Safe in his hide-away Frank looks below at the street below. And the charredexterior of the apartment building. Watching as Police and Fire Investigatorsstepped carefully through the rumble for indication as to its cause. Searching forevidence as to the cause of the massive gas explosion. Frank backs away fromthe window.
"Perhaps I should get back to my place. They may want to question me."
"I'm sure they come knocking in their own time once the clean up themess... They have your number no doubt." Reluctant to lose Julie to them.Unsure what she would tell them. And delaying her from declaring his presence.
"Yeah I suppose." She shrugs, curling up in the bed. The midday sunseeping into the room.
"How about we get a bite down town before we head out shopping?"
"You don't have to you know."
"I know... But I want to." Pulling Julie to him and folds around her.Feeling the warmth of her body against his and kisses the top of her head.As if it he were holding Marilyn. Some habits don't change he thinks to himself.Julie turns to face him.
"I hope your friend was alright... You should call him."
"Oh..." Caught off guard. "He'll be fine. He's probably thinks I've goneback to Seattle by now. He's got enough on his plate without me annoying himagain."
"What room was he in?" Julie puts him on the spot.
"Oh mm_..." He hesitates searching for an unknown room number.
"Not that creep in Room 5A I hope." Throws him a life time.
"Oh_ he's a creep! ... How do you know him?"
"A friend of a friend... Of a friend." Distancing himself as far as he could
"I was just doing the friend a favor by stopping by... But then wished I hadn't... You're right though... He gave me the creeps too."
"You've got some funny friends Frank." Said Julie, "But I'm glad you didotherwise our paths would have crossed... Serendipity." And she kisses him.
"Excuse me?" Puzzled by the word.
"Don't you believe in serendipity? ... Destiny... Fate?"
"Not really... A coincidence maybe."
"The universe doesn't do coincidence Frank... The wheels of the universeare turning... It threw us together it didn't it? ... Don't fight it."
"Oh I don't intend to." Surrendering to her new age French philosophy.
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Gizem / Gerilim"Careful Frank... Remember you're my puppet... I pull the strings here...You dance for me and I will look after you... Otherwise it's not a going to be a bright future for you... I can make your life hell any time I like." Smith warns. >ROMANCE A...
