looking so I stepped back out of the door frame in case I needed to slam the door shut. I know this was an odd response but I couldn't help but be wary.
“Letter for you.” And with that he held out the envelope for me to take and then he went.
“Who was that at the door?” Libby had re-emerged from the downstairs loo and was cocooning herself back in the bedding on the couch.
“Just a letter for me, do you think you could hold down a cup of tea?” She nodded like a child and continued to watch some cheesy daytime drama.
I walked into the kitchen and placed the letter on the table while I filled the kettle. Once I had clicked it on I went to sit down and stare at it as though it would bite me if I touched it again. I turned over the black rectangle and saw that it had been sealed by red wax. I looked closer and noticed the seal was the family crest of the Dravens. It was the same as on the doors and the backs of Draven's chairs at the club. Maybe this was about my behaviour last night. Maybe I was getting sacked!
I couldn't bear it any longer, so I tore open the seal and pulled out the contents. The sound of the kettle boiling hid the small scream that I had just made and I dropped the paper back on the table. I couldn't believe it, what the hell was going on? There must have been a mistake!
I made the tea and passed one mug to Libby and I sat back down still in shock.
“Good news?” She asked over her mug.
“I don't know.” I said slowly as I was still trying to make sense of it.
“What's wrong?”
I got up and grabbed the letter and its other contents from the table and walked back into the living room to show her.
“This is what's wrong.” I said as her eyes nearly popped open at the wad of cash I held in my hands.
“WOW, where the hell did you get that from?” I passed her the letter without saying a word as I sat back down money still in hand.
She scanned the letter finding the words that stood out.
“That's your wages? $4000 in a month!” She shouted the words and I stared at the pile of green notes in my hand.
“But that's...that's crazy...you are a waitress right?”
“OF COURSE I am! What do you think I do there?” I said getting frustrated!
“I don't know, lure them all sacrifices...Kidding, kidding” She said but I didn't laugh. How could I... I mean what was this?
“Well at least you can get a new car now.”
“I'm not going to spend it, there's been a mistake and it's going back!” I slammed it down on the table and picked up my tea, gulping it down burning my throat.
“Really, you’re not going to spend it?” She said in disbelief.
“No I'm not...in fact I'm going to sort this out right now.” I said getting up to go back in the kitchen, ignoring Libby as she asked what it was that I was going to do. I picked up the phone, grabbed the number that was on the fridge and called the club. It rang four times before someone picked up.
“Hello club Afterlife, Jerry speaking.”
“Hi Jerry, its Keira.”
“Oh hi Keira what's up?” He asked in a wary voice. He must have thought I was calling in sick and maybe he was dreading the thought of telling them upstairs.
“Don't worry I'm not calling in sick, I just want to know could you put me through to upstairs?”
“Umm I don't know...can I ask what this is about?” Oh yeah he was wary all right!
“Well it's a bit personal and I don't think they would want me disclosing any information to anyone about it so...” That did it! Before I knew it the phone was ringing again and this time a familiar happy voice answered.
“How can I help you Keira?” Karmun asked.
“How did you know it was me?”
“Lucky guess, I'm assuming you got your pay?” Ah so he knew I would call, I started to relax, as they must have realised their mistake.
“Oh, right so you know it was wrong then, its ok I will bring it back tomorrow and we can sort it out then but wow I was shocked....” He cut me off when he said,
“Wrong? Keira, there's been no mistake.”
“But I don't understand I...” I mumbled my words when he