A few days later
Evangeline scratched the dangling diamond earrings on her ears. They were too tacky for her taste. Too big and heavy. But Alvaro said the size was necessary to hide the tracking and recording device.
They could make it smaller. It was already the twentieth century.
"You okay?" Eric asked as they neared Snow Cafe.
Evangeline took in some air and breathed through her mouth. "Yeah."
Eric squeezed her hand. "I'm here for you."
Despite the rage, Evangeline managed a smile. "I know. Now let's go and punish that bi––gold digger."
Eric slipped a smile though he was feeling complicated. Evangeline was so calm about this. When she told him what happened to her mother, he was more surprised that she was indifferent. That meant she already knew even before the evidence came to light. Maybe time healed all wounds.
