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Chapter 22
Justthewhiteskin,thecircledeyesI’dgrownsousedto.Heworeapaleblue,long-sleevedshirtandfadedbluejeans.
"Isupposeyou’regoingtotellmethatyourboyfriendwillavengeyou?"heasked,hopefullyitseemedtome.
"No,Idon’tthinkso.Atleast,Iaskedhimnotto."
"Andwhatwashisreplytothat?"
"Idon’tknow."Itwasstrangelyeasytoconversewiththisgenteelhunter."Ilefthimaletter."
"Howromantic,alastletter.Anddoyouthinkhewillhonorit?"Hisvoicewasjustalittlehardernow,ahintofsarcasmmarringhispolitetone.
"Ihopeso."
"Hmmm.Well,ourhopesdifferthen.Yousee,thiswasalljustalittletooeasy,tooquick.Tobequitehonest,I’mdisappointed.Iexpectedamuchgreaterchallenge.And,afterall,Ionlyneededalittleluck."
Iwaitedinsilence.
"WhenVictoriacouldn’tgettoyourfather,Ihadherfindoutmoreaboutyou.TherewasnosenseinrunningallovertheplanetchasingyoudownwhenIcouldcomfortablywaitforyouinaplaceofmychoosing.So,afterItalkedtoVictoria,IdecidedtocometoPhoenixtopayyourmotheravisit.I’dheardyousayyouweregoinghome.Atfirst,Ineverdreamedyoumeantit.ButthenIwondered.Humanscanbeverypredictable;theyliketobesomewherefamiliar,somewheresafe.Andwouldn’titbetheperfectploy,togotothelastplaceyoushouldbewhenyou’rehiding-theplacethatyousaidyou’dbe.
"ButofcourseIwasn’tsure,itwasjustahunch.IusuallygetafeelingaboutthepreythatI’mhunting,asixthsense,ifyouwill.
