"You are going to stay away from Charlie" he said in his most menancing voice.
"He comes to me for my skills outside the bedroom" she tried to be diplomatic, and not reveal that Charlie was now a medium.
To Don's exasperation, the phone rang. As he listened to the person on the other end, he mentally used mnemonics to memorize the lisense plate number. Soon, he hung up the cellphone and said. "This isn't the last you've heard from me!"
Quickly, Katrina got into the car, started it, and drove off. Then, she used her own cell phone to call Charlie.
"Yello?" an older voice said. Katrina prayed that Charlie's father hadn't heard about the so called affair from Don.
"Is Charlie home?"
"May I ask who is calling?" Alan wanted to know if it was Katrina.
"Katrina"
"He's working, but I'll tell him you called." Katrina could tell that Alan was happy, to her relief.
Later, Charlie called her back. After wating for his brother for a long time, he called Alan to pick him up.
"I saw your brother at a crime scene"
"What?" Charlie was surprised. The odds of that were rather low, given the amount of crimes and law enforcement personell in Los Angeles."Are you sure it was Don?" Part of him was in denial that things had gotten explosive.
"Who else knows about our alleged affair?"
"What did he tell you?" Charlie knew how his brother could be when provoked.
"He told me to stay away from you." she replied. "When he had to leave after thephone call he told me that it wasn't that last I would hear of him. He als memorized my lisense plate number."
"He confronted me last night." Charlie began "I tried to tell him the truth."
"I know."
"Of course you would" he said lamely.
"This situation is getting too sudsy for me!" she groaned.
"Sudsy?"
"Full of soap suds"
"Huh?"
"Like a soap opera!" she sighed.
"Oh. Anyway, I went to Don's office to try to talk to him, but he didn't show up, so I went home. Knowing him, he'll probably come to the house." Charlie explained." Suddenly, he noticed Don standing behind him. He had been around long enough to hear Charlie's last comment. "I um..gotta go."
"I saw your girlfriend today" Don sneered when the mathematician hung up. "But you knew that"
Charlie nervously looked around to make sure that Alan wasn't home.
"Dad went to the supermarket." Don informed him coldly. "But you were too busy chatting it up with her to notice."
"Hey boys!" Alan came into the house wtih paper grocery bags.
"Let me help you with those dad" Don offered.
"I was thinking about making my famous ribs tonight" Alan said.
"Sounds great!" Don said with false cheerfulness.
"So you're staying for dinner then?" Alan hoped.
"Yeah." Don only did it for appearances. Charlie inwardly sighed as he dreaded what was to be a very long evening.
TBC