Thanks KC (aka psycho kitty) for bouncing ideas….and being pushy!
Chapter 11
Tracy entered the Haunted Star as she did so many times before, although she never did so with such a knot in her stomach and a feeling of trepidation, not that she would admit to such feelings. The knot had formed when she returned Anthony's phone call and agreed to meet him there. She walked behind the bar and poured herself a drink to silence her nerves. She placed her glass down once she saw him being wheeled into the room. Anthony motioned for his guard to leave and looked at Tracy with a broad smile.
"I'm so glad you called me back so soon. We have a lot to talk about." Anthony said and Tracy raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, you mentioned quite a few things in your message."
"I did indeed but there is one thing in particular we need to discuss. Now that your divorce is final….we have a wedding to plan." He wheeled himself closer and Tracy picked up her drink, watching him carefully over its rim. "Why don't we set a date first?"
"If you wish." Tracy said and began to take a sip.
"How about a week from tomorrow?" Anthony asked and Tracy almost choked but managed to keep her composure.
"Why so soon?"
"Why not? The sooner the better I say. Is it settled then?" He asked and Tracy slowly nodded her head in agreement. "Good! Shall I hire someone to make the arrangements or do you want to do them yourself?"
"I'll do it…If you want a job done right you have to do it yourself." Tracy smirked.
"Good answer. You're going to make a formidable wife."
"Oh you have no idea."
"What doesn't my father have an idea about? Specific to this time of course." Claudia asked as she entered the room, her curiosity peeked as to what her father and Tracy Quartermaine-Spencer were talking about together.
"Its none of your business Claudia and you better watch what comes out of your mouth. I deserve respect." Anthony glared at his daughter and Claudia gave an insincere smile in return.
"Of course daddy." Tracy watched their interaction closely and couldn't help but see a few parallels of their relationship and her own with her father.
"Well, I better get going. I told Johnny I would visit him today." Anthony said and shortly after, was wheeled out of the room. Once he had left, Claudia turned to face Tracy with a smile on her face.
"Alone at last Popsicle."
"Don't call me that." Tracy replied. "In fact…. why don't you just go away?"
"Aw but its been so long since we've spent some alone time together." Claudia pouted.
"Not long enough." Tracy smirked. "Why don't you make yourself useful and go spend time with your brother. Maybe you'll drive him crazy enough he'll confess just to get away from you. I know I would."
"Oh come on Spanky. You know you like me." Claudia replied and Tracy laughed then sighed.
"What the hell do you want?"
"What were you and my father talking about?" She asked as she sat across from Tracy at the bar.
"Lulu." Tracy quickly covered.
"Oh joy, Lulu's favorite topic…herself. By the way, don't you love how daddy says her name? I find it hilarious."
"Yes, he's a riot." Tracy replied, sarcasm laced in every word. Claudia realized she wasn't going to be able to get on Tracy's good side…at least not today.
"So what about the twit were you discussing?"
"For someone who seems to dislike Lulu so much, why do you care?"
"I don't….I just like talking to you Popsicle!" Claudia grinned and Tracy rolled her eyes.