"How the hell did I get myself into this?" Skyler asked herself, "I've only been in Italy for a couple of months and I've already gotten mixed up in something." The gun she had put in the back of her pants was getting uncomfortable so she took it out and set it beside her on the tan seat of the car that was racing down the winding road. She turned to face the window and watched the misty Italian night pass her reflection as she thought back on the events that brought her to the backseat of the speeding Impala.
It all started a week before when she had first noticed the two guys. It wasn't that hard to spot them because they stood out of the crowd of fashionably dressed Italians and brightly colored tourists milling around in the square. She had immediately noticed their dingy, earth-toned clothes that one could possibly call stylish. Also one of them was carrying some kind of FM radio with headphones plugged into it. The radio wouldn't have been something strange, except the guy was waving it from side to side as he walked along and it wasn't the kind of moving along to a song kind of thing it was more like you would move a metal detector, as if he were searching for something. She sat there in the café, chin in her hand, watching them. She saw their every move, every step that they took, every person they talked to, and she was entranced by them. Her grey-blue eyes followed them around the square until she lost them in the lunch time crowd.
Skyler walked back to her apartment later that day in a daze. She couldn't focus and she felt like she was in a haze. All she could think about were those two strange, yet gorgeous, guys she had seen in the square. There was something about them that she couldn't quite put her finger on, but it was there. She decided to take it upon herself to find out what they were doing. She sat up half the night on her couch, staring out the window watching the moon until she fell asleep. Even her dreams were haunted by those boys.
The next morning she woke up and dragged her weary body to the café so she could watch for those two guys again. She sat in her usual seat at her usual table; making things seen like a usual day, but really her sense were tingling and alert. She looked and listened for anything that might give her a clue as to where those guys were. She sat drinking her latte and was startled when she actually saw them walk into the café, and they weren't alone. Accompanying them was her neighbor's, or should she say ex-neighbor's, boyfriend, John. He had dated Kira, the girl who had lived in the apartment next to Skyler's, until Kira died mysteriously a few days ago, found in her apartment, apparently murdered. She couldn't for the life of her figure out what John was doing with these guys; they weren't the kind of people he normally hung out with. John was a soft and cuddly guy and these two guys were so rough and hardened, it seemed weird that he was with them. Skyler watched them over the rim of her latte, "They just keep getting more and more interesting," she thought as she watched them leave, leaving a stunned looking John in their wake.