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Sam stiffened. From the sound of the ringtone and his reaction to it, he obviously recognized it as his.
Feeling only a touch bitter, she widened her grin and said cheerily, “Sounds like you got a call there. Maybe I should be going.”
“No!”
“No?”
“I mean… shit. Hold on, okay.” Suddenly flustered, the angel took the phone out of his pocket, narrowing his gaze when he read the name of the caller. Swallowing roughly, he glanced down at Polly again. “I really should take this. And you… you should stay here. I’ll be right back.”
“Whatever you say, Ace.”
For a moment, Sam hesitated, almost as if he didn’t want to leave. Then he glanced at his ringing phone again, huffed, and ran his free hand through his thick, dark brown hair. Holding up a finger, he said with a little more urgency, “Don’t go anywhere. Give me just a couple of minutes. Okay?”
Polly knew that he could tell when she was lying. So, rather than agreeing, she simply smiled.
From the way his eyes darkened, she figured he knew what she planned. Now that she had gotten what she came here for—now that he confirmed that he was only following her because he thought she was a troubled soul in need of saving—there wasn’t any reason to stick around.
Polly was happy with herself. Being a thief might not be something to be proud of, but she’d survived. She’d even thrived.
One thing for sure: she didn’t need an angel to save her when she’d worked so hard to save herself.
The phone was still ringing. She had a feeling that it would keep going until he either answered the call or rejected it; a faction phone could be enchanted to go one step farther than the burner phones Polly traded out bi-weekly. So while he watched her unblinkingly as if searching for something in her smile, she knew that he would answer it.
Sam nodded, lifting the phone up to his ear. His finger was poised over the ‘answer’ key as he rumbled again, “I’ll be right back,” before he slipped out of the front door.
She counted to ten. Then, before he could come back and insult her pride some more, Polly headed toward the side entrance to the room. He might think it was a waste of a soul for her to enjoy being a thief, but it was all Polly knew. Just like how, whenever she entered a room, she instinctively cataloged every entry point in case she needed to make a quick getaway.
The front door would lead them back to the casino. The other one wouldn’t, but that was okay. So long as it led away from the angel, that was perfectly fine with her.
