Escape to Earth 1: Running From Fate
continued into the kitchen. Not him. Lauren came over with her glass of wind and she said, “I’m wondering if you could help me.”
    Lauren smiled, “Sure, what is it?”
    “I was in here about a month ago and I had to go to the restroom; do you remember?”
    “Yes, I do. You asked me to make sure no one spilled anything on that tablet you were writing in.”
    “Yes, that’s exactly right. I was wondering if anyone came here while I was gone?”
    Lauren’s eyes narrowed and she stared out of the front glass. She started shaking her head slowly and said, “Nooooo. I don’t remember anyone. It was a slow night if I remember correctly.”
    “It was. There were students listening to Joey.”
    “Yeah, but Matt handled all their requests at the other end of the bar. Why do you ask? Did someone bother your tablet?”
    “No, nothing like that. I found a piece of jewelry on the floor and I want to return it to the rightful owner.”
    “You can give it to me and I’ll ask around.” Lauren lowered her head and looked through her eyebrows at her. Lauren held up her hands and laughed, “I understand. If I think of anyone, I’ll let you know.”
    “Thanks, I’d appreciate it a lot.” Salud turned around in her chair and started looking at other people in the restaurant. Whoever made the insertion had to be a regular. The odds were clear about that. Whoever did it had to have seen her working on the equation many times and felt pity for her. Who was it? Thirty minutes later, she saw another bus boy, much taller than the first one, come walking around the bar with a full tub of dishes. He turned the corner walking carefully through the standing room only crowd and looked up to see her staring at him. IT’S HIM! He quickly lowered his eyes and went into the kitchen. Salud turned and motioned Lauren back over. She walked up and Salud smiled, “You have a busboy that is tall, well-muscled…”
    “That’s Lukas. He’s pretty hard to miss. Isn’t he gorgeous?”
    “Did he come over here while I was gone?”
    Lauren looked at the bar and after a moment said, “I think he did. I called him over to get a glass of orange juice.” Lukas came out of the kitchen moving quickly and Lauren yelled, LUKAS! Come over here!”
    Lukas stopped and knew to ignore Lauren would be worse than going over. Something about the female professor made him nervous. Lukas walked over and smiled at both of them. Salud saw he had himself under control. Lauren said, “Have you lost a piece of jewelry?”
    “No, I don’t wear jewelry.”
    Lauren looked at Salud, “Sorry, I guess it was someone else.” Salud stared Lukas directly in his eyes and saw he was not giving any more clues. But, when he was caught by surprise, his eyes gave him away. Salud smiled and said, “Let me buy you a glass of orange juice.”
    Lukas smiled and shook his head, “I get it free. Besides, Tony and I are not keeping up with the crowd. Thanks anyway.” He turned and walked away. Salud watched him go and knew he was the one that made the insertion. She couldn’t tell how she knew, but she was certain about it. She would pay him another visit after she confirmed the equation would do all she hoped. Then, she’d have a piece of jewelry for him that he would want to accept.
    • • •
    “We’ve got problems!”
    Lukas pressed the button on his wrist unit to connect him with the Pod, “What is it this time?”
    “A Stalker Searchship has arrived in orbit and is scanning the planet.” Lukas stood straight up and felt his fear immobilize him. Don’t freeze. Keep doing what you’re doing?”
    Lukas forced himself to pick up the dirty dishes, “We need to get out of Boston!”
    “You need to slow your pulse down and force the adrenaline out of your bloodstream. Contact me when you can think.”
    Lukas continued cleaning the table as he forced his body to remove the fight or flight enzymes out of his circulatory system. After he had cleaned three tables he

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