Chapter 7
Rye
For the next few days, I pushed everything aside except keeping my promise to Lauren. I gave her whatever she wanted. I let her call all the shots. And I didn't mention Bliss's message again.
We cuddled on the beach. We joined a game of Frisbee between some Spanish college students on break and some Aussies traveling for their gap year. I soaked in the general live-for-the-moment attitude. I chatted with a massage artist from Japan, a yoga instructor from Norway, a retired corporate raider from Manhattan.
But even though I didn't deliver Bliss's information, I couldn't completely forget it. Her words kept running in the background of my mind … criminally psychotic … precautions.
And I found myself watching Lauren at odd moments … and wondering. How would she handle the n
