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“Why not?”
“Because it would condemn me to hell.”
“I don’t think that’s a real thing.”
“It is.”
“I don’t think so.”
“It really is.”
“Not really.”
“Yes, it is,” I snapped. “Let it go.”
He was quiet for a moment. “Can I at least see it?”
“Why?”
He shifted from one foot to the other. “You know, in case you go missing. I can’t afford to screw it up by missing out on this key piece of information that could be the one thing that distinguishes your body from an imposter’s.”
“Like you?”
“That hurts,” he frowned. “I’m just trying to help.”
Sighing, I pulled it out and let it dangle from my fingers as I showed him the one thing I’d managed to keep hidden all these years. I wasn’t ashamed of it or afraid anyone would take it. I just didn’t want to share every aspect of my life with Fox. Which clearly wasn’t going to happen any longer.
“Wow, it’s like…a medal.”
“It’s a St. Christopher medal,” I clarified.
“Cool. Like…it’s blessed by someone holy?”
“He’s the patron saint of travelers. A protector.”
“Righteous,” Fox nodded.
“Not right—never mind,” I grumbled, turning away from him.
I yanked the door open to the mechanic’s shop and nodded to Duke. When he saw me, he waved and started to head over, but the second he saw Fox, he turned in the other direction.
“Hey, Nick. What can I do for you?” Bowie asked, stepping out of the back room.
“I have a motorcycle I need fixed up. I was hoping you could fit it into your schedule.”
“Yeah, no problem?—“
“A real bike,” Fox cut in. “Not one of those mopeds.”
“Yeah, I figured,” Bowie said.
“Right, but I just wanted you to be sure.”
Bowie stared at him, then turned back to me. “Right, so where is it?”
“In my driveway. I need you to tow it.”
“Yeah, sure. No problem.”
