longer be your own.”
“I believe this will be a success because
Elliot believes in it.” I folded up my napkin and put it beside my
plate. “My reasons for being here are my own, sir. I believe in
Elliot just as he believes in the paranormal. I want to see him
happy. I can deal with hiding from the paparazzi if he’s
happy.”
“Between the two of us, I never would have
approved a show like this. If it were anyone but Elliot, I wouldn’t
have done it now.” Joseph stabbed at something on his plate. “I
want to see my son happy as well. If this is what it takes, then so
be it.”
I started to respond, but Joseph wasn’t
finished. He took a bite of his food then leaned across the
table.
“I was serious when I said I am counting on
you to keep my son grounded. He has a dislike for me which is
unfounded, so he so won’t listen to my advice.”
“Mr. Lancaster…”
“And I hear you are going to New York for a
conference in a few weeks.”
“Yes. Connor said it would help us sound like
we know what we are doing.” I shrugged. “I’m not so sure if a few
days talking with the so-called experts are going to help
though.”
Joseph nodded. “This is all part and parcel
of the magic of television, Eva. The audience must believe the lie
you present to them. Otherwise, all your hard work is for naught.
But perhaps, you will learn more than you could ever imagine.”
“Ah, but enough to pull off the illusion of
being a ghost hunter?” I smiled, trying to make light of a
conversation which suddenly felt very heavy. “I am not an actress,
Mr. Lancaster. I won’t pretend to be something I’m not.”
“We shall see.” Joseph returned my smile,
shifting his gaze up to the spot behind my shoulder. “Welcome
back.”
“What did I miss?” Elliot squeezed my
shoulder as he came up behind me. “You two looked as if you’re
discussing the fate of the civilized world over here.”
“Nothing so frivolous, son.” Joseph signaled
for the waitress who appeared beside him in less than a second. He
handed her several bills, then shooed her away. “I am afraid I must
be getting back to the office.”
Joseph stood and we joined him. He shook
Elliot’s hand then mine. “It was a pleasure to finally meet you,
Eva. I’ll be seeing you around the office.”
“See you later.” Elliot pushed his seat in as
his father disappeared from view. “So what were you two talking
about?”
“Ghosts and ghouls.” I snagged my purse from
its spot on the back of my chair. “Seriously? Your dad seems nice,
Eli.”
“Everyone says that.” Elliot turned away from
me towards the direction his father went. “Too bad I can’t see
it.”
“Do you want to see his good side?” I took
his hand and squeezed it. “Or are you determined not to?”
Elliot gave me a sad smile in return. “One
conversation about me is enough for the day. What did you think
about the condo?”
“It’s perfect. I can’t believe we’re actually
going to be living there.”
“It is nice.” He admitted. “I will confess,
it’ll be better to pass out in my own bed than on your tiny couch
when we’re out too late, McRayne.”
“What’s wrong with my couch?” I grumbled as
we left the restaurant. “You’ve slept on it plenty of times.”
“My point exactly.” Elliot’s good spirits
were restored as he linked his arm with mine and led us to the car.
“We’ll head back over to the hotel to get our stuff to take it over
to the condo. No time like the present to get started on our
move.”
Our move. I still couldn’t believe I was
actually going to be leaving Athens. But as Elliot helped me into
the car, I was relieved. Relieved my job search was finally over.
Relieved I wouldn’t have to return home to my parents to hear my
dad boast about how right he was. Most of all? I was relieved I
would be able to stay with Elliot a little longer.
Chapter Four
I will forever remember the two weeks
following our meeting with