Single Lady Spy 01 - The End of Me

tags off.”
    She pulled back the curtain, “You owe me ten bucks and a new pair of Christian Louboutin ankle boots.”
    “Fair enough,” I muttered and walked out of the room to the seats out front. I almost sat in a different one, but I remembered I was the one who was angry. I needed a reason. I sat down and looked at the plate of prawns and sauce in front of me. My stomach gurgled. I rubbed it and picked up a prawn by its tail. I dragged it through the still warm sauce and moaned when I took the first bite. “This is good, Roxy.”
    She grinned as she passed me, “You like it?”
    I nodded, “Wow.”
    She winked and walked to the front of the plane.
    I ignored his existence and enjoyed my meal, as I broke off a piece of bread and dragged it through the sauce on the plate. The crusty bread was still warm. I moaned again.
    She cleared it and placed a plate of seared white fish, with a creamy sauce and roasted vegetables. The sauce was a lime and cilantro.
    “When was the last time you ate a proper meal?” he finally spoke.
    I shrugged and drank from my wine glass. I knew when it was, but I wasn’t in the mood to admit the last thing I’d eaten was picks and nibbles of random foods. I wished I’d eaten the entire fruit salad at Fritz’s.
    I hoped they were okay.
    I glanced at my clutch on the table. I would need to call when we landed.
    “You need to take better care of yourself.”
    I looked at him, “I need the stability back in my life. I need you and the CI, and CIA, and James to leave me alone. I was eating regularly before. I was drinking water and eating five meals a day and going to yoga. Now I’m hopping on planes and eating food from convenience stores, and I still don’t know that my kids and mom are safe, or if my husband is really dead.”
    He looked at me, “I knew you would look nice in that outfit.”
    I shook my head and turned back to my plate of food, gulping back the last of my second glass of wine.
    “Why are you angry with me? You think I caused all of this?”
    Giving him my death stare and then letting it slide into indifference, I shrugged, “I don’t know what to believe. There are too many versions of you to possibly know.”
    He smirked, “You know me; you just don’t want to admit you like what you see.”
    I laughed and turned back to my dinner. We landed just after Roxy cleared our food.
    I hugged her as I left the plane, “I’ll get you those shoes.”
    She pinched, “You better not, but I want my ten bucks.”
    I laughed and kissed her cheek, “Another magnificent meal. I don’t even know how you can get the fish so perfect on a plane.”
    She rolled her eyes, “You flatter and then I have to make sure it’s out of the park next time too.” I could see her eyeballing Servario nervously. He was stoic. I decided that should be his new name.
    I shook my head, “I doubt that will be an issue,” and followed Steve.
    His broad shoulders and thick back made me wonder how he stayed so fit. He seemed pretty lazy. He was probably one of those guys who stayed fit, no matter what they did.
    We walked to the SUV waiting for us. I had noticed we weren’t back in Boston. We flew into San Diego.
    My stomach was a ball of nerves. I looked a Servario, “I thought we were going home.”
    He gave me a blank look, “When did I say that?”
    “I need to call my cat sitter and get her to drop by and feed the cat. I’ve been gone for days.”
    He watched my face for a second, “Fine. Make it fast and speaker phone.”
    I pulled out the cellphone he gave me and dialed her , praying Coop traced my calls . I wanted him close in case this was a huge mistake and I needed an evac.
    “Hello?” she answered on the first ring.
    “Beth, how are you? It’s, Evie.”
    “Evie, how are you doing? Are you okay?” she sounded sad still.
    I rolled my eyes, “I’m fine.”
    “How are the kids?”
    I nodded, “They’re good. Sad, but good. Anyway, the reason for my call is I need you to stop over and check on Ralph and make sure he’s okay. I’m in San Diego for a couple days. We’re in San Diego. We decided to take a trip and I forgot, in all the chaos, to call you.”
    “Yes, of course. I’ll see him once a day and check on the house.”
    I glanced at Servario, “That should be great. You have a key still, right?”
    “Yes I do. Have a great trip out west!”
    I smiled, forgetting what I was doing, “Thanks sweetie. Say hello to your mom.” I hung up the phone and