She smiled and took out her phone, flipped through it a few times then placed it back into her pocket. “Ugh,” she groaned then looked at Jack. “My ex doesn’t take no for an answer. You’d think a restraining order would help? Nope. Not with him.” She took a deep breath. “So, what brought you to the Big Apple?”
“The past.”
She chuckled. “Same. Well, I visited my mother. I just had to get away. Get some breathing room.” Her phone buzzed again. This time she took it out and powered it off without looking at the text, then exhaled. “But… it seems no matter what, we just can’t escape what we leave behind.”
“Isn’t that the truth,” he replied.
She took a deep breath. “So… I’m going back to face it.”
Jack pursed his lips, nodded, then opened wide the paper, thumbing through and scanning a few more articles. He was wondering if she was planning on talking his ear off for the next few hours, not that he minded but he was hoping to get a few hours of shut-eye.
A few more minutes passed. “Unbelievable.”
“What?” he asked.
She pointed to the paper. He looked down. It was a news article about someone getting away with murder. The article alluded to wealth being a factor.
“The courts are a joke. It has less to do with justice and more to do with who’s in your back pocket. I should know, my ex is a lawyer. And me? Whatever he paints me to be, I am. And that restraining order.” She shook her head. “I don’t think it’s going to help. I fully expect him to get around it somehow. Sometimes I just wish…” She looked as if she was about to cry but managed to keep herself together. “Ah it doesn’t matter.”
Jack sat there for a moment. The scent of her perfume was intoxicating. He folded the paper and tucked it into his bag.
“Sorry, I tend to talk too much. I shouldn’t bother you. It’s not like anyone can help.”
He nodded, bit down on his lower lip, cast a glance outside as the bus rolled towards the city limits. “Maybe they can,” he said.
She stared back at him, frowned, then her features relaxed and she extended her hand. “I’m Madeline. Sorry. You are?”
Jack didn’t reply immediately but simply smiled and shook her hand.
“Someone who can help.”
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