I saw the woman start moving through the crowd as soon as she came in the door. She was tall and gaunt. Her face was pale, no animation under the straw-colored hair.
“Kevin,” she said when she’d reached us. She put her hand on his arm and smiled. “I’m so glad I found you. I’ve missed you so much.”
His smile faded when he saw her, though he finally managed to cover his shock with a pleasant expression.
I knew that look—it was one you use to hide your true feelings.
“Ann!” Surprised was a mild way to describe how he sounded. “When did you get here?”
“Today. Can we go somewhere and talk?” She glared at me. “
“Of course.” He looked at me. “Dae, this is Ann Porter, my partner when I was with the FBI. Ann, this is Mayor Dae O’Donnell.”
I shook her hand and smiled despite the cold feeling of foreboding that overtook me. He hadn’t introduced me as his girlfriend. Maybe it was just too awkward right now. I knew he’d never expected to see her again.
I was glad that I was still wearing my gloves when I touched her. There were stories in her dark eyes I hoped never to experience from her touch.
“Hello, Dae,” she said. “I’m Ann—Kevin’s fiancee.”
