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he call you last night, or early this morning?”
    “This morning.” She turned her back to them all. It was that or let them see her crying. “Kendrick, I can take you to the shelter. And Louisa should be in the hospital. Why don’t you let me help you gather a few things and I’ll take you myself?”
    “I can’t live there and you know it. The last time I was there Louisa got us into trouble, and I’m not allowed to darken their steps again. Or at least I think it was me they were talking to. And there isn’t money for a hospital, even if I could get her there.” Jake nodded, and she watched a big limo pull up across the street. She knew who it was even before he was let out of the monster thing, and wondered if Jake had called him in so he could have a show. “If you’ll call an ambulance please, I’ll figure something out. Just don’t let that man take over.”
    “I want my money.” So did she, but Donavan wasn’t going to be put off any more. Not that he’d been all that helpful before, but now he was in the right and she wasn’t. “Right now, Barrera. Pay up.”
    “You know as well as I do that if I had the money, none of this would be going on. Just sell my things. There’s not much there anyway, and I’ll get you the rest.” When Donavan came at her, she knew that he was going to hit her and tightened up in a sort of ball to take it. And it wouldn’t be the first time. But his fist was stayed by the man from the castle.
    “Touch her and I will have you so tied up in knots that nothing will untangle you.” The threat, because there was no doubt to her that that was what it was, was delivered with a calmness that scared her. And it wasn’t even directed at her. “Get over there until I call for you.”
    “You can’t talk to me that way. I run this place. And she’s out of favors as far as I’m concerned.” Donovan’s big beefy hand still covered the man’s fist. “Showing off for the bitch, are you? Well, got news for you, she don’t put out. Not even for a little rent money.”
    Kendrick had no idea what she was going to do when she turned to the landlord, but as soon as she did, the pain in the side of her head exploded. Stars even did a little jig as she felt the world tilt at an odd angle and someone began to curse. Kendrick had to smile. She didn’t know why she knew it was the man from the castle, but fell forward thinking it was funny to hear him lose his temper, and it not aimed at her. Then she was out.
    Moving hurt her head, and something about it made her feel woozy. She was sick too. There were no two ways about it, whatever had happened had affected her belly, and there was a rebellion going on there. As she held her head, ringing started just as she realized that someone was talking to her. Screaming at her really. In a surreal sort of way, she knew that her landlord was laying on the ground beside her.
    “Can you hear me?” Nodding made her sicker, so she told the man yes. “What the hell were you doing stepping into my fist like that? Do you have a fucking death wish?”
    “Yes, that’s it. I have a death wish. I’m pretty sure that any person would have the same sort of feelings when you’re around screaming at them like.... You hit me?” It was suddenly too much. Leaning to her side, she threw up. Three times. There was little on her belly since there wasn’t any food in the house, but her belly didn’t seem to care. When she leaned back to try and lay down, the man yelled again for her to wake up. “I’m not sleeping, you moronic fuck. I hurt.”
    “You will not pass out on me again.” She glared at him as best she could, but he seemed out of focus. “You’re going to the hospital. I cannot believe that you made me hit you.”
    “ I made you hit me ? How the hell do you figure that? Just go away. You’re not nice. I don’t like you, either. You’re a bully and a dick.” Kendrick thought perhaps someone laughed, but she didn’t really care. It