Looking up from her iPad, Claire scanned the cafe. People moved about in every direction within the cafe and outside on the street. Sitting by the window, she watched people pass the glass. Occasionally she would have the sensation of being watched. It was both annoying and familiar. In a moment of self-reflection, Claire asked, when in the past three years haven’t I been watched? Or did it date back further than that?
Later tonight Claire, Emily, John, Harry, and Amber had reservations at a local restaurant. They were going to meet Amber’s new friend. She met him a few weeks ago, at an out of town conference. He works for Google. Amber claimed it wasn’t serious, but the gleam in her eyes as she mentions Keaton made Claire smile.
It also made the idea of telling Amber about her and Harry easier. Claire reasoned if Amber were also involved with someone, she’d take the news much better. Claire assumed Amber and her family had suspicions. But no one asked, and Claire and Harry hadn’t volunteered. For the most part, the two of them kept their new familiarity private.
Claire looked up again and saw Phil Roach standing in line behind a pretty blonde woman. Her nervousness quelled. That nagging feeling of being watched was easier to deal with when you know the voyeur, or as Claire liked to refer to Phil, her bodyguard.
She wondered how he handled losing her at the airport back in San Diego. Smiling to herself, Claire realized she sometimes too thought of parts of her life as a game. And unquestionably, she enjoyed controlling the metaphorical chess board.
Refocusing her attention to the electronic tablet, she read a headline on MSNBC about Megatone, a subsidiary of Sony. She read about concerned investors. There was a recent selling frenzy of stock resulting in a plummet of share prices. Just since this morning they’d fallen from $77.12 to $48.13. Claire glanced at her watch. It was almost one-thirty, four-thirty on the East coast. The stock market would close soon. It didn’t sound good for Megatone.
The Associated Press article discussed personal wrong doing on the part of the CEO. Concerned shareholders questioned ethics in the boardroom. The underlying insinuation was if an individual in a place of power made poor personal choices, investors rightfully or wrongly transferred that to business choices. Megatone and its board of directors maintained the company’s position of strong integrity and principal. Currently no evidence of corporate wrong doing was evident. Yet, with up to the second news, the stock continued to dive.
Claire searched her stock market app; Rawlings Industries stock currently sat at $168.78 per share. That was up $2.04 since the same time yesterday. The company had been experiencing an upward spiral, despite the economy, for the last five years.
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Sophia searched her mind as she stood in line. Each time she snuck a glance at the brown haired woman, she analyzed her features. Finding a small table, Sophia sat sipping her tea and waiting for her salad. Suddenly, she realized it was the hair that was wrong. The woman that this woman resembled had lighter hair. Nonetheless, as an artist she dissected the woman’s features. Sophia knew without a doubt, in every other way, the woman at the window was the same woman Sophia had stared at for days and weeks. Not only had Sophia stared at her, she’d painted her, wearing a beautiful Vera Wang wedding gown.
Suddenly, Sophia wondered if she should approach her. After all, Sophia signed a confidentiality statement regarding that painting. While Sophia debated, the woman seemed lost in her tablet.
With her salad now secured, Sophia resolved to approach the woman at the window. Without warning an attractive blonde haired man sat down opposite the woman. Sophia watched as the concern and concentration the woman had been devoting to the tablet dissolved. The blonde haired man appeared to take all of her attention. Sophia wondered, could that be the man who hired me to paint the picture? If it was, she should remain silent. Breach of contract would require payment. Since she didn’t have the 1.95 million yet, talking to the woman she’d once painted was no longer an option.
Without a doubt, the possibility of an encounter with this mystery woman seemed odd!
Sophia sat back, enjoyed her lunch, and watched the man and woman converse with a heartwarming sense of familiarity. She hoped they liked her work.
The strength of a family, like the strength of an army,
is in its loyalty to each other.
– Mario Puzo
Chapter 30
His sparkling blue eyes were right in front of Claire before she noticed Harry’s presence. His rich voice rose above the clatter, “Your color looks much better. How are you feeling?”
Claire beamed toward the handsome face and turned her cheek making it available for his friendly kiss. “I’m feeling much better, thank you. I’m not sure what my problem was this morning.”
Harry took the seat opposite Claire.
She continued, “I love having Emily and John here. I don’t know why I’m so on edge.”
Harry leaned over and covered Claire’s hand. “Your sister is thrilled to be here with you. Just enjoy the time. They’re leaving Thursday.”