Inseparable

“We will find her, Dane,” I promised. I only hoped I could keep that promise.

“So,” Fraser began, putting down his menu, “Where do you plan to start?”

I glanced at Dane, who shrugged.

“We have no idea. We have a name, and that’s all,” I admitted. For the first time I found myself wondering what in the hell we were doing. New York was a big place, and making someone disappear wasn’t exactly a difficult thing to do. Thousands of people went missing every day, and many of them were never found, whether they wanted to be or not.

“Okay. I know a guy. I will see if he can meet us. He’ll probably be your biggest help,” Fraser began texting his ‘guy’

“Okay,” I said slowly, my eyebrows raised, “And who exactly is this ‘guy’ of yours?”

“My second cousin. Let’s just say he was studying computer engineering at Oxford until he was expelled for hacking into the ASIS, FBI, and Oxfords computer systems,” Fraser smiled.

Well, that did sound like someone who might know where to start with this. I glanced at my menu, deciding on a chicken ballotine. According to Fraser, this was one of New York’s top restaurants that was usually booked out months ahead, unless you were filthy rich or famous.

I gaped as Al Pacino walked past. Dane caught my eye and smiled. I smiled back, glad I wasn’t the only one star struck.

Our meal came (which was wonderful) and we followed that up with dessert. My triple chocolate mousse with pecan crumble went down a treat.

“So, I won’t be around tomorrow, I’m taking Kella to meet my parents,” Fraser began, “I will leave you two with my driver. Anywhere you need to go, he’ll take you. I will also line you up to meet with Reece.”

“Reece?”

“My Oxford guy,” He reminded me. Oh. Right. “I will warn you, he can be a bit of a creep,” He added, after a moment.

Wonderful.

Dane smiled, looking as upbeat as I’d seen him since we had arrived.

“I guess we will go back to the hotel and work out what we are going to do,” Dane sighed, looking slightly overwhelmed.

“Okay, well as soon as I hear from Reece, I will shoot his number through to you. What’s this name you have?”

“Eva Feluca,” I said. Fraser wrote it down.

“Sweet. We might drop by your room later, just to see where you’re at,” He said, putting away his cell. I nodded, standing up. Dane reached for my hand. Kella smiled at the gesture.

“I’ve said it before, but thank you so much,” Dane murmured to Fraser, “All you’ve done to help us…” As his voice trailed off, I squeezed his hand.

“Anytime. And I mean that,” Fraser said, and I could tell he meant it. He’d do this a thousand times over if someone needed his help.

Back in my room, Dane and I tried to think of the best way to start.

“Okay,” I said, grabbing my laptop, “What do we know?” Dane was about to say something when my phone buzzed. I pulled it out and checked the message.

Lily, Reece is around tonight if you two want to meet him.

“Maybe he will have a better idea than us,” I shrugged, showing Dane the message, and then dialling the number. I waited nervously as it rang.

“Yo.”

“Hi. Uh, My name is Lily, Fraser-“

“Yo Lilleeeeeee,” A loud voice drawled, “Lily, Lily, Lilleeeeeee.” My eyes widened as I frowned at Dane. What was this guy on?

“Yeah. So Fraser said you might be able to help us with something,” I said nervously, not convinced I even wanted this guy’s help.

“For my man Frase? Anything. Where are you guys staying?” He asked. I heard a car door close.