Ella willed herself not to look in the direction of the men in the suits headed her way, but it was all she could do to keep from lifting her eyes and look at them. She kept her focus on Gus, who was telling them a story from when he was in elementary school. While his French was perfect, he had a bit of an Italian accent. She hoped the men wouldn’t be listening too closely as they came by or that she could take over the majority of the conversation by then. But… would they be looking for her and expecting Ella Sinders to be speaking French? Surely, they didn’t know she was alive, did they?
There were two of them, and they were large. Their slow pace let her know they were scrutinizing everyone. Rome wasn’t touching her since they didn’t want it to be obvious they were a couple, but she could see in his eyes that his muscles were as strained as hers.
