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Authors: Irish Winters
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Talk is cheap. He won’t buy Chai Yenn a single thing. You’ll see. He’s like all the rest. They promise a girl everything right before they dump her and run away. Men don’t care.
He might.
She shook the notion out of her head and hurried out the door and across the street to her car. Kindness among men was rare. That much she knew from experience. Her one supreme rule was her safest course of action. I. Don’t. Need. Men.
Sliding into her seat, she fastened her seat belt and waited. Following them might be smarter than running away. She might salvage something from her disastrous encounter, at least find out where they worked.
They strolled out of the hospital with paper coffee cups in hand and crossed the street to their car. She sunk lower behind her dash when Agent Lennox pointed his remote at–a black Porsche? That’s their company car? Unbelievable. No way was he going to follow through and get anything for Chai. The man was all talk.
They didn’t see her when they pulled away from the curb with her following a couple car lengths behind. Traffic was thick which helped her remain hidden, but she nearly lost them on the George Washington Highway. At last, the Porsche pulled curbside in front of a five story, modern-looking building in Alexandria.
Agent Tao climbed out. He stood talking through the open passenger window before a gust of cold wind blew up the sidewalk, scattering leaves and dust in its wake. With a pat on the door and another word to Agent Lennox, he turned and walked into the building.
The way he’d held poor little Chai Yenn told Mei something about him. He must be married and have kids of his own. He looked like the dependable type, and he was kind in the way he’d put Mei in her place, asking about those other little girls the way he had. He cared.
The poor baby in the morgue came back to haunt her. Even good news for Mei was awful for someone else. She chewed her bottom lip. I can’t afford to be soft. Not now.
The blinker on the Porsche flashed while Agent Lennox waited to pull into traffic.
She glanced inside the building where Agent Tao stood at waiting at an elevator door. These guys must have some pretty good resources if they assumed they could waltz into the ME’s office and ask to see the report on a dead child. Confidential informants also meant they had an established network on both sides of the law. Her stomach growled, reminding Mei of her limited budget, resources, and nerves.
Her heart pounded as she contemplated the questions of the day. Should she waltz into an unknown office and act like she knew where she was going when she didn’t have a clue? Or should she follow the sports car and see where Agent Lennox went? He might go shopping for a teddy bear. Yeah, right.
When Agent Lennox pulled into traffic, she shot one last glance at Agent Tao, steeled her resolve, and followed the Porsche. Keeping a low profile in busy traffic was easy. Shadowing a showy vehicle easier still. There was no way he could see she was four cars behind him, not with the tiny windows in his vehicle. A dose of humility slapped her full in the face when he pulled his fast little hotrod into a strip mall with a national toy distributor as the main anchor store. She pulled her car into a parking stall, slunk low in her seat, and watched. It took him fifteen minutes, but when he came out, he had a big white teddy bear and a bag in his arms.
He looked happy. She felt sick.
I was wrong. What’s happening to me? Why am I so hateful? He didn’t steal LiLi. He cares about Chai. Why can’t I cut him any slack?
The feeling got worse when he pulled into a seedy part of Anacostia. She hesitated to follow. These were hard streets, places where a person could get killed in broad daylight. A delivery van pulled in front of her, blocking her view.
“I’m not losing this guy,” she muttered as she made her decision and swung. Big mistake. He’d parked alongside the curb barely ahead of the
He might.
She shook the notion out of her head and hurried out the door and across the street to her car. Kindness among men was rare. That much she knew from experience. Her one supreme rule was her safest course of action. I. Don’t. Need. Men.
Sliding into her seat, she fastened her seat belt and waited. Following them might be smarter than running away. She might salvage something from her disastrous encounter, at least find out where they worked.
They strolled out of the hospital with paper coffee cups in hand and crossed the street to their car. She sunk lower behind her dash when Agent Lennox pointed his remote at–a black Porsche? That’s their company car? Unbelievable. No way was he going to follow through and get anything for Chai. The man was all talk.
They didn’t see her when they pulled away from the curb with her following a couple car lengths behind. Traffic was thick which helped her remain hidden, but she nearly lost them on the George Washington Highway. At last, the Porsche pulled curbside in front of a five story, modern-looking building in Alexandria.
Agent Tao climbed out. He stood talking through the open passenger window before a gust of cold wind blew up the sidewalk, scattering leaves and dust in its wake. With a pat on the door and another word to Agent Lennox, he turned and walked into the building.
The way he’d held poor little Chai Yenn told Mei something about him. He must be married and have kids of his own. He looked like the dependable type, and he was kind in the way he’d put Mei in her place, asking about those other little girls the way he had. He cared.
The poor baby in the morgue came back to haunt her. Even good news for Mei was awful for someone else. She chewed her bottom lip. I can’t afford to be soft. Not now.
The blinker on the Porsche flashed while Agent Lennox waited to pull into traffic.
She glanced inside the building where Agent Tao stood at waiting at an elevator door. These guys must have some pretty good resources if they assumed they could waltz into the ME’s office and ask to see the report on a dead child. Confidential informants also meant they had an established network on both sides of the law. Her stomach growled, reminding Mei of her limited budget, resources, and nerves.
Her heart pounded as she contemplated the questions of the day. Should she waltz into an unknown office and act like she knew where she was going when she didn’t have a clue? Or should she follow the sports car and see where Agent Lennox went? He might go shopping for a teddy bear. Yeah, right.
When Agent Lennox pulled into traffic, she shot one last glance at Agent Tao, steeled her resolve, and followed the Porsche. Keeping a low profile in busy traffic was easy. Shadowing a showy vehicle easier still. There was no way he could see she was four cars behind him, not with the tiny windows in his vehicle. A dose of humility slapped her full in the face when he pulled his fast little hotrod into a strip mall with a national toy distributor as the main anchor store. She pulled her car into a parking stall, slunk low in her seat, and watched. It took him fifteen minutes, but when he came out, he had a big white teddy bear and a bag in his arms.
He looked happy. She felt sick.
I was wrong. What’s happening to me? Why am I so hateful? He didn’t steal LiLi. He cares about Chai. Why can’t I cut him any slack?
The feeling got worse when he pulled into a seedy part of Anacostia. She hesitated to follow. These were hard streets, places where a person could get killed in broad daylight. A delivery van pulled in front of her, blocking her view.
“I’m not losing this guy,” she muttered as she made her decision and swung. Big mistake. He’d parked alongside the curb barely ahead of the
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