kidnap girls,â he was saying now, âthen they take them abroad, make them do all sorts ofhorrible things. They keep promising work, fame, money, but itâs just exploitation. You shouldnât trust these people, Faye. I think you should report this to the police.â
âOh, Matt, youâre so sweet. Itâs great having a friend like you who cares about me and watches out for me.â
Ah, the flicker of those beautiful eyelashes made him melt on the inside. And that lovely smile. And her voice that carried on, soft but firm.
âBut thereâs no need to worry, Matt, I wasnât born yesterday. Since Iâve always wanted to be a model, my parents have warned me about all that stuff. I would never follow up this kind of contact without talking to them first.â
âGood,â said Matt, relieved.
âI didnât give her my number. See? I know the rules! And later I got my dad to ring her . But I love seeing that youâre an angel who cares for me.â
(Love? Angel? He was almost dizzy.)
âAnyway,â Faye continued, âthe woman made a couple of proposals and a few days later she sent the draft of a contract for us to look over.â
Matt nodded.
âThere were lots of technical terms in it, though. My parents said that it seemed cool, but theyâre not experts, so we thought it would be good to get a lawyer to look it over. But thatâs expensive, so whenI remembered your sister is in law school, Sonia, I thought I might ask her to take a look. Thatâs all.â
So that was it. Thatâs why Faye had this mysterious need to talk to Andrea to discuss legal stuff. One mystery solved.
âBut you know what?â said Pedro. âI donât get why Colin wanted you to stay on for the meeting with us. Weâre here to talk to him about this virus that has been appearing in some of our computers lately. Or it could be a hacker, who knows, someone who invades peopleâs inboxes with weird messages and nobody knows where theyâre from.â
âThe same one from the history project?â asked Faye.
âThatâs the one.â
âAh, so thatâs why, of course ⦠I get it now. See, remember I said how Colin came into the office when I was telling Andrea about something that happened to me, something a bit like that, actually, and he overheard me.â
â What? A bit like what? Have you been getting messages too?â
This was new!
âYeah, I was telling Andrea about these weird messages Iâve been getting.â
Pedro took a deep breath and asked, very calmly, âCould you please explain, Faye? This could be important.â
âWell, it all started with some text messages ..â
Matt, on the other hand, wasnât calm at all. First, he had just discovered that Faye let herself get approached by random people when she left shops, just like that, people who could drag her halfway across the world and take her far away from the classrooms at Garibaldi High. Never again that smile, that dark, shiny hair, those long eyelashes that blinked slowly as if they were dancing in slow motion. And now it seemed the girl was getting strange text messages. They could be dangerous! Threatening, perhaps. In any case, they seemed to bother these lawyers, and these were people who were experienced in dealing with criminals and felons.
But he shouldnât really be surprised. Of course, the whole world was probably dying to send text messages to Fayeâs mobile, to ask her out or simply to tell her how beautiful she was. Not everyone was like him, too embarrassed to say how he felt. What if she accepted one of these invitations?
âWhat did these texts say?â he asked.
âThe first one didnât really say anything, it just asked a question.â
âWell, what did it ask , then?â
ââWhat is this book that you want so badly?ââ
âI donât get