All Our Yesterdays

All Our Yesterdays by Cristin Terrill Read Free Book Online

Book: All Our Yesterdays by Cristin Terrill Read Free Book Online
Authors: Cristin Terrill
spy work.”
    Nate is on the House Intelligence Committee, and he likes to pretend this makes him James Bond. “So, paperwork?” I say.
    “Exactly, smart-ass.” He drops a kiss on the crown of my head. “Don’t burn the house down while I’m gone, okay?”
    James’s stupid friend salutes. “Yes, sir!”
    “Very funny.”
    “I’d better go, too,” I say, seizing Nate’s exit as an opportunity to get out myself. The idea of James asking what I was going to tell him with his friend sitting right there makes me want to vomit. “Mom’s going to freak.”
    “Let me grab my briefcase, and I’ll walk you out,” Nate says.
    “Hey,” Abbott says, “don’t let me run you off.”
    “You wish.”
    “Can we talk later?” James asks, catching my hand. “I have some work to do first, but then . . .”
    My chest swells, because I’m pathetic. “Sure.”
    Nate appears at my side, briefcase in tow and coat already on. “Ready?”
    “ Nighty-night, Marina!” the idiot says. “Sleep tight, don’t let the bedbugs bite!”
    I punch his shoulder on my way out. Hard. “Shut up, Finn.”
    “So, how was Connecticut?” I ask Nate as we walk out of the house.
    He shrugs and swings his car keys around his index finger. “Fine. Good to be home, though. James really missed you.”
    I brighten. “Yeah?”
    “You bet.” He musses my hair, too, which is either a Shaw thing or a Marina-is-still-twelve thing. “Me too.”
    “Thanks. Don’t work too hard, okay?”
    Maybe it’s a trick of the light as we pass out of the shadows and into the glow of the streetlamp, but Nate’s expression seems to change, become harder. He smiles at me, but it looks different than usual. “We’ll see.”
    “You okay?” I say, noticing for the first time that there are dark smudges under his eyes and his skin looks oddly tight, like the muscles underneath are rigid with tension. “You look kind of awful.”
    “Ugh.” Nate grabs his stomach like I’ve punched him. “Way to hit me where it hurts.”
    I grin. “You know what I mean. Is everything okay? We’re not about to be invaded by Canada, are we?”
    “No, nothing that terrifying,” he says, unlocking his car and tossing his briefcase into the passenger’s seat. “I’ve just been busy with this investigation, ate up my whole recess. It’s nothing for you to worry about, though.”
    “Oh. Okay.”
    “Do you . . .” Nate runs a hand across his forehead. “I’m sorry, Marina, this is a weird thing for me to ask.”
    “What is it?”
    “Could you . . . keep an eye on James for me?”
    I frown. “What do you mean?”
    “I’m worried he’s working too hard.”
    I laugh. “He’s always working too hard!”
    “Yeah,” Nate says, “but this seems different. Can you just let me know if he says anything odd, or starts acting different? Different for James, I mean.”
    A chill runs up my spine, and I pull my coat closed. It’s colder out here than I realized. “Sure, I guess.”
    “Thanks, Marina,” Nate says. “You’re a good friend. Now get inside before you freeze.”
    I smile and make my way back across the lawn. “Good night, Congressman!”
    “Nate!” he shouts after me, and he waits beside his car until I’m safely inside my own house.
    A faint trilling drags me up from the depths of sleep. I manage to crack open one bleary eye and reach for my cell phone, which is glowing blue in the dark of my bedroom. james , the display reads.
    “Ugh.” I press the answer button. “Why are you calling me, you lunatic?”
    “I didn’t wake you, did I?” he asks.
    “Of course not. It’s only . . .” I glance at the clock. “Two thirty in the morning.”
    “Oh. Sorry. I didn’t realize it was so late. I started working after Finn left, and I guess I lost track of time.”
    I climb out of bed and wrap a throw blanket around my shoulders. With the phone still pressed to my ear, I settle into the window seat across the room from my bed. James

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