far wall and faced the others. “Kelly is my ex-wife. We were only married for two years before we filed for a divorce. And as you can see, she takes great pleasure in making other people miserable.”
“You were married?” Coal and Batta asked at the same time.
“Yes. For two years. To the bitch you just met. Before you ask, I’m twenty-six,” I snapped.
“Do you have any idea what she wanted?” Coal asked.
I snorted derisively. “You mean other than fucking with me just because she can? No, I don’t have a clue what she could want.”
Bronze got to his feet. “Well, I guess we’ll have to wait and see if she comes back.” He laughed, “But I think Batta might have scared her off for good. Did you see that bitch’s face?”
