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off at the bus stop nearest her
place. She refuses to let me take her to the actual house. I don’t
like doing it that way but she always calls me when she’s inside
and at least I get her as close as possible.” Tom wasn’t happy
about the arrangement, but Amy was strong willed and he took what
little bit she was willing to give him.
    On the other end of the line Lucas was
barely keeping his temper in check. He’d figured out she’d lied to
him about where she was living. That had been easy enough. He’d
simply called the management company of the apartments and asked
them if she lived there.
    They told him she wasn’t currently a
resident but at the beginning of the week she’d put in an
application for one of their apartments. They had a unit coming
available in three weeks and she’d reserved it. Her being new to
the workforce had been a negative but they’d spoken to his father
earlier in the week and since Joseph backed her up, they were
thrilled to have her for a tenant.
    “Look, Mr. Anderson, I really have to
get going. I know she’s in a really crappy place right now but I’m
going to offer her a place to stay for a few weeks until she gets
her new apartment. She told me she just finished up with college
and got hired to your company and was excited to have her first
nice place,” Tom spoke quickly before Lucas was able to cut him
off.
    “Thank you, Tom. I appreciate the
information. I’ll speak with Ms. Harper personally.” He hung up the
phone without bothering to say goodbye.
    Tom was forgotten about the second the
phone touched its receiver. All he was thinking was he’d be finding
her that day. After about an hour of speaking to various people,
Lucas had the information he wanted. He’d grown up with money, but
had been taught from a young age not to use it against people. But
there were times when having money made life simpler and being able
to gain information that was needed was one of those
times.
    He was uneasy as he neared her house.
The neighborhood wasn’t somewhere he’d hang out in comfortably in
the daytime and never at night. By the time he saw the actual place
she was living in, he was appalled and beyond angry. What was she
doing there? How could she so casually risk her own safety? He
wouldn’t wish his worst enemy in the house, or the neighborhood,
she was residing in. When he saw places like the home she was
staying at, it was a humbling experience for him and he knew he
needed to make more time for his volunteer work, because there were
so many people who needed help. It was easy to forget about those
things when they were out of sight, but not when it was right in
front of his face.
    He’d been doing volunteer work since he
was a young boy, as had his brothers. The busier he got in his day
to day life, the easier it was for him to forget about people in
need, but as he looked upon the sad excuse for a house, he made a
vow he’d make the time no matter what else was going on in his
life.
    Lucas carefully walked up the steps,
afraid he was going to fall through the rotten porch at any moment.
The door looked no better and he would’ve been grateful to have
some Lysol on him after placing his hands anywhere near it. He
reluctantly raised his fist and knocked loudly so he could be heard
above the screeching of animals, which seemed to be coming from
every direction.

Chapter Three

    After about five minutes the door was
answered by a man reeking of alcohol and wearing nothing but a pair
of dirty boxer shorts. “Hey dude, you sure don’t look like the
pizza boy. Did I win something?” the man blubbered.
    “I’m looking for Amy Harper please,”
Lucas said with disgust.
    “It figures that the first person to
visit that snob is a suit,” the intoxicated man mumbled. He looked
Lucas up and down and then muttered, “I should’ve been charging her
more rent. She’s obviously doing well.” He then turned around and
shouted for Amy.
    “Amy, you have some high and