"Hey, Petrina! Wake up!" Seth said.
He was shaking her awake from the nightmare. Her eyes flew open and she stared at him for a second before moving into his arms for a much needed hug.
"You're okay. You're safe," he said.
"It was that fucking mountain dream again," she said.
"With me?" He asked.
"Yes, with you," she sighed. "It has to mean something. I can feel it in my bones."
"I would never betray you," he said.
"I know," she said.
She leaned in for a quick kiss and then stood up. She walked over to the safe, pressed in the code, and opened it. She grabbed a backpack and filled it with money from the safe. She closed the safe again and threw the backpack to him.
"Last week's pay," she said.
"It's starting to feel weird getting paid when I'm sleeping with you," he said.
"That's just a bonus, sweetheart," she said.
She grinned at him and moved back to bed. She leaned down for a kiss and ran her fingers through his hair.
"You need to leave before anyone finds out you're up here. There's a package and an address on the kitchen table. Deliver it for me on your way to wherever you store your cash. If anyone asks, you're simply running an errand for me," she said.
He got out of bed and got dressed. He pecked her lips and grabbed the backpack.
"I'll be back soon," he said.
"No rush," she said.
He left her in the bedroom, walked out in the kitchen for the package and address, and put both in the backpack. He snuck downstairs without anyone noticing him and walked outside just as Damian arrived. As always Damian shut out his arm across Seth's chest.
"Where are you going this early?" Damian asked.
Seth tapped the backpack hanging over his shoulder.
"Delivering a package," Seth said.
"I don't miss the days of being a simple errand boy," Damian said.
"I quite like it. I get air and sun in my face," Seth said.
"Fuck off, kid," Damian laughed. "Oh, and you made it to week three. It looks like you're planning to stick around."
"I am," Seth said.
"She clearly sees something in you and one thing I gotta say about her is that she's good at picking out workers that don't run for the hills. You might be good having around for the long run," Damian said.
"I'm planning on it," Seth said.
"That's what I like to hear," Damian smiled sinisterly. "Run off, kid. Be back as soon as you can. I might need your help."
Seth ran to the address first. He got the package out of the backpack and knocked on the door. A woman opened and he handed her the package without saying a word. She would know who it was from. He nodded his head goodbye and ran home to store his money. He would soon run out of space in the hidden crawl space in his bedroom if he got a backpack like that each week but it would have to do for now. There was still plenty of room for a while. Besides, he had already spent most of the money from the first week without telling anyone.
"Back to work," he mumbled.
He ran back to Petrina's place and saw everyone gathering outside.
"What's going on?" Seth asked.
"We got a call from Finn's people," Petrina said.
"About what?" Seth asked.
"They dug up Finn's corpse and things aren't adding up," Damian answered.
Seth looked over at Damian and then back at Petrina.
"Not adding up how?" Seth asked.
"I don't know. They asked us to come meet them at the cemetery to discuss things. I'm bringing everyone just in case," Petrina said.
"That means you too, kid," Damian said. "Get in the car."
Petrina nodded at Seth and he moved into the same car as her. Whatever was about to go down wouldn't be pretty. He could feel it. He was scared. If anyone found out he had killed Finn, his head was going to roll.