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Subject: Whispered Identities - Chapter 202

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Date Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 06:52:31pm
In reply to: Lynuslinus 's message, "Whispered Identities - Chapter 191 & forward" on Monday, March 07, 07:58:57pm

Nikita and Adrian returned to their car, sitting in silence. Nikita glanced over at Adrian whose head was drooping forward as she fought off sleep.

“Adrian....are you okay? The knockout drugs must still be in your system.”

“What? Sorry my dear....it’s just...well I’m having great difficulty staying alert and my body feels....ahhhh, well somewhat separate from my mind,” she snorted with a small laugh. “That sounds ridiculous but....I feel very out of sorts....I apologize.”

“No need for apologies....they no doubt overdosed you. But we really must find your old contact...it is imperative we get off this island before the society locates us in this vehicle.”

“Yes....yes, of course. Let me think....I...ahhh....there was a bistro that Joao frequented....he used to say he would retire and buy the place. Now if I could only remember where it was.”

Suddenly a black Peugeot drove by the two women; two burly men glanced quickly at their car and continued slowly to the end of the street. Nikita squinted to see through the darkened windows of the Peugeot.

“Adrian! We’ve got to get out of this town....hide this vehicle, then try to locate Joao...I think the men in that car are from the society.”

“Ohhhhh....are you certain Nikita.....what will we do without a vehicle....I don’t think I’m up to footing it.”

Nikita threw the old BMW into reverse and backed into a tiny courtyard adjacent to the old church. The old car groaned as she worked through the gears. Upon reaching a grove of olive trees, Nikita jerked the wheel onto a dirt road and steered the car underneath a canopy of trees. Adrian gripped the car seat and looked worriedly at Nikita. Turning the engine off, Nikita slid from the car, motioning for Adrian to stay seated. She darted between the trees back towards the main road they had traveled. There were no other vehicles in either direction. Nikita ran back to the BMW and jumped behind the wheel. Adrian was breathing heavily and sweating. Nikita grabbed a tissue from her pocket, dabbed Adrian’s forehead and felt her pulse.

“You have a fever Adrian....those drugs are making your blood pressure race....I should find a doctor and.....”

“NO! Don’t be ridiculous Nikita....I’m fine....I have high blood pressure that’s all....those nasty drugs are just triggering my pressure to rise. Look....we...we must find Joao’s bistro....it was...was....in the main square...not far from his old cottage....”

“But Adrian....you’re ill...and you said Joao may not even be in Machio anymore.”

“He is our only hope of getting off this island Nikita....we must find that bistro.”

“We can’t drive this car back into the village.....look, you stay here and try to rest...I’ll go on foot and find the bistro....okay?”

“Well.....perhaps if I try to rest here...yes...but, please be careful, my dear.”

“I’ll be back as soon as I can...open the windows and let in some cool air...but don’t get chilled.” Nikita closed the door and stood staring at Adrian inside the car.

I must get her some medical help....the drugs are causing a severe adverse reaction....oh gawd...please let this Joao guy be in this village.

Nikita turned and darted back to the main road. Choosing not to walk along the road, Nikita dashed and zig-zagged behind trees and rocks back towards the village. Suddenly she heard a vehicle approaching; she jumped behind some rocks and slid into a ditch at the side of the road. The black Peugeot raced past, leaving a trail of dust in it’s wake. Nikita squinted at the disappearing car and rose slowly from the ditch. She crouched and watched as the Peugeot approached the turn off for the olive grove where Adrian waited in their car.

“Keep going you scum! If you turn down that road...so help me....I’ll......!”

Nikita jumped up and started running back towards the olive grove; the Peugeot had stopped at the entrance to the grove. Nikita increased her pace; her breathing becoming ragged with anger. Suddenly, she stopped: the Peugeot had begun to accelerate, down the main road away from the olive grove. Nikita crouched, watching the vehicle disappear over the horizon. She turned and started jogging back towards the village.

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Can't wait to see what happens. (NT)MichelleBWednesday, May 04, 06:22:58am
I can't help wondering if this is a ploy of Adrians. (NT)signme1Wednesday, May 04, 10:30:31am
Sure, Adiran ....(r)Lady ETuesday, May 10, 02:01:35pm

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