THREE MEN AND A LADY
Chapter Nine
The knife incident had finally
been cleared up. Fabrizio had somehow gotten his hands on some uncooked meat,
and thinking it was alive, had attacked it. The fight between Jack and Cal,
which had begun during aforesaid incident, was far from over.
Jack cautiously stepped into the
bathroom. He looked to the left and then the right. Good. Cal was nowhere in
sight. But then, neither was Rose, and Jack had been hoping they could have
some time alone.
He closed and locked the door.
Sighing in relief, Jack leaned against the wall. Cal was not in the room. For
five hours straight, they had argued over everything from why peaches were
fuzzy to whether the legend of Lillith were true.
Jack was not bothered by this.
Quite the opposite, actually; he loved fighting with Cal. It was challenging.
Even so, he was getting more than a little sick of Cal.
The man was everywhere.
Immortality was beginning not to matter anymore; all Jack wanted was a few days
alone with Rose. It didn’t look like he was going to get it.
"Jack!"
Jack stared at the bathroom door.
I’m losing my mind, he thought.
"Jack!" Rose called
again.
"Rose?"
"Yes."
"Are you out there?"
"Well, of course."
"How’d you know I was in
here?"
"Jack, there’s only so many
places you could have hidden."
"Oh."
"Can I come in?"
*****
Cal crept through their hotel
rooms. Jack had slipped off when he wasn’t looking, and now he had no idea
where to find him. It was a life-or-death situation. If he didn’t find him,
then he could never prove that he was better. He needed to prove this.
Ah-ha! The bathroom! Cal silently
leaned against the door. Hopefully, he would be able to hear if anyone was
inside.
He couldn’t hear anything but the
sound of running water. Cal rapped on the door.
"What do you want?"
Rose yelled.
"Are you the only one in
there?"
"I’m in the bath."
"That doesn’t mean
anything."
"What’s that supposed to
mean?" Jack yelled.
"See?" Cal was excited.
"I said it didn’t mean
anything!" Jack was angry. "If you don’t go away, then I will use
that knife on you."
"How can you? Rose threw it
out the window." Cal stuck his tongue out at the closed door.