“I told you not to date. I told you not to do this. Why, why don’t you listen to me?”
“Because you are asking the impossible of me. I like him.”
“Oh, please. He walked away.” Dad pointed with his hand toward Blake.
“Because he has a weird sense of respect. I ask him and he does it.”
“What?” My father squinted, turning his back to the black range rover.
“I know how it sounds, and it’s weird, but…” My eyes caught Blake’s father walking up to my dad. “Oh, crap.”
Dad turned around. He sort of froze when he saw Blake’s dad.
“Elena, get in the pickup. I need to speak to your father,” Robert said.
I nodded and got into the truck.
I could still hear them speaking. None of the words made sense until I realized they spoke Latin. Dad didn’t speak another language.
What was this?
The conversation got heated and Dad replied, the thoughts in my head went crazy again.How the hell does he know Latin? When did he learn this?
A smack on the roof of the pick up made me jump. The words that left Robert’s mouth were hissy. He spoke the last word, and then he turned around and walked away.
I kept staring at Robert, walking to his Range Rover as the driver’s door opened and Dad slid into the seat.
My eyes flickered to Dad. He just sat there.
“You know him?” I asked.
“He is an old acquaintance.”
“An old acquaintance? What the hell is going on? How do you know Blake’s father?”
My father closed his eyes and sighed. “I’ll tell you everything later. I promise. But right now, we have to leave.”
“I’m not going anywhere!”
“Elena, please. It’s more complicated than you think.”
“No, enough! I’m not leaving.”
“Well, you have no choice.”
A hooter honked behind us, and I looked back through the back window. Robert and Blake waited for Dad.
He switched on the engine and pulled out of his spot and drove home.
In the rear-view mirror, the Range Rover kept behind us. They were following us. What the hell did any of this mean? I couldn’t make out one thought as they all spoke in my head at the same time. I shut down my thoughts, and the babble faded. “How do you know his dad?”
“From a long time ago. How long has this thing with him been going on?”
“Not long. It just started. I tried to get him to back off, but he kept returning, making it harder.”
Dad nodded.
“You know Blake?”
