stage.”
“Well, let us know so we can clear our schedules,” Eve said, as she put her arms around me and gave me a hug. “I’m so happy for you, hon.”
“Thanks. What’s going on in the realty world?”
During the next forty minutes, Eve brought us up-to-date on some new listings that had just come on the market. Ray gave us a rundown on the progress he’d made in trying to sell a house on Belvedere Drive. It was in a swanky neighborhood and would bring in a pretty penny. I didn’t have much to report. I’d made some appointments for the afternoon, but I had nothing new on the market.
My phone rang, and I walked over to my desk to answer it. “Black Diamond Realty. Amber Martin speaking. How may I help you?”
“So you’re calling yourself Amber Martin now,” a man’s raspy voice said, immediately turning my blood to ice. I knew that voice. How could I ever forget it? It had haunted my dreams for years and still did from time to time. How did he find me?
“What do you want?”
“Is that how a loving daughter speaks to her father?”
“Father? Don’t make me laugh. You don’t know the meaning of the word. I have nothing to say to you,” I said and was about to slam down the phone.
“Don’t hang up—at least, not before we do plans for lunch,” he said and began to laugh at his own joke.
“I brought lunch,” I deadpanned.
“Don’t you want to see your dear old man?”
“No. I have nothing more to say to you.” I was trembling, as if I’d plunged into a pool of icy water, but a fine coating of perspiration broke out over my entire body.
“I wouldn’t hang up, girl, if I were you,” he threatened.
“I’m not a scared child anymore. There’s nothing you can do to me.”
“Ah, but you’re wrong. Besides, you have something of mine.”
“I’ll gladly return your money. In fact, I’ll double it,” I generously offered.
That caused him to laugh. I hated his hideous laugh. “You bet that sweet ass of yours, you will. And then some.”
“I’m done tricking for you.”
“That so? What would your high and mighty boss do if she saw some pictures of you doing nasty things to men?”
“You wouldn’t!”
I looked up and saw two pairs of eyes watching me. I couldn’t continue talking to my father in the office.
“I need to call you back.”
He snorted into the phone. “Like you ever would. No need. I’m right downstairs in the lobby of your fancy building. If you don’t come down in ten minutes, I’m coming up to introduce myself.”
I felt my throat close. My entire world was about to unravel. What had taken me years to build, my father was going to destroy in only minutes. Somehow, I had to find a way to stop him. Eve was coming toward me.
“What’s wrong, Amber?” Her face was a mask of concern.
I’d just die if she found out about my past and my father. A fine woman like her wouldn’t understand. “Nothing,” I said, shaking my head. “I have to go out. I’ll be back.”
“Whatever it is, I can help,” she replied to my back.
I’m afraid not this time , I thought.
I took the elevator down. My hand shook as I pressed L. The elevator door opened and I walked toward the front door as if I were going to my own execution.
“You never thought I’d find you, did you, pumpkin,” he said, stepping in front of me. He’d gotten heavier; his barrel of a stomach looked inflated. His moon-shaped face wore the same nasty smirk I’d remembered, but his flat nose looked a little more off-kilter and his mustache had gone gray. “Nice coverage of that charity dinner you attended. You married to that player in the picture?”
“What do you want?” I asked him, but he simply ignored my question.
“My darling little Keisha, all grown up now and rubbing shoulders with the high and mighty. And selling real estate. I’ll bet you make lots of dough. Just look at you, strutting around in fancy duds just like some fashion model.”
“What do you want from