HEIR from the STREET

CHAPTER 11

JON STOOD IN THE road, waiting and looking out for any signs of the limo. He constantly rubbed his palms together and blew into them from his mouth to keep them warm.

The sun was just beginning to set and from his watch, he could see that he was been waiting for almost an hour. He was just about to turn and return to the party when a voice called at him.

"Oi, Jon!"

He groaned even before he looked at the person. "Kim!" He nodded at her in acknowledgement, "I was just going back to the party."

"Did you think about what I said earlier on before those moron friends of yours came in the way and interrupted us?" She asked.

"I didn't think of anything you said, Kim." Jon snapped. "We are done and done for good… and you can go to the police about any whimsy story that you can come up with."

"Oh, is that so, huh?" Kim asked.

"Yeah…"

The silky sound of an expensive car engine drifted to them as a limousine approached.

They both turned to look at it. Jon saw the bulky figure of Peterson