“A week?” Angela said.
“More or less,” he said.
“That means ‘more’,” she said. “It always does.”
“It means I’ll be gone as soon as possible,” he said. “I just need to sort things out first.”
Angela took a deep breath and looked into Genesis’s eyes again. Genesis smiled.
“Sure,” Angela said. “You can stay.”
“Awesome,” he said. “You’re the best, Angie.”
“Just don’t make me regret it,” she said.
The first few days were fine, enjoyable even. Angela almost felt like she was a kid again, back in those few short years when she still had something resembling a family.
Over time, though, that uneasy feeling in the back of her head grew stronger, and she was certain there was more to this than what Kay was telling her. Every once in a while, he would get a text and disappear for hours with no explanation.
The whole situation was starting to make her paranoid. Usually if someone was lying or being evasive, she could sort out the truth with a single glance. Now, though, she was completely in the dark, and she didn’t like it.
During her lunch break on the following Saturday, she spotted Kay’s ex-girlfriend passing through the food court. Angela quickly carried her tray over to the garbage station and followed the woman into the hallway.
The mall was busy today so it was easy for Angela to blend in with the crowd. She kept her distance as the woman peered into various shops before moving on to another. Eventually, they ended up outside.
Angela glanced at her phone; she didn’t have much time left in her break, but she might never be this close to the truth again. The woman crossed the parking lot and headed down the sidewalk. Angela sighed and went after her.
After a few blocks, the woman ducked into an alley. A single word, spoken in a strange, inhuman language, resounded in Angela’s head. She peeked around the corner of the building.