Part 37 (1/2)
”But we haven't questioned her,” I said. ”We don't know where to find her. All we have is a first name and-”
Gabriel handed me a plastic rectangle. It was Macy's driver's license.
”How the h.e.l.l-?” I began. ”That's why you so kindly helped her down the ladder. I should have known you were up to something.”
”Yes, you should have,” he said, taking no offense.
”You knew she was going to run.”
”We made her nervous. I have no idea why.”
I snorted and shone my flashlight on Macy's card and squinted at the photo. ”Does she look familiar to you?”
”Yes, she bears a striking resemblance to the young woman who just fled.”
Ricky laughed.
I glared at both of them. ”I couldn't see her very well inside. Besides the lack of light, she was filthy and disheveled. This photo, though...” I looked again and shook my head. ”Never mind. I'll figure it out later. So now what?”
”Now we get ourselves looking less filthy and disheveled,” Ricky said. ”Whose place is closer? Gabriel?”
Gabriel hesitated. Last month, during another long night, he'd been about to stop at his apartment. Then I suggested I wouldn't mind using his bathroom and suddenly his place was no longer on our route.
I was sure he had an apartment. A very nice one, given that he'd had no qualms about taking me as far as the building. I now suspected it was a matter of privacy. That was his home. Private and off-limits.
”Your place is closer,” I said to Ricky.
Gabriel acknowledged my save with a nod of thanks.
”I'm parked over there,” Gabriel said. ”I presume you're elsewhere?”
”At the golf course,” I said. ”Can you give us a lift?”
He waved us to his car.
”Well, I guess we didn't hide it as well as we thought,” I said, standing beside my car, looking down at the slashed tire.
”Got a spare?” Ricky asked. ”I can change it.”
”So can I. Unfortunately, I noticed last week that the tire isn't in the trunk. It must be at my parents' house.”
”No problem. A couple of our garages have twenty-four-hour service. I'll get one to fix it.” He looked at Gabriel, still in his Jag, window down. ”That okay? You can give us a lift?”
”Of course.”
We decided to wash up at Ricky's and then discuss the situation over breakfast. ”I've got cla.s.s at nine,” Ricky said as we headed down the hall to his apartment. ”You two?”
”I don't have any appointments,” Gabriel said. ”But yes, I should be at the office by nine. Olivia can join me.”
”Thanks,” I said.
He nodded, missing the sarcasm.
”Liv?” Ricky said as he unlocked his door. ”You take the shower first. I'll-” He stopped. ”Hey.”
I glanced past Ricky to see Don rising from the couch, blinking, as if he'd been dozing there.
”I came over after you took off,” Don said. ”I tried calling, but you weren't...” He noticed me. ”Oh, Olivia. I didn't see you- Gabriel?” He rubbed his eyes and double-checked, then frowned. ”You're covered in...”
”Dust. And cobwebs. It's a long story.” I turned to Ricky. ”Gabriel and I will go for breakfast at the diner up the road. We'll hold a seat if you can make it, but it's fine if you can't. Just give me two minutes in the bathroom first.”
”I'll also need-” Gabriel began.
”You look fine. We cleared the cobwebs for you.” I nodded at Don and managed what I hoped was a friendly smile. ”Sorry about all this. We'll be gone in two minutes.”
”You don't have to-” Ricky began.
I caught his gaze and he nodded, mouthing, ”Thanks,” then saying, ”I'll catch up. Go ahead and order.”
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE.
Gabriel and I didn't get five steps out of the apartment before he started.
”They argued last night, I presume? After Ricky told him about you?”
I nodded.
”And Ricky took off? Didn't answer Don's calls?”
”I guess so. He was pretty shaken up.” I turned onto the sidewalk. ”He'll work it out.”
”I've known the Gallaghers for almost four years, Olivia. I have never seen them argue. They simply don't.”
”I'm not trying to cause problems.”
”But you obviously are.”
I stiffened. ”Yes, obviously, because I chased poor innocent Ricky down and seduced him.”
”I am well aware of who did the chasing. For whatever reason, he wanted you, and-”
”For whatever reason?”
A pause. I didn't look up, but I swore I could sense him searching for a path out of the quagmire.