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."Not to mention that lethal aura that sizzled in the air around him.But Nick was beginning to get usedto that."Do you work for Mr.Hunter too?" his mom asked.Ash set his backpack down by the door."No, ma'am.We're just old friends."She smiled."You don't look old enough to have old friends."Nick snorted at her making the same assumption he had."Trust me, Mom, he's a lot older than helooks.""Well, thank you for bringing my baby home.I appreciate it.""No problem." Acheron turned toward Nick."Keep your nose clean, kid.I'll see you around." "Thanks, Ash."He inclined his head before he left.His mom locked the door and moved Nick's backpack away from the threshold so that they wouldn'ttrip over it."He's a bit peculiar, isn't he?""You don't know the half of it.""So how did your first day with Mr.Hunter go?""It was all right." Aside from the zombies, Rosa's lunacy, and Acheron, but no need to completelyterrify her.Only one of them needed to freak out at a time."Good.Now I better get ready for work." She headed for her room.Nick pulled her to a stop."I don't think so.""What do you mean?""I mean I want you to quit tonight."Sighing, she twisted her arm out of his hold."Stop with the nonsense, Nick.You know I can't quit.Weneed the money.""No, Ma, really.Mr.Hunter's going to pay me four thousand a month to work for him."Her jaw went slack as her eyes narrowed in anger."Doing what?""Running errands, like he said.""Oh no, no, no.I'm not having any of that.No one pays that kind of money for running legal errands.Iwant you to quit first thing tomorrow.""No, Mom.It's all legal.I promise."Still she refused to believe him."Not for that kind of money it's not.What kind of fool do you take mefor? I wasn't born yesterday.I ""Mom, listen.Please.He really is loaded like you've never seen before.Ash told me that Kyrianthinks I'm underpaid.The guy has no concept of how much money he's paying me.Really.""No one is that loaded, Nick, that they'd just throw forty-eight thousand dollars a year at a kid forrunning errands.Think about it."A day ago, he'd have been right there with her.But after today.for some reason he believed inKyrian and his intentions."Yeah, he is.Trust me.I saw the house and you ain't never seen nothing likeit.So you can quit dancing.I'll be making enough working part time that you won't have to do anythingbut stay home." Just like they'd always dreamed of.His mom hesitated."I don't know.""Please, Mom.Trust me."Her features softened as she cupped his cheek in her hand."Tell you what.You work for him for acouple of weeks and after you get your first paycheck then we'll see, okay?" Nick curled his lip as he realized her tactic.She was shutting him down and not really listening to aword he said."Why don't you believe me?""I think you misunderstood him.""I didn't."She brushed his hair back from his face."We'll see, Nick.We'll see."God, he hated that tone she used.It was so condescending and what she was actually saying is that hedidn't know what he was talking about.He wasn't stupid.Whatever.He was too disgusted to keep arguing when it was obviously futile.She went to go dress."I left you some eggs and cheese on the stove in case you're hungry."Nick cringed at her words.He should have thought to bring her some of Rosa's gumbo.She wouldn't have forgotten about him.Next time."I'm full if you want some more.Kyrian's housekeeper fed me about an hour ago." "Was it good?" shecalled from her room."Yeah."She poked her head out of the door."Better than my cooking?"He started to say yes, which was the truth, but self- preservation kicked in.He'd made the mistake ofsaying Menyara made better biscuits once and his mom hadn't taken it well."No.No one's gumbo can touch yours."She winked at him before she closed the door.Nick let out a relieved breath that he'd sailed past that land mine without getting his butt kicked overit.It wasn't often he passed those tests.I'm getting better at dealing w'th women.Today his mom.Tomorrow an actual girlfriend.Like Kody.Maybe I should call her? Since he hadn't seen her at school, he still had her Nintendo in his pocket.You knowyou dont have her number.Oh yeah.That was a problem.One he'd fix first thing tomorrow when he went to school.And this time, he wouldn't wuss out.He'd actually ask her to go have beignets with him.Nick headed to the counter and picked up his worn-out copy of Hammer's Slammers, then headed tohis room to read.He was just skipping ahead to where he left off last night when his mom pushedback the blanket."I'm heading out.You need anything before I go?""I'm good.""Okay.Mennie said she'd come by later and check on you.I'll be home a little after dawn."Nick set his book down as he thought about her taking the streetcars to and from work while more zombies could be out on the street.His mom would barely be a snack for them."Would you mind if I went in to work with you tonight?""You need to rest.""Yeah, but with all this weird sh " He caught himself before he said something she'd ground himover." stuff going on, I'd feel better if you weren't by yourself."A slow smile spread across her beautiful face."You going to be my protector?""That's my job, isn't it?""All right.Grab a jacket and I'll tell Mennie."Nick did as she ordered.She didn't often let him go to the club on school nights, but he'd meant whathe said.He didn't like his mom out by herself.New Orleans could be dangerous on its best nights andsince she was all he had.He'd guard her with every breath in his body.By the time he had his jacket on over his bad arm and had reached the porch, Mennie was outsidewith her."Why don't you borrow my car, chere?"His mom hesitated."You know I don't like being responsible for other people's property.Besides, it's hard and expensive to park it in the Quarter.Bourbon Street's already blocked off.""Then park it on Royal.Please, Cherise.I'd feel better if you two weren't roaming the streets in thewee hours of the night by yourselves.Think of poor Nicky."His mom looked at him before she nodded.Menyara handed her the keys, then kissed Nick on the cheek."You watch over your mom.""Always."His mom smiled at her."I'll leave the keys on the counter so that you can get them in the morning.""Sounds good."His mom turned and led him down the steps to where Menyara's dark blue Taurus waited next to theirbeat-up red Yugo that needed repairs they couldn't afford at present.Nick got in first.It was weird tobe in Mennie's car without her.Normally they only rode in it whenever there was a hurricane comingand they needed to evacuate when their own car was broken down.Or Nick needed stitches.Not wanting to think about that, he buckled himself in while his mom started the car.She ruffled his hair."You know, since I have the car, you could stay home.""Nope.You still have to walk from Royal to Bourbon."She shook her head."Myfierce little bulldog.""I'm bigger than you." "I'm meaner."She always said that, but it wasn't true.His mom was the kindest person he'd ever met.It was one ofthe reasons why he was so protective of her.In many ways, she was still a doe-eyed innocent whoonly saw the good in people.Impossible to believe, but she even defended his dad and there really was nothing good to be saidabout that man.He was like the devil himself.Closing his eyes, he listened to the zydeco playing low on the car radio.That and Elvis were hismom's favorite kinds of music
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