Part Eighteen

Things had quieted down and it had been weeks since the truce. Mason, Kelley and Lee relaxed and Marella started working at a clothing store after school and on weekends. It was early on Saturday morning and Kelley had just finished his shift, now loading trucks with Mason and Lee on the docks since his wrist had healed and rehab had strengthened it.

Kelley pulled out his ringing phone as he walked to his Escalade. “Hello.”

“Is this Kelley Alexander?”

“Yes, who is this?”

“This is John Campbell and I’m sorry for calling so early but I’ve been looking for you for months.”

“Okay.”

“Can we meet? I need to discuss your father’s will with you.”

“My father’s will?” Kelley questioned. “As far as I know my father’s alive and well.”

“You don’t know … where are you? I’ll come to you, this is quite urgent, Mr Alexander.”

“I’m in Yorkdare Bay.”

“I’m in the city. I can be there in an hour. Is there somewhere we can meet?”

“There’s a diner on Long Road, I’ll meet you there.”

The call ended and Kelle