GENRE: Contemporary Fantasy
The guy still tailed me. My lungs blazed as I fought for the next breath. I hurried past ancient sculptures along the museum’s ramp, too freaked to stop and snatch my inhaler from my purse.
Don’t get me wrong, having any kind of guy, let alone a Greek one, follow me around added bonus points to my constantly dipping Richter scale of self-confidence. But this dude wasn’t a teenager, he was a man. Young, but still . . . Probably a perv, and one I’d seen more than once, following me in the Parthenon with my class tour yesterday and the Temple of Delphi the day before. To be here at the Acropolis Museum was way too much of a coincidence. Not to mention, I could have sworn I’d seen him poof into thin air. One minute he was there, and the next? Not so much.
But people can’t just disappear. Being kidnapped and trafficked was another thing all together. I wasn’t about to appear on the back of some milk carton. Last year's school picture was so not flattering. I could imagine it already. “Missing: Jessa Whitley, Age: 16, Eyes: Brown, Hair: Sandy blond. Smart mouth, dry sarcasm, and last seen with her class in Athens , Greece .” No way could that be my fate.
The sun illuminated the glass floor under me. I wished I had the time to revel in the excavations of ancient Greece below. Knowing Mr. Beckett, though, he was probably five kinds of pissed at my disappearance from the class tour.