Miles Apart

Too Easy

Chapter 8: Too Easy

Evans *POV*

I've looked further into Ryan's life.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary except for one thing.

I was in multiple pictures with Ryan. I looked so happy to be there with him.

Paul never mentioned that I knew him. What is he trying to keep from me?

I definitely know now that Paul Rodriguez is not the person who I want to mess with.

I need to keep it a secret that I know that he's a fake.

There was a knock on my bed room door, causing me to forcefully close my laptop.

The door opened, revealing Paul.

"Hey," he said with a large smile.

"Hi," I said back, plastering a fake smile on my face.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go out to eat tonight, seeing as you haven't left this place since you woke up from the coma," he came and sat down next to me, a little too close for comfort.

"Sounds good to me. I definitely need to get out of her."

"Great. Be ready by six thirty," with that, he got up and left.

"Thank god," I said under my breath.
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"Evans, are you ready?" Paul called from down stairs.

"Yeah," I yelled back, exiting my room and heading to where he was.

I wasn't sure what to wear, so I just put on some skinny jeans and a nice looking top.

"Ready to go?"

"Ready as I'll ever be," we walked out the front door and to his car.

'Hopefully he doesn't try to pull anything.'
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Ryan's *POV*

I've been driving around Cefalù, Italy all day and no one that I talked to has seen P-Rod.

They didn't even know who I was talking about. Maybe that's why he moved, to get a new start without having press all up in his face.

My stomach growled, at the smell of food. I looked for the nearest restaurant and settled for Il Normanno.

It wasn't too fancy, like the rest were.

I walked into the tiny building and was seated in a booth with dark lighting. The waiter took my order and walked away.

I looked around the restaurant, taking in the little features they had.

The front door rang, indicating that a new customer has entered.

I looked over at the door, nearly spitting my soda across the table.

There stood P-Rod and a unknown female, waiting to be seated.

"Well that was too easy. He definitely moved on quick."

They were seated on the other side of the restaurant, minding their own business.

I was thankful for this dark lighting now.
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I stayed at the restaurant until the two were done with their meal.

P-Rod payed the check and the couple left.

I slowly got up, making sure to keep my distance.

I got in my rental car and followed slowly behind P-Rod.

He definitely made it easy for me to know it was him, because he had the same car as he did when he lived in California.

After a little time, he pulled up to a big house. I parked a hose away, making sure I could see if anyone left.

I would be staying in the car for the night.

Tomorrow I would drop by as if I just wanted to hang out.

"I'll get to the bottom of this after all."
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Evans *POV*

Once we got back from Il Normanno, I went straight to bed.

I packed a small bag and grabbed some money that Paul gave me for emergencies.

I was going to leave for San Clemente tonight, leaving Paul.

I needed to find Ryan and ask how he knew me.

My life isn't what Paul had told me. There are missing details.

When I knew that Paul was asleep, I slipped out the front door, making sure to be really quiet.

I called a cab before hand, so it was waiting for me. I told the cab driver where to go and sooner then later I was on a plane going to San Clemente.

"Here I come Ryan."
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One one the longest chapters I wrote so far for this book.

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