Ricky Rat Novels & Stories

“We should get going too, right? Remember, the team’s introduction.” River doesn’t say anything. He just brushes past us and heads up the stairs. My eyes follow him, then Cortney takes my hand and we both walk out. I’m about to climb into her car when we hear, “Wait.” We both turn, and Ricky jogs over to us. “I’m thinking…” His head turns to me. “I know we just met a few minutes ago.” He throws his head back, laughing like a little kid. “This is going to sound ridiculous, but why not just say it? What’s the worst that can happen, right?”

"Wait... Rick." Cathe was confused. "Who is Rick?" "Smith's younger brother also known as Hale's younger master," he said, fumbling in his pocket to get his phone. "There was a certain day he came to my clinic for a routine check up some months ago. We talked a lot that day—he is friendly and outspoken. Unlike his brother who always carried a cold demeanor. Rick is a club type. Loud music, loud friends, keeping out late— he practically lives in clubs." Cathe wrapped her hand around Tony's arm. "Then call him! Please!"