CHAPTER 23
I expect Russel to ask me more questions, to demand to know everything that’s going on. Maybe he’s resigned to the fact that his new wife is a nutcase. Maybe he is just trying to do whatever he can do to appease me.
“Are you sure this girl was in trouble?” is all he asks.
I shake my head. “I can’t say. It’s just, the guy she was with gave me a really bad feeling …”
I don’t know how else to respond. I’m still surprised that Russel hasn’t told me I’m overreacting, that after the scene I’ve already made on the plane there’s no need to conjure up an encore performance here.
Let’s just take our bags and go home. That’s what I want him to say. Instead, he stops someone wearing an airlines nametag. “Excuse me, is there someone from security I can speak to?”
For the next fifteen m
