Page 45 of SEAL's Sunshine
“Let me see,that can’t be real,” Miranda demanded as she held out her hand. He had to be making that up.
“I swear, it is. Look.” He dropped the little white slip of paper into her palm and sure enough, that is exactly what it said.
“That’s kind of freaky.”
“I don’t think so. It’s my fortune, and for a change, I’d say they nailed it. This is one I’m going to hold on to. Just have to figure out a way to frame it.”
“We’ll figure something out. It’s just so bizarre. Wait till I tell Meghan, she’s not going to believe it either.”
“She might. Stranger things have happened for all of us. Look how she and Rafe met.”
“I don’t know their story.”
“Oh, I thought she might have told you. They met while stuck in Norfolk Airport. Their plane was delayed for something like twelve hours. If that’s not fate, I don’t know what is. He was with her when she found out about the abduction. It was on TV.”
“Wow. That sure seems like fate. I can’t imagine how she felt when she found out, especially that way.”
“Me either. Rafe put her in touch with a friend of ours to try to help her find out more information. We weren’t involved until we got sent for you.”
“I guess I can thank my dad for that.”
“Yes, but it’s what we do.”
“You were supposed to save the others from the group too, right?”
“You know I can’t talk about my missions, except the one you were there for.”
“Sorry.” He was hiding something. The way he answered that question was odd. The rest of the missionary group was rescued after they found her. Didn’t that mean it was the same mission?
“No worries. There is one other thing I need to tell you. I should have told you before.”
“What is it? Do we have to have the Band-Aid talk again?”
“No,” Cam said and grinned. He might be smiling now, but she’d bet anything that they’d be talking about those sticky things way too much.
“So…spit it out then.”
“The friend Rafe told Meghan about? His name is Tex. He’s an ex-SEAL, lost his leg on a mission. But he’s a computer genius.”
While he spoke, she continued eating the spicy chicken. It was weird he was stalling.
“Anyway, I put a tracker on your phone when I visited you in Atlanta.”
“You’re spying on me?”
“No, and I figured that’s what you’d think. It was only that if something happened so we could find you. It’s for your protection. We have Meghan’s phone tracked too.”
“Does she know?”
“Yeah, Rafe told her a while ago.” Miranda wasn’t sure if she was upset or not about being tracked. It was understandable after everything, but why not just tell her?
“And you didn’t want to tell me?”
“I was going to, but I didn’t want you worrying you were still in danger.” She would have too. Even without knowing, she worried.
“Okay.”
“Okay? You’re not mad?”
