Fool's Paradise by Lilliana Anderson

Author:Lilliana Anderson [Anderson, Lilliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-31T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

A Lumbering Ballet

“Where are you now?” Nick asked, the reception a little spotty as I leaned up against the outside of the camper van. Toby had gone inside to pay for petrol and grab a few supplies before we hit the road again, heading to a little town called Ceduna that was almost two thousand kilometres away, or twelve hundred miles for those measuring old school. It was surprising how many international travellers we were meeting along our journey. We’d spent the night before chatting to an American couple during dinner at the local restaurant. They told us of their adventures since arriving in Sydney then travelling anti-clockwise around the country. It had taken almost twelve months to get three quarters of the way. They couldn’t believe how huge Australia was.

“We’re crossing the border into South Australia today. Stopping to look at the cliffs at the Great Australia Bight on our way to Ceduna. Stuff like that.”

He paused for longer than was normal. “You’re sight-seein’?”

“You got a problem with that, Jennings?”

“Are you actually kiddin’ me? Some mobster is after your head and you’re out there sight-seein’?”

“What do you expect us to do? It’s a long fucking drive towards our doom, Nick. I think we have every right to stop and smell the roses before we blow everything up at the other side.”

“What about you blowin’ up? You’re supposed to be takin’ him back to his family. The longer you spend fuckin’ around in the desert the easier it's gonna be for our Irish friend to find you. They left yesterday, by the way. I was tryin’ to get a hold of you."

I rubbed my hand over my forehead, gritty from the red dust in the air. A small lizard ran straight past me. "There isn't any reception while we're on the road and we only checked the phone this morning."

"We? You two besties now? Or you just fuckin' him?"

"Nick," I said, warning in my tone. I wasn't going to get into any of this with him. I didn't owe him any explanations, just a thank you for keeping an eye on Irish while Toby and I were on the road. "Thank you, OK? I mean it. But I've got it from here. You spoken to Big Jim?"

"He thinks you've gone off the rails since you haven't called in. There's been no reports of you gettin' on that boat so the only people who know are me, the Cartwright and Irish. I'm leavin' on another assignment now, so I guess you're right, you're on your own from here. I can’t help you anymore."

"That's not what I meant, but sure. I get it. I really do appreciate you sticking around, Nick. You went out of your way to cover for me and it means a lot."

"Jesus, Blair. What happened? Did you fall in the desert and catch feelin’s or somethin’?"

I laughed. He knew me well, and I didn’t say thank you often. “No. I'm just a little reflective. I guess almost

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