“I’m his apprentice.”
“His apprentice?”
“He’s been training me to be—” He paused. “To do what he does.”
The corner of her mouth rose. “I almost got it out of you, didn’t I?”
“Almost.”
“I don’t mean to sound ungrateful or anything, but he left his apprentice to take care of me? If he was really concerned, wouldn’t he have stayed himself?”
“Three things,” Nate said. “One, thanks for the confidence.” He smiled so she’d know he was giving her a hard time. “Two, I’ve been his apprentice for several years now. I know what I’m doing. And three, I’ve never seen him act the way he has since he found out you might be in danger. He’s usually one of the most calm, patient people I know. At the moment, he’s scared and pissed. And the only reason he’s not here now is because he’s trying to find the source to stop this.” He paused. “Liz, I don’t know exactly what happened between the two of you, but I can tell you one thing. I don’t think he cares for anyone more than he cares for you.”
He’d expected her to laugh that idea off, but she remained silent, her gaze fixed on a point on the floor in front of the bathroom.
“Look, we should get some sleep while we can,” he said. “I’m probably going to have to run out for a little while at some point between now and the morning.”
She looked scared again. “Why?”
“I need to pick up something that will help us get someplace safe. It won’t be for long.”
“Out of Paris?”
Nate nodded. “We need to leave town as soon as we can. So we’ll get up pretty early.”
“What are you getting?”
Keeping the promise to himself, he said, “A false ID for you. So we can travel anonymously.”
“Are you kidding?”
“Not kidding at all.”
She was silent for a moment. “Then where are we going?”
“Someplace safe.”
“That’s the best you can do?”
“For now.”
She thought for a moment, then nodded.
“Good,” Nate said, pushing himself off the bed. “Now pick a side. I’ll be right out.”
“Where are you going?”
He hopped to the bathroom door. “Forgot to brush my teeth.”
Once inside, he shut the door and turned on the water. He then picked his pants up off the floor and got his phone out of the front pocket. He shot off a quick text to Julien.
Status?
While he was waiting, he decided to go ahead and brush his teeth again, anyway.
His phone vibrated. Julien had responded.
Active search still on. R u safe?
Nate typed:
Safe. But need car. Can u help?
Twenty seconds later, from Julien:
Think so. When?
Nate thought for a moment, then texted:
5:30 a.m.
It was almost a minute before Julien responded.
Ok. Will text meeting place once arranged.
Nate sent a confirmation, then put the phone back in his pants pocket. When he opened the door, the bedroom was dark. He flipped off the bathroom light, but he’d seen enough to know Liz had taken the far side of the bed. She had also folded back the covers on his side so he could get in.
“I was thinking,” he said. “I mean if it makes you feel more comfortable, I could sleep on top of the blankets.”
“You’d get too cold,” she said.
“It’s fine. I can put on some of my clothes.”
“No,” she said. “Please just get in.”
