The family that preys together…- 12

“Mr. Hill, welcome back.” Crispin nodded, acknowledging the words of the man at the front desk of the health club. “Will you be swimming again, sir?”

“Yes, though I might try the treadmill first.” Crispin took the locker key the man handed him and went to change.

He arrived at the workout room to find most of the equipment in use. After checking to see if the young woman he was searching for was there, which she wasn’t, he moved on to the pool. She wasn’t there either, and he knew that it could take several visits before they were both at the club at the same time. So, dropping his towel on a chair he dove into the water.

Twenty minutes later he climbed out again. When he headed to his chair he saw the young man he’d talked to the last time he was there. As soon as he’d settled the young man came over, nodding at the chair beside Crispin as if asking for permission to sit. Crispin nodded in return then closed his eyes.

“Come on, surely you’re not worn out yet,” the young man said with a laugh.

Crispin smiled. “No. Just thinking.”

“Sorry. I’ll leave you alone then.”

Turning his head Crispin opened his eyes to look at the man. “It’s all right.”

“Work?” the young man asked, thus initiating a few minutes of chatting between them. Then he chuckled. “Looks like Miss ‘Phone glued to her ear’ has returned. I can’t imagine why she’s at the pool, she never swims.”

“Checking all of us males out I’d be willing to bet.”

“Yeah, I suspect you’re right.” The young man looked her over with the same kind of intensity with which she was studying one of the men at the far side of the pool. “She’s not bad looking, and probably knows it.”

Crispin laughed. “I dare you to make a move on her and see what happens.”

“You’re on.” Five minutes later he was back, grumbling that it was hard to get to know someone who only stopped talking on their cell long enough to say ‘Hi’ and ‘Hang on until I’m finished and then I'll...’ “Why doesn’t she just glue that thing to her ear?”

“Then she couldn’t change earrings,” Crispin replied with a grin.

They continued talking for a few minutes more and then the young man headed to the pool. Picking up his towel, Crispin went to change back into street clothes and leave.