Marshall found himself unable to look away from Katherine for quite a while.
He realized that Katherine looked kind of different – younger – after divorcing him. He tried hard to remember the Katherine from before but couldn’t come up with a concrete image of her face. He just recalled a dull woman that looked depressed and old, older than she appeared now.
“Let’s go!” Katherine demanded as looked at Marshall, “I’m all set.”
Humming in agreement, Marshall turned around and went out before her. They locked the door and headed for the car.
As soon as she got in, Katherine took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the car seat. Marshall took a quick glance over, wondering when that habit began, because as he recalled, she didn’t use to do this before.
They drove all the way to Kyle’s club, which was empty and quiet during the day.
Kyle had on a different outfit – still in pajamas, but they were a light shade of gray this time, draping loosely around his body.
Standing by the door, Kyle ran out to greet them as soon as he saw Marshall’s car. “Finally, my squad! I’ve been yearning for you.”
Giving him a quick once-over, Katherine made a vaguely disgusted face. “You should at least dress up if you’re welcoming us in earnest.”
Kyle goggled at them. “I changed my outfit specifically for the purpose of greeting you. How’s that for earnest?”
As if changing from one pajama set into another made all that much difference.
Hector hadn’t arrived yet, and the three of them went to the second floor. Without Hector, Kyle didn’t want to start the poker game yet, so he took Marshall and Katherine to the room next door, which was much bigger – big enough, in fact, for a huge racing game simulator. For realistic effects, the simulation automobile was made full-size and to the exact model of vehicles currently on the market. The racetracks were the only thing projected into the room.
“Wanna try?” Kyle asked, looking at Marshall.
“Sure,” Marshall laughed.
Kyle walked over to turn on the machine, the sound of which was so loud it could practically be heard by neighboring stores across the street.
A real-looking racetrack appeared before them, as Marshall mounted the automobile easily with his long legs.
Katherine didn’t actually understand all this, being someone who couldn’t even comprehend a driving test guidebook, so she turned around and sat down on the side.
The game started, and Marshall adjusted his angles sitting on the motorcycle. Men would like this sort of stuff, while Katherine just wanted to nod off. So she took out her phone to text Hector.
After quite some time, Hector finally sent his reply, saying that he couldn’t join them today, as something had just come up.
Sighing, Katherine stood up to shout to Kyle not far away, “Hector can’t come. Some emergencies, he said.”
Kyle was watching Marshall play the simulation game. Upon hearing Katherine, he said casually, “Tell him that’s not acceptable. He’s the only one missing. I already got my card deck ready for him, so he has to make it today.”
Eyes fixed on Marshall and the simulated racetrack the entire time, Kyle looked inexplicably excited.
Katherine called Hector after some consideration.
It took a long while for Hector to pick up, his voice deep, “Kathy, I’m kinda busy so I won’t be coming. Enjoy yourselves and I’ll see you…”
Before he could finish, Katherine heard a loud thud of something being broken on his end. Then came a woman’s voice. “Do we look like a bunch of suckers to you? Aren’t my son and my daughter legitimate Bennett children? Why should they be pushed around and bullied? A bastard, terrorizing the children of the legal wife – well, over my dead body…”
Hector went silent for a second and then hung up the phone.
Katherine didn’t put down her phone for quite a while, her expression souring.
Bastard? Ariel Kingsey was talking about Hector for sure.
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