Previously: Metalord defied Chinese authorities to help Digger escape, while Twain had discovered there was more to Yi Fan than met the eye. And now…
Scaling the wall to get back into the compound wasnâ€™t easy, but Twain had cleared bigger hurdles before. Not long after he was back inside, Yi Fan entered the shed. â€œWhat made you come back?â€ she asked.
â€œCome back?â€ Twain asked. â€œBut you said not to leave.â€
â€œI know what I said,â€ Yi Fan replied. â€œJust because the servants are old, do not assume they are blind. Or stupid. You left, but came right back. Why?â€
Twain shrugged. â€œI decided you were more interesting than I thought. Did I really tell you I loved you?â€
Yi Fanâ€™s eyes narrowed. â€œYes.â€
â€œHow did that happen exactly?â€ Twain asked. â€œWhere was it?â€
â€œIn the hills, near…â€ She shook her head. â€œI ran across you, and when you saw me, you embraced me and kissed me and said you loved me.â€
â€œAnd how much time did we spend together?â€
â€œA few minutes,â€ she said. â€œThen you said you had something you needed to do, and you left.â€
â€œA few minutes?â€ Twain asked. â€œYouâ€™re risking your life to help me because of one kiss?â€
â€œIt was a good kiss.â€ She blushed and turned away. One hand lifted toward her scar. â€œNo one has ever…â€
[blockquote type=”blockquote_quotes” align=”right”]â€œYouâ€™re risking your life to help me because of one kiss?â€ â€œIt was a good kiss.â€[/blockquote]â€œYouâ€™ve never been kissed before? Because of the scar?â€
She nodded. â€œPeople are afraid of it. Thereâ€™s a curse.â€
â€œOh my God, itâ€™s like going back to the Stone Age,â€ Twain muttered. â€œSo youâ€™re helping me because youâ€™re hoping Iâ€™ll feel for you the way the other me did.â€
â€œYes,â€ she said. â€œI can keep you safe, and maybe, while we wait for the search to cool off, we can discover whatâ€™s supposed to happen together.â€
â€œOkay,â€ Twain said. â€œIâ€™d like that. Then letâ€™s start over. What do you want to do first?â€
â€œSleep,â€ she said, turning toward the door. â€œIâ€™ll come see you tonorrow, and then we can talk.â€
Twain smiled and nodded until the door closed behind her. Then he turned out the lamp and went to the window.He stood in the shadow, out of the light coming in through the window and studied the trees and grounds for long minutes. Then he did the same from the other side. And after ten minutes, he saw it: a slight movement just to the side of a tree trunk. He focused just to the side of the area, and after another long wait, finally could make out the contour of a head and shoulder: the watcher Yi Fan had posted.
Now that Twain had the watcher made, he could devise a plan to get past him unseen.
But not tonight. Tonight, he would stay in the trap, so that maybe Yi Fan would think he believed her nonsense story about helping him because of a kiss.
Yi Fan brushed her long hair in front of a mirror, trying not to stare at the way the light glittered in her white streak. With any luck, Twain wouldnâ€™t realize her true reason for helping him until it was too late.
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