Truth Seeker by Cecilia Dominic

Author:Cecilia Dominic [Dominic, Cecilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781945074332
Publisher: AIBHS
Published: 2018-05-14T22:00:00+00:00

Part II

The Locket

7

By the time they got everything straightened out with the hospital, who let Philippe go against medical advice, the sky had turned almost completely dark. Philippe barely paid attention to his surroundings as the cab whisked them through turn after uncomfortable turn. When they finally arrived at the terminal, Maggie had him wait on a bench while she went to stand in the line for tickets. He agreed to join her when he needed to show his ID to the ticket agent. He half-monitored her progress in line and half-attended to the other people around them. He could prove he was useful, if not capable of much at the moment, by looking for trouble.

One man in particular caught his attention. Something felt off about the guy, although he looked harmless enough in a sharp gray suit with a black upscale my-luggage-is-more-important-than-your-luggage carry-on. Maybe that was it—he stood out among the more casual traveling crowd. And kept looking at Philippe.

Philippe glanced away, not wanting to seem like he was staring. But it didn't surprise him when the man approached. He only hoped it was a case of mutual curiosity and nothing more sinister, although something like an electric charge raced along his skin when the man sat beside him.

"Traveling will wear you out," the man said. He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees.

Philippe nodded, but didn't make eye contact. Instead he checked on Maggie's position. She only had a couple of people in front of her.

"Is that your girlfriend? The redhead?"

Philippe shrugged. "Not exactly. We're just friends." He almost laughed at the absurdity. Friends that fate had shoved together thanks to a stupid locket that currently spewed poison in his stomach.

"But you want something more."

It wasn't a question, so Philippe didn't respond. Not that it was the guy's business, anyway. But he persisted, and the more he spoke, the more Philippe caught some sort of accent—Eastern European, maybe?

"A pretty girl like that, I wouldn't let her get away."

"Look," Philippe turned toward him to tell him to shut up, but his phone dinged. Maggie was texting him that it was their turn. He stood. "It's none of your damn business what our relationship is."

The man only shrugged, his palms up. "And the fact you are getting so upset means I'm right. Remember—some things are worth fighting for. She's a special woman. I can tell."

"You have no idea," Philippe muttered and went to join Maggie at the ticket counter.

"No, we don't have any bags," she was saying. "It's a quick trip, only for the night. We've heard it's a great place to party."

Philippe handed over his ID and tried to smile and look like he felt up for partying. A dull ache in the pit of his stomach reminded him that it was the last thing he wanted to do. But he'd play along if it would help solve his problem.

He watched Maggie charm the gate agent, her eyes hidden by purple lenses again, and for a moment, he felt better.

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