Chapter Twelve

He turned to face the direction where his name had been called, and right in front of him was Bianca and Fred.

Oh shit, Elijah thought. This was not supposed to be happening in their presence. Things were not going as he planned, so he decided to end the show before it got out of control. He reached into his other pocket to bring out his real card when Sara looked at Bianca and asked.

"Ma, do you know this man?"

Bianca hesitated. She looked unsure of whether to answer or not. Her eyes flickered between Elijah's and Sara's before she answered. "Yes, I do. I'm even surprised that he is in this kind of store because I know for certain that he is poor."

Fred looked at his clothing and asked, "Elijah why are dressed like that? Did you steal the outfits? I'm impressed at your audacity, to think that you can afford to buy clothes from this kind of high-end store. Does your shame have no limits? But just look at you. You can take the man out of the trash but not the trash out of the man."