I awoke to fresh coffee brought to me that morning by Ana. I looked out over the balcony as Ajax played to my side with a small ball. I could see Marcus in the courtyard on his satellite phone. I no longer saw much point in avoiding him. He was now my partner, I guess, and he expected our relationship to be as normal as possible. If I ever thought to escape again, I would need to keep up that ruse. Nonetheless, the plan of escape now seemed farther out of reach than ever.
I made my way down to the garden with Ajax. Marcus looked at me from his phone and lifted his hand over the mouthpiece.
“This is business, if you do not mind.” He said and gestured towards a seat by his glass of orange juice as he moved away to take to the call from where I could hear.
What did he care if I
