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Subject: Whispered Identities - Chapter 208

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Date Posted: Friday, May 27, 07:59:25pm
In reply to: Lynuslinus 's message, "Whispered Identities - Chapter 204 & forward" on Sunday, May 15, 07:23:24pm

Michael sat in his silver Mercedes on the outskirts of Setubal. The Pousada de Sao Filipe, a refurbished hilltop fortress, now a three star hotel, overlooked the town of Setubal. He sat admiring the 17th century building and glanced at his watch; waiting was not an attribute Michael possessed. Hopefully Adrian would be able to call him again, announcing their approach. He started the engine and made his way into the town. Spotting a café, he pulled the Mercedes into a parking stall and wandered over to an empty table. After ordering a coffee, Michael sat, thumbing the pages of a newspaper and glancing through the square before him.

~ ~ ~

Early evening was approaching as Nikita and Adrian’s car edged towards Setubal. Adrian glanced at Nikita who was slouched down on the seat, her eyes closed.

“Nikita....Nikita....are you awake? I think we should stay here tonight and try for flights in the morning....we can have the hotel people book us something.”

“Hummmm....what? No Adrian, I want to get on the first flight out of Portugal we can....we must leave the country in case we are being followed.”

“I really don’t feel all that well, my dear....I’m some what dizzy and a good night’s sleep will no doubt help....I’m sorry for being such a burden Nikita....perhaps you should leave me behind....I can take care of myself....don’t worry about me.”

“Don’t be ridiculous! You are not a burden.....I just thought we should leave Portugal.....fine...let’s find a hotel for the night and have them book us a flight for the morning.”

“Thank you dear .....and don’t you need to contact Michael to send money to Joao?”

“I’ll do that once we are back at Center. Driver....look for a hotel and I’m afraid you will be responsible for payment....or at least your boss is....will that be a problem?”

“Well, no I guess....he told me to pay the expenses for you both including airfare.”

“Good....now please take us to a hotel.”

“The Pousada de Sao Filipe has a great view....probably the sort of hotel you ladies are accustomed to.”

“Any hotel will suffice....just the first one you come to,” replied Nikita.

“Oh my dear, I’ve read about the Pousada....I would love a room there....please driver, take us there.”

Nikita shook her head as the driver edged into town and headed for the hilltop hotel. Adrian smiled and nodded.

As they stood in front of the desk clerk, the driver handed him 300 euros. Adrian had insisted on having her own room, an added expense and worry for Nikita. As Adrian waved to Nikita, opening the door to her room, she glanced at her watch and closed the door. Nikita stood watching, then closed the door to her room.

What was happening to Adrian....were the drugs making her act strangely. She was definitely resisting leaving Portugal.

Nikita walked to the bedside table and picked up the telephone.

“Yes, I would like you to book two tickets for the first flight in the morning to either Paris or London. Yes....in the names we booked in with.....I’ll wait for the confirmation....thank you.”

Meanwhile in Adrian’s room, she picked up her telephone and punched in the numbers for Michael’s mobile phone.

“Michael? Yes, we are in Setubal at the Pousada Hotel....on the hilltop....where are you? Really! You made excellent time....Nikita is in room 101....I’m in the room next to her. What do you want to do? Very well....come to my room first....although I thought you two should talk....I don’t want to intrude and I’m certain there are things.....yes, yes....fine. I’ll expect you shortly.”

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I can't wait for the confrontation. (NT)MichellebSaturday, May 28, 09:05:14pm
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