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“I miss you already.”
She sighed. “There’s more you’re not saying.”
“Just out of sorts, my darling.”
“When I used to say that, you’d lead me outside. We’d lie on the grass and look up at the sky.”
“Unfortunately, I’m in the sky presently.”
“There are still clouds, aren’t there?”
I opened the window shade. “There are, but they’re below me.”
“You can watch them, all the same.”
“You sound well, Bex. I’m so glad.”
“I am, Cay. I feel as though I have a sense of purpose now. Something to look forward to.”
“Are you sure I can’t convince you to tell me what it is?”
“Absolutely not. Think of it as an incentive to hurry home.”
“Will do.”
“Be safe, Cay.”
“Of course.” I ended the call with a smile on my face, something I couldn’t have predicted when I spoke with Z. In fact, then, it felt as though I might never feel like smiling again. The notion was preposterous, of course, yet no less depressing.
I stood and looked in the mirror. “You can do this, Winston. You can harness your need for revenge and do the right thing. Do it for Bexli. Save all the others in her name,” I said aloud. I was about to exit the stateroom, but turned around and looked in the mirror a second time. “And for yourself.”
“Where is this place?”Ares asked, studying the coordinates Oleander had sent after we landed and were transported to the resort serving as our temporary command center.
“There,” I responded, pointing to the Strait of Tiran from the resort’s outdoor patio.
“Ah, right. Nem mentioned their meeting was aboard a yacht. If you recall, I was not permitted to attend.”
We both laughed. Then, she never would’ve allowed an American to attend a meeting. “Actually, she only spoke with Nemesis. Wilder and I merely served as her bodyguards.”
“To be honest, she intimidates me, and if you ever tell her I said so, I’ll deny it.”
“Who doesn’t she intimidate?” The woman was short and thin. My guess was she didn’t outweigh Bexli, even at her present slightness. She had blonde hair, and her greenish eyes appeared more often to be gray.
“Poseidon.”
“Sorry?”
“You asked who she didn’t intimidate. I answered,” said Ares.
“Right. Not surprising.”
“Let’s have her come to us.”
I pondered his proposal. Frankly, her directive was odd, given she’d insisted we deployed almost immediately. “Something is off.”
“Agreed.”
“What communication have we received from Poseidon, Zep, or Magnet?” I asked.
