Connections

Although Jude and I are on the radar, our justice system gives us time. This allows us to strategize and persuade Ellie to join forces with us.

Thankfully, she got me a job at her workplace. I enter the mailroom and my coworker says, "Hey pretty lady. You look radiant today."

"Thanks, Harold."

"The golden highlights look good on you. Don't get me wrong, you look fabulous in black, but that color pops... Muah!"

Cheesing, I replied, "Your flattery is always welcomed."

"So how was your weekend?"

"Quite interesting, but I'm glad it's over."

"Was Chris in town?" He pried.

"Uh, Chris? No. Chris and I decided to just be friends."

"What? Yeah, he's definitely not worth your time. What man would agree to that?" He frowns.

"He's into his ministry, ya da, ya da. I had to respect that, right?"

"Yeah, I guess. Enough of him. Your area is swamped, so I'll help you."

I purposely gather all the mail that goes to Ellie's floor. The moment she sees me, her eyes are fixed on me. The gentleman she's spea