I could hear their voices echoing back down the...
I could hear their voices echoing
back down the southern corridor
What was that about?Mel wondered warily
It occurred to me that Trudy wasn't a much better liar than I wasWhen she'd said the others
from the raid were unloading and cleaning up, there was a false note to her voiceI thought I
remembered her eyes flickering to the right, back toward that tunnel
“Hey, kid! Hey, Trudy!” Ian had caught up to us
“Hi, Ian,” they greeted him at the same time
“What happened here?”
“Fell on a knife,” Jamie grunted, ducking black gucci bag his head
“I don't think it's funny,” I told him, my voice tightMelanie, frantic with worry in my head,
imagined slapping him
“Could happen to anybody,” Ian said, planting a light punch on Jamie's arm
“Right,” Jamie muttered
“Where's everybody?”
I watched Trudy from the corner of my eye as she answered him
“They, uh, had some unloading to finish up This time her eyes moved toward the southern
tunnel very deliberately, and Ian's expression hardened, turned enraged for half a secondThen
Trudy glanced back at me and sac dolce gabana caught me watching
Distract them,Melanie whispered
I looked down at Jamie quickly
“Are you hungry?” I asked him
“Whenaren't you hungry?” Ian teasedHis face was relaxed againHe was better at deception
than Trudy
When we reached our room, Jamie sank gratefully onto the big mattress
“You sure you're okay?” I checkedDoc says I'll be fine in a few days
I nodded, though I was not convinced
“I'm going to go clean up,” Trudy murmured as she left
Ian propped himself against the wall, going nowhere
Keep your face down when gucci taske you lie,Melanie suggested
“Ian?” I stared intently at Jamie's bloody leg“Do you mind getting us some food? I'm hungry,
tooGet us something good
I could feel Ian's eyes on me, but I didn't look up“I'll be back in just a second He emphasized the short time
I kept my gaze down, as if I were examining the wound, until I heard his footsteps fade
“You aren't mad at me?” Jamie asked
“I know you didn't want me to go
“You're safe now; that's all that matters I patted his arm absentmindedlyThen I got to my
feet and let my motorcycle balenciaga hair, now chin length, fall forward to hide my face
“I'll be right back–I forgot something I wanted to tell Ian
“What?” he asked, confused by my tone
“You'll be okay here by yourself?”
“Course I will,” he retorted, sidetracked
I ducked out around the screen before he could ask anything else
The hall was clear, Ian out of sightI knew he was already suspiciousHe'd
noticed thatI'd noticed Trudy's awkward and artificial explanationHe wouldn't be gone long
I walked quickly, but didn't run, as I moved through the big balenciaga bag pl