Walking a short distance to a sub shop, I ordered food and sat down to plan my next move. I hadn’t been eating much since running, so I wolfed the sub down in seconds. People paused in their own eating and stared. Focused on picking the pieces of lettuce off the paper, I stopped paying attention to everyone around me. So, I jumped a little when someone slid into the booth and nudged another sub toward me. Looking up, I froze with a piece of lettuce still pinched between my fingers. My stomach flipped in a sickeningly pleasant way, and my heart gave an excited beat before I could suppress my reaction. Luke sat across from me. His hair was windblown, and he had a thread of worry in his eyes. “Did they take your money?” he asked with a slight growl. I flicked my eyes around the small seating area. No other men. Well, a few men sat with their families, but they didn’t count. He’d come alone again.
