“Joseph!” Anita called to him once she was a lot closer. The man hadn’t seemed to be paying much attention to them, but when Anita spoke, he turned to look at her. His expression showed a mixture of confusion, yet also recognition. While he stopped to acknowledge her, he said nothing until she stopped in front of them. Behind her, Martin was taking his time to cross the street.
“It’s you.” It was a simple statement, but it held a lot of weight for the both of them. For Joseph because in a way, he knew he was seeing the mysterious woman he saved on the street once again; for Anita because she never expected to have the opportunity to thank her saviour. “How did you find me…?” he asked, his words trailing off when he spotted Martin coming up from behind, unsure what to think of the man who was with her.
“I’ve been trying to find you since-"Anita was interrupted by Martin.
“It’s not hard to find someone when you have the appropriate resources,” Martin said.
“And you are…?” Joseph asked.
“An acquaintance of the lovely Anita here; Martin Phillips at your service,” he said and reached out a hand to shake his, and Joseph only reluctantly reached out with his to meet Martin’s. “You must be Joseph Cooper.”
Joseph’s face told Martin, however, that that wasn’t quite the case. “Sorry, I’m not sure where you got that name from, but my name is Kevin Campbell, not Joseph Cooper.”
Martin and Anita looked to each other, both of them confused. The folder he’d received from his Director stated that this man’s name was Joseph Cooper. Even if the man had perhaps changed his name, Martin would have at least seen some kind of recognition from the man. But there was nothing. Anita was confused because Martin had said that the man’s name was George Wilson. She stared at Martin in anger. Then turned to Kevin.
“Well, Kevin then… Sorry for the confusion,” Anita broke the silence. “I’ve been looking for you since that day… I just wanted to thank you for saving my life.” Kevin didn’t seem to know how to take it.
Anita gazed up at the large man, who had a good foot on Martin in height.
“Well… uh… no problem. I didn’t expect you to go out of your way to thank me, though,” he said.
At that point, Martin retracted himself from the conversation. It didn’t involve him, and something else seemed amiss. Was Joseph… or, Kevin, going to do something? He had a pair of handcuffs in his briefcase, which he had brought with him from the car.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow…..)
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