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Chapter 22
Hewasstandingverystillbythebackexit,sostillIhadn’tnoticedhimatfirst.Inhishandwasaremotecontrol.Westaredateachotherforalongmoment,andthenhesmiled.
Hewalkedtowardme,quiteclose,andthenpassedmetoputtheremotedownnexttotheVCR.Iturnedcarefullytowatchhim.
"Sorryaboutthat,Bella,butisn’titbetterthatyourmotherdidn’treallyhavetobeinvolvedinallthis?"Hisvoicewascourteous,kind.
Andsuddenlyithitme.Mymotherwassafe.ShewasstillinFlorida.She’dnevergottenmymessage.She’dneverbeenterrifiedbythedarkredeyesintheabnormallypalefacebeforeme.Shewassafe.
"Yes,"Ianswered,myvoicesaturatedwithrelief.
"Youdon’tsoundangrythatItrickedyou."
"I’mnot."Mysuddenhighmademebrave.Whatdiditmatternow?Itwouldsoonbeover.CharlieandMomwouldneverbeharmed,wouldneverhavetofear.Ifeltalmostgiddy.SomeanalyticalpartofmymindwarnedmethatIwasdangerouslyclosetosnappingfromthestress.
"Howodd.Youreallymeanit."Hisdarkeyesassessedmewithinterest.Theiriseswerenearlyblack,justahintofrubyaroundtheedges.Thirsty."Iwillgiveyourstrangecoventhismuch,youhumanscanbequiteinteresting.IguessIcanseethedrawofobservingyou.It’samazing-someofyouseemtohavenosenseofyourownself-interestatall."
Hewasstandingafewfeetawayfromme,armsfolded,lookingatmecuriously.Therewasnomenaceinhisfaceorstance.Hewassoveryaverage-looking,nothingremarkableabouthisfaceorbodyatall.
