Chapter 7
Days were starting to turn into living nightmares for me. Everywhere I looked there seemed to be someone whose face I couldn't see. Maybe I was just jumping at my own shadow, but I knew Clive was scared too.
"Are you sure you're okay, Katarina?" Gina pulled me aside.
"Just a little jumpy. I'm fine. Really."
Gina raised her eyebrow. She didn't know me quite as well to figure out when I was lying, but she was suspicious for sure.
We decided to stop at another café for lunch. Since I wasn't that hungry, I settled for a glass of water.
"Excuse me mademoiselle, but the man sitting over there wished that I'd give you this. Perhaps a love letter?" The waiter chortled in his heavy French accent and handed me a slip of paper.
I seriously doubt that, I thought to myself. I opened it up, revealing the same messy handwriting as before. This time it read: No matter how long you prolong it, I will prevail. I know that you showed the boy the note. If you show anyone else, you will only put their lives at risk too.
I shuddered. As if I didn't have enough to worry about. I tried to get a glimpse of the man who the waiter had gestured too, but he had already disappeared.
"Is it a love note?" Gina asked excitedly.
"I think Frenchmen have better things to do than send love letters to Katarina." Tomi pointed out, but Gina elbowed him.
"No, it's a love note." I lied.
Clive nearly choked on what he was eating. "What?"
"Read it and weep." I handed him the note.
"Oh." Clive flashed me a look of understanding.
"Are you jealous, Clive?" Gina gushed.
"What? No… I'm just a little surprised, that's all." Clive blushed.
"Mm-hm. Whatever you say, lover boy."