"Wherever you go the worshipers will follow,"
Sumeet
"Nancy?" Sumeet's voice sounded timid.
"Yes Sumeet! Are you ok?" Nancy asked holding the big, yellow phone to her ear. The wedding music pierced the thin wooden walls. Nancy had to hold the phone hard against her ear.
"Well yes, of course. I mean it's all painful but my mom, you know she was the one who let you guys in before, she's always bringing the best food around to take my mind off of it," his voice raised at the end. He spoke to Nancy like she had been there all along.
"I'm sorry I left, Sumeet, I had to go," Nancy said from sudden guilt.
"I'm glad you came. I'm ok to die, usually. It's just so slow- ok ok-" Sumeet sounded like he was trying to sit up, determined to spur the conversation in a different direction. "I have been researching some facts, some things about Grant, the case- his case. Someone from Newtopia, yea your home country, is pulling the strings."
"Wow. Where? who? What's going on? What are you talking about?" Nancy's head was spinning and she felt light headed.
Ador and Matin walked close to her suddenly. Then a short buss zoomed passed them kicking dust up, over and around them. Matin swore and Ador swatted at the dust in front of her face. Nancy had heard noise on the other end of the line but it had been inaudble as the bus passed.
"What did you say?"
"I'm pulling together more information. Please stop by again before you go to Spain. I know something that I think- Nancy," Sumeet paused. The surrounding urban life seemed to pause with him. Even the wedding music had stopped. "Nancy I have an American you need to talk to. She's hollowing things out. She's figuring out something about Grant that will clear him. Wherever you go the worshipers will follow. They know you stopped by here. They are not evil but they are screwing with your life and I think that's bullshit."
"I don't know what to say," Nancy said.
"Can we talk for a while? It's time to explain this whole plot thing."
"I don't really know," Nancy said looking around suddenly feeling paranoid. She heard a car in the distance. The two teenagers on the stoop across the street seemed to have sobered up. And a sleek black bubble camera hung from above them. The surveillance camera seemed blatant and inappropriate to the rustic, aging nature of the small town.
"I want to know everything," she said hungrily and the car was much closer now. Ador and Matin walked near to her again to make room. "This won't work right now," Nancy hung up the phone in a sudden panic. The car deliberately slowed. A tan man with dark, spiked hair peered over tilted sunglasses quite obviously out from the car. Nancy felt naked and angry. He stared at the three sweaty dirty teens and nodded as if to himself confirming a suspicion. They stared back.
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