A Littlie Bit of Sin - Chapter 21.1

Good morning (or whenever you're reading this. )   enjoy...   _______________________________               Colin's mouth dropped open stunned. "I have money here?"             "Yes," the manager said obviously. "After your grandfather died and left the bank to shareholders and investors there was still the share he had given to his wife and then passed on to his son. In his will, he turned it over to you, since his other grandson refused the share."             This was another shocker. Bernard had refused money? "H-How much?" he asked clearing his suddenly dry throat.             "Fifteen thousand in the account currently, with two thousand on hand to be removed at any time-"             Colin cut him off. "That's all?"             "Well, yes," the manager said uncomfortably. "It's a small amount but that's because-"             He really didn't want to hear anymore because he was really too excited at the fact that he'd had the money and needed to hurry to get it back to the city before the bank closed.             "Can I wire transfer that amount immediately to another branch in Detroit?"             "Yes, but I should tell you-"             "I know it cost," he said abruptly, not interested in the details and over anxious about having the down payment finally.             Maybe Ms. Barlett was right. Maybe it was time for him to have something good.             'Maybe you should accept the blessings that are handed to you.'             That sounded like Bernard in his head.             Was his self-conscious actually trying to insinuate that Synthia could be some blessing? Some beautiful earth angel given to him as a sign of a good things are finally coming to him?             'And what happens when her curiosity ends?'             Good! Somewhere his brain was thinking rationally.             Whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, it was a respectable decision to stay away from her. *           *           *             She drummed her perfectly manicured fingers on the desk still staring at the screen.             There were some new accounts she needed to review and there were old accounts she could be closing that she knew Leah wanted to file away by Monday.             But her mind was miles away from the work she was supposed to be doing as she debated on whether to go ahead with this transaction.             She knew it was wrong and he wouldn't like it one bit. On top of that, Jason wouldn't like it one bit either, but she wanted to some way some how be apart of Colin's life and if this was the only way then so be it.             Getting out her phone, she texted Taylor. Do you think I'm doing the right thing?             Surprisingly, Taylor texted back immediately. Do you think I care? You either do it or don't. It's not going to change the price of tea in China.             She should have expected a cold answer like that from Taylor Bellini. Behind backs, many male counterparts called her The Ice Bitch.             After a few minutes, another text came back. If it's going to hurt people, Syn, then don't do it. You & I are the same. We hate drama, but if it somehow makes you feel a little good, do it – be the selfish bitch and to hell with the drama. Just know and be ready to face the consequences.             She reached up to the mouse and clicked ACCEPT TRANSACTION. The screen jumped over to her personal bank account and she smiled at the large personal amount she had in there. After she verified her information, she re-approved the withdrawal to her account and then sat back to just stare at the upheaval she knew she had just caused in her life.             I've started the payment. How long? She texted Taylor.             Her phone rung while she was waiting for a response. "Ms. Nolan? This is Dr. Collins, your mother's doctor."             "I know," she said annoyed, not really wanting to speak to him or anyone else when it concerned her mother.             "I take it the promise to call me every week for the update about your mother was an empty promise." Sarcasm dripped heavily on his voice.             "I've been busy," she lied.             "According to the strict custody agreement that you made sure my staff enforces, you're the only one that we can speak to about your mother's health. If I can't reach you or you choose to ignore my calls, I feel due to the severity of her condition I'm going to have to speak to your next of kin."             "NO!" she said emphatically. "Fine. I'll keep my promise. What do you want?"             "I want you to come in tomorrow and speak with me about her condition."             "Why can't I speak to you over the phone?" she asked.             "I'm not going to discuss this over the phone, Ms. Nolan. My office before the end of the day." He hung up on her and she flinched a little hearing the slamming of the phone.             She would go, but as always listen with half an ear because she really could care less about that woman.             Her thoughts about that quickly faded away as she realized there was another text message from Taylor.             Just spoke to bank manager. The transaction was received and the paperwork is underway. Can you send a messenger to the bank tomorrow to pick up the paperwork to sign it along with the keys?             Synthia frowned not believing how fast Taylor was. Tomorrow is Saturday, she pointed out.             You forget I'm a Bellini.     A Little Bit of Sin Won't Hurt Chapter 21.1 (c) 2009 Sylvia Hubbard. All Rights Reserved     don't forget to: Comment or react     Coming Soon: Tanner's Devil click here to watch video!