The Elevator

That's her! Run and get her.

She got up scared and I, preparing for the worst, followed her. I held her hand tight.

Orpheus: Mom's doing better. It's estimated that in a few days he might have woken up.

Nadia: Yes!

She squeezed me momentarily before jumping in the air and starting to fill me in hugs and kisses.

Jason: By the way, Erica, downstairs are some cops looking for you. I didn't know you were here, so I didn't tell them. Unfortunately, they're gone for the day. They said they'd continue the search tomorrow. Too bad you didn't catch up with them.

Nadia: No, Dad, you were right, Erica doesn't want to interfere with the police, and that's how it's going to be. None of us are going to say a word while we're hosting her.

Orpheus: Will we host her?

Nadia: I've decided that for a while she'll stay with us, at least until things calm down.

Myrto: And now we're basically hosting her, our house is hers, too.

Her innuendo sounded painted only on my ears.

Nadia: It's time to make it official. Erica will be part of our family! Oh, I'm so happy!

She hugs me again, her smile lit up her face after a while. That night we slept early after we put out the candles from the whole house. We were finally going to rest.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The absence of the alarm clock was obvious the next day as Nadia had turned off her phone to store the battery in case of emergency. So we woke up from our instincts, slightly later than usual. That gave our movements a controlled speed.

We took some bitter almonds from the kitchen for the road and started as Orpheus was getting ready. I wonder how they don't lock him out? We went down the stairs and yes, Mr. Jason was right, the cops were there again, out of the elevator, stopping anyone who came past them to ask him about me.

I slipped the hood over my head, gently stirring my hair. How am I going to get through today without being seen?

Nadia: Listen carefully, I keep them busy and you're running out, okay?

I nod, although I didn't feel completely confident with this plan, I mean it's not one but four to distract. She puts on her own hood and runs out.

Cop: That's her! Run and get her.