CH. 8 - TROUBLE

“You came for me, that’s so sweet of you, Brown.”

“You left this behind, milady.” he bowed and handed her the purse.

“You don’t really intend that I pay for this right?”

She collected three large cones of the pink and white ice-cream from the little boy. The boy’s grey eyes glinted with a certain hue that made him so beautiful. Rebecca ran her hands through the mass of blonde hair on the boy’s head and hey both smiled.

“What’s your name boy?” Brown asked the boy, fiddling with his pocket for money. The boy pointed to the nametag on his shirt, ALEX.

“Alex, you can’t talk?”

The boy smiled and shook his head, touching his ears and mouth and shaking his fingers afterwards.

“Awwn. And he’s such a cutie.”

“Calm down Anna, what’s with you and this ice cream? You even got three cones.”

“Two. This one is all yours” she pushed one of the cones to his face. He paid the little boy before collecting the cone from Anna.

“I’m a grown man, Anna. I shouldn’t be eating ice cream."

“My father used to get me this ever week when he was alive. He would always get three cones, two for me and one for himself.”

He should have guessed as much.

The traffic light was still red and a long line of cars had lined up behind them. Something was definitely wrong somewhere.

“Anna, don’t you in this rather odd?”

“Find what odd?”

“The traffic lights. It had been red for too long, don’t you think?”

“Oh, it happens. Could be a technical issue, but nothing peculiar. Maybe there has been an emergency ahead."

She had made a valid point, but his werewolf senses were already ringing waning bells in his head. Something definitely was up.

“Let’s get to the jeep before the lights go green."

“It’ll have to turn amber first. Don’t rush me, Brown’

Rebecca was suddenly behaving like a little girl on a shopping spree with her parents, and she looked so beautiful he would’ve smiled. He walked towards the jeep with her tagging close by. He queue was now long and the drivers were growing impatient.

“Now it wasn’t that hard, was it?" Rebecca pronounced the very second, they got into the jeep.

“I still feel that something is off."

Jeff looked around, first through his side of the window then slowly panned his eyes across Anna’s side of the window. The little boy Alex packing up his ice cream cones into another box, almost like he was done for the day. But it wasn’t the packing that irked Brown. It was the urgency with which he was packing, looking up at the jeep every millisecond. Brown brought the ice cream to his nose and took a whiff.

“I should have known. Stay here."

Brown jumped down from the jeep and darted across the road.

“Brown,” Rebecca called, coming down too, but Brown did not slow down. He was already half way across the road when the boy took off, leaving the stall and all of his boxes. Rebecca ambled after him, only for the traffic lights to turn green at that instant.

Rebecca tossed the cones to the ground and after Brown, disappeared after them into the alley.

Shit!