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pub’s entrance, but could hear him following.
    The day had cooled once the sun had set, but was still hot at around eighty-five degrees. The pub was air-conditioned though, and the wave of cold air that hit them as they entered was a relief. Divine paused inside the doors and simply enjoyed the rush of cool air for a moment before turning her attention to trying to find Hal and Carl.
    “I don’t see them,” Marco commented behind her, bending to speak by her ear to be heard over the cacophony of voices in the room.
    Divine stifled a shiver as his breath blew across her skin. Ignoring the sensation, she simply peered around and then frowned. She didn’t see them either. “Hal definitely said McMurphy’s. He said he had their ribs last year and wanted them again.”
    “Hi. Can I help you? You look like you’re looking for someone.”
    Divine glanced to the perky girl who had approached. She had long brown hair tied back in a ponytail and carried an empty tray, pressed against her chest. Divine couldn’t help noticing she was also eyeing Marco appreciatively as she waited for an answer.
    “We’re looking for some friends of ours,” Divine said, drawing the girl’s reluctant attention. “A couple of older gentlemen. Kind of rough-looking, sun-weathered, one with no teeth, the other with no hair.”
    “Oh yeah.” Smiling, the girl nodded her head, her ponytail waving as she turned her gaze back to Marco. “They’re here. I sat them . . .” She had drawn her gaze from Marco to gesture to a table in the corner and frowned when she found it empty. “I sat them over there a couple minutes ago.” She glanced around briefly and then smiled and shrugged. “They probably stepped out on the patio for a smoke.”
    “Probably,” Divine agreed, remembering that Hal and Carl both smoked. Quite a few of the carnies did.
    “Well, you can look for them on the patio, or sit down and wait for them if you’re friends. They probably won’t be long. I saw their waitress talking to them just after I sat them. They’ve probably ordered drinks and asked for menus, but haven’t ordered their meals yet.”
    “We’ll wait at the table,” Marco announced, taking Divine’s arm to lead her that way. She didn’t protest. Divine had no desire to go out on the smoking patio. She didn’t even really want to be here. She’d only come in an effort to avoid the man escorting her. Best-laid plans and all that. If not for this man, she could be sitting in Madge’s trailer right now, relaxing to the buzz of conversation. Damned man, she thought with irritation.
    Settling in the chair he pulled out for her, Divine picked up the menu to avoid looking at him.
    “Do you eat?”
    Stiffening, she glanced over the top of her menu to Marco as he settled in the chair across from her. Rather than answer, she asked, “Do you?”
    He hesitated briefly, and then said, “On occasion.”
    Divine shrugged with disinterest and lowered her gaze to the menu again.
    “So . . . you’re an immortal . . .”
    That got her attention; Divine peered at him sharply, and then glanced around to be sure no one had heard the comment. No one seemed to be paying any attention to them, but—
    “And I’m an immortal,” he continued.
    “For heaven’s sake,” she snapped, glaring at him. “You know better than to talk about nonsense like that in public.”
    “No one’s listening,” Marco said soothingly, and then tilted his head and asked, “What are you running from?”
    Divine stiffened in her seat. “What makes you think I’m running from anything?”
    “Oh, I don’t know,” he said with amusement, “Maybe the fact that you’re hiding out at the carnival?”
    “If I were hiding out, I’d be working somewhere where hundreds of people didn’t see me every day,” she said dryly. “I work the carnival because I happen to make a very good living there.”
    “By reading people’s futures?”
    There was no judgment in his voice; still,