Page 109 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

It was best for her not to talk much, or I’d drop her at her dad’s house and drive off.

The drive took twenty minutes. My GPS told me that we were six minutes away. talk to Dallas while we drove. I did not want to be completely shut off.

“Your dad has a nice house.” I told her after we got out.

“Thank you. Before we go inside, I want to tell you something.”

“What up?”

“My dad is remarried to my auntie. I just wanted to let you know incase it comes up so you won’t be surprised.”

“That’s wild. But thanks for telling me.”

We walked up the two steps to the big door. Dallas knocked and someone opened the door. It was an older Spanish lady who because of her uniform I knew she was the maid. Shwe answered the door with her head down like it was a sin to look at us.

Dallas took her coat off and handed it to her without even speaking. That was rude as hell but that’s how they treated the help. I did not have a coat on, so I just followed Dallas into the dining room.

The setting was as grand as the house. The table could seat eight people, but it was set for four. I thought it would be more people the way Dallas explained it. But I was not about to make a big deal about anything. I was ready to get this over with.

“Mam, Dallas and her gentlemen have arrived.” I heard the maid say when she went into the kitchen.

I took a seat next to Dallas and I could hear heels coming from the kitchen.

“Don’t be fooled. No matter what we eat, my dad’s wife did not cook it. She’d burn the house down boiling water.” Dallas leaned over and said to me.

What she said made me crack up because Dallas must hate the lady.

“I am so sorry, I had me make sure our cook understood that no smart person wants their steak well done.”

When I looked at the person who entered the room I leaned back into my seat some. The woman still looked the same just a little slimmer in the face. Naw, there is no damn way I was looking at someone who I buried away in my mind for years. The way she stood there looking at me told me that she knew who I was.

“Well, isn’t this a small world.” She spoke and her voice was the same.

“Megara. I see, so that makes you my Hercules. And as my Hercules I need you not to run in the halls. We do not want you to get in trouble or worse, hurt. Can you do that for me, can you use that smart brain of yours and be good?”

The memory of what she said to me when I called her Megara popped in my mind.

“Small world? You two know each other?” Dallas asked.

“I never thought I would say this, but Halo used to be my student.” She answered.

I needed to be a man and snap out of it. So, I got it together. “Ms. Toll, nice to see you again.”

“It’s Mrs. Boyd now and you can call me Arabia.” She politely corrected me and sat down in the chair in front of me. “I would have never thought you were dating my daughter. How did this happen?” Her expression was phony and forced.

I just know damn well she’s not jealous. I needed to see if that’s what it was.

“We met at my dispensary in 2018. I uh, I don’t know if you could say we---

“We fuck, a lot.” I talked over Dallas. “Me and Dallas had a cool friendship. We stopped talking for a while then linked back up. She cool peoples but yeah, we fuck. If you wanna call that dating, then you can…Arabia.”

Dallas loved what I said. But Arabia botched looking face tightened up like bawled paper.

“Sorry I’m late, I had a work call to attend---”

I stood up when Keanu walked into the room. He saw me, looked at Dallas then back at me and he grinned.

“No damn way! You!” He went to hug me, but I held my hand out and cut that short.