Page 44 of Just Believe (The Reluctant Heart 6)

“So it wasn’t you that fired her?” The man shook his head. “And whom do I speak to in order to explain this wasn’t her fault?”

“I do not know. You’d need to ask her,” he said.

That’s what I’m trying to avoid.

“Thank you.” I left and headed for my car. No progress had been made. If anything, I was more confused about how to help her than I was before. I knew I had to pull out the big guns.

I dialed Lizzy.

Yawning. she answered, “Hello, Clark. Please make your question simple. I haven’t had coffee yet.”

“Lizzy, what the fuck were you thinking having me send PJ flowers at a funeral home?”

“What?” she asked, fully awake now. “Funeral home?”

“Yes. That’s the address you gave me yesterday,” I barked.

“It is Darcy and Darcy. She said nothing about it being a funeral home,” Lizzy explained.

“Yes. And that’s a funeral home. Let’s just say the flowers cost her a job. Next time, you might want to hold back on giving advice.”

“I…can’t believe it. She got fired?”

“Yes.”

“Wait? Are you blaming me for that? I gave you several options. You picked the wrong one – that isn’t my fault.”

I was wasting my time. But I’d learned my lesson.

From now on, I do things my way.

“Go back to sleep. I’ll work it out,” I said.

“Do you want me to call her?” Lizzy asked.

“No. I want you to do nothing. I just needed to make sure you hadn’t left the funeral home part out intentionally.”

“Clark, I like PJ. I’d never do anything to hurt her.”

That I believed.

“Okay,” I said, and ended the call.

Tonight I needed to do something special to show her how sorry I was. And to explain why I did what I did. With any luck, I could also get her to give me her employer’s information so I could get her job back.

Still don’t know why she wants it, but she does and that’s good enough for me.

I’d do anything to keep her smiling.

I didn’t want to wait until tonight to hear her voice. I dialed her number, and it went to voicemail. Was she still out? Maybe she didn’t even know I was gone yet.

As I waited to see if she’d answer, I racked my brain. I usually had connections that would be able to assist in building up someone’s business. But in her line of work, that meant someone had passed away. I’m an asshole, but I have my limits as to what I’d do for success. There’s got to be something less drastic.

I ended the call and slipped my phone into my pocket. I’d try her again later when I had a plan.