Chapter 65 - Coincidence? Maybe not.
"This isn't what I ordered." Torrie said as the waiter went to set their food down.
"That's not what I ordered either." Dom looked at the plate the waiter was holding.
"My mistake. Please forgive me." The waiter stammered as he headed to the table to their right that really had ordered the food. A minute later their real order came out.
Torrie was in the middle of eating her meal when the woman at the table to the right started to choke. Her husband panicked and another diner who was a doctor came running over to help the woman as she gasped for breath without success.
"What is she choking on?" Torrie asked in concern as they tried to keep the woman alive.
"She's not choking on anything." The doctor answered. "It's puzzling but if I had to guess I'd say there was something in the food that made her throat swell closed." The doctor turned to the sick woman's husband. "Does she have any food allergies?"
"N-N-No." The frantic man answered. The doctor shook his head and continued to try to help the woman who'd eaten the tainted food.
John came out of the bathroom to see Torrie and Dom fine as they'd been when he'd gone in and the wrong woman being worked on while she turned blue. He watched as the doctor kept the woman alive while they waited for an ambulance. He swore softly to himself at the luck of Torrie avoiding his plan again. The girl was so lucky. He was really running out of ideas. The girl had to die. If he couldn't make it look accidental then he'd have to just kill her. He'd killed many others and had never been caught so it didn't worry him. But the person who'd paid him for this job had been most insistent that it look like an accident. He'd have to call his boss soon and find out what he was to do if the girl continued to live through his best accident plans.
Once the ambulance had taken the woman away and it had been assured that she'd be fine after some care at the hospital Torrie and Dom finished their meal and left.
"Dom, this is getting strange." Torrie said to him as they drove through the streets to go back to their hotel.
"What is princess?" Dom asked her. He knew but he didn't want to worry her so he didn't want to talk about it.
"That's 4 close calls that I've had with being killed or hurt since I got here."
"How do you figure Tor?"
"That food was almost ours. If I'd have eaten it then I could be the one choking. What if that doctor hadn't have been there? I wouldn't know how to save someone who's throat closed over. Would you?"
"No. But there must be a logical reason for what happened to that woman. She must have an allergie to something she didn't even know about."
"I don't think so Dom. Someone's trying to hurt us." Dom looked at Torrie then looked back at the road but the look on his face had been pure worry.
"This isn't what I ordered." Torrie said as the waiter went to set their food down.
"That's not what I ordered either." Dom looked at the plate the waiter was holding.
"My mistake. Please forgive me." The waiter stammered as he headed to the table to their right that really had ordered the food. A minute later their real order came out.
Torrie was in the middle of eating her meal when the woman at the table to the right started to choke. Her husband panicked and another diner who was a doctor came running over to help the woman as she gasped for breath without success.
"What is she choking on?" Torrie asked in concern as they tried to keep the woman alive.
"She's not choking on anything." The doctor answered. "It's puzzling but if I had to guess I'd say there was something in the food that made her throat swell closed." The doctor turned to the sick woman's husband. "Does she have any food allergies?"
"N-N-No." The frantic man answered. The doctor shook his head and continued to try to help the woman who'd eaten the tainted food.
John came out of the bathroom to see Torrie and Dom fine as they'd been when he'd gone in and the wrong woman being worked on while she turned blue. He watched as the doctor kept the woman alive while they waited for an ambulance. He swore softly to himself at the luck of Torrie avoiding his plan again. The girl was so lucky. He was really running out of ideas. The girl had to die. If he couldn't make it look accidental then he'd have to just kill her. He'd killed many others and had never been caught so it didn't worry him. But the person who'd paid him for this job had been most insistent that it look like an accident. He'd have to call his boss soon and find out what he was to do if the girl continued to live through his best accident plans.
Once the ambulance had taken the woman away and it had been assured that she'd be fine after some care at the hospital Torrie and Dom finished their meal and left.
"Dom, this is getting strange." Torrie said to him as they drove through the streets to go back to their hotel.
"What is princess?" Dom asked her. He knew but he didn't want to worry her so he didn't want to talk about it.
"That's 4 close calls that I've had with being killed or hurt since I got here."
"How do you figure Tor?"
"That food was almost ours. If I'd have eaten it then I could be the one choking. What if that doctor hadn't have been there? I wouldn't know how to save someone who's throat closed over. Would you?"
"No. But there must be a logical reason for what happened to that woman. She must have an allergie to something she didn't even know about."
"I don't think so Dom. Someone's trying to hurt us." Dom looked at Torrie then looked back at the road but the look on his face had been pure worry.