YUKI WAS AT the Whole Foods Market six blocks from her apartment, looking over the produce, thinking about a quick stir-fry for dinner, when she thought she glimpsed a familiar figure down the aisle1. When she looked again, he was gone. She was hallucinating, she thought, so tired she could conjure2 up bogeymen anywhere. She dropped a head of broccoli3 into her cart and moved on toward the meat section.
There she selected a shrink-wrapped tray of tiger prawns4 -and got the feeling again that Jason Twilly was only yards away.
She looked up.
And there he was, dressed in navy blue pinstripes, pink shirt, wearing a full smirk5 and standing6 near the pile of frozen free-range turkeys. Twilly waggled his fingers but made no move toward her, though he didn’t turn away. He had no cart, no basket.
He was stalking her.
Yuki’s sudden fury gathered power and momentum8, so that she saw only one possible course of action. She shoved her cart to the side of the aisle and marched toward Twilly, stopping a few feet from his sturdy English shoes.
“What are you doing here, Jason?” she said, stretching her neck to look up at his crazy-handsome face with the eight-hundred-dollar eyeglass frames and lopsided smile.
“Leave the groceries, Yuki,” he said. “Let me take you out to dinner. I promise I’ll behave. I just want to make up to you for our misunderstanding the last time -”
“I want to be very clear about this,” Yuki said, cutting him off, using her clipped, rapid-fire style. “Mistakes happen. Maybe the misunderstanding was my fault, and I’ve apologized. Again, I’m sorry it happened. But you have to understand. I’m not interested, Jason - in anyone. It’s all work, all the time, for me. I’m not available, okay? So please don’t follow me again.”
Jason’s odd, twisted smile blossomed into a full-blown laugh. “Nice speech,” he said, clapping his hands, an exaggerated round of mock applause.
Yuki felt a little shock of fear as she backed away. What was wrong with this guy? What was he capable of doing? She remembered Cindy’s warning to her to be careful of what she said around Twilly. Would he dirty her reputation when he wrote about the Junie Moon trial?
Whatever.
“Good-bye, Jason. Leave me alone. I mean it.”
“Hey, I’m writing a book, remember?” Twilly called out to her as she turned her back on him. She heard his voice as she pushed her cart down the aisle.
She wanted to hide. She wanted to disappear.
“You’re a key player, Yuki. Sorry if you don’t like it, but you’re the star of my whole freakin’ show.”
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