Deadly Reunion (38 page)

“Yes and they had to dig me up before I died. Ever since then I’ve had a fear of small spaces. I guess that’s why I gave up being a magician,” he said reluctantly. Kyle looked over his shoulder and back at the platform.

Grace bit her lip. He’d never actually voiced why he had suddenly lost all interest in performing before. She’d just assumed it was because of his sudden desire to be a detective. She had no idea that there was another underlying reason for his career change.

Kyle drew in a deep breath. It didn’t take a genius to see he was uncomfortable. When his eyes met hers for a brief second before falling to the ground, she’d made her decision. She’d never seen him so nervous before. As excited as she was to take this train ride she didn’t want to go if it was going to upset him so much. “Hey, I was looking at that brochure, earlier. They have an express train that leaves this afternoon. It would only be a two-hour trip. We don’t have to take the Excursion.”

He shook his head, briefly glancing at her and then back at the train. “No, I already checked. They’re booked and another one doesn’t leave until tomorrow.”

Worried, Grace looked at his handsome profile. She’d never known Kyle to be so withdrawn. She knew magic was an important part of his life. After all, practically his entire family on his father’s side were magicians. It was part of his heritage. She had no idea this was what made him give it up. No wonder he’d been so fixated on this detective business, she thought. She reached up a gloved hand and touched his cheek.

“We don’t have to go at all. We could stay—”

Kyle looked back down at her. A broad grin broke across his face. “Time to go!” Taking her hand, he practically dragged her across the platform.

“Wait!”

“We can’t wait,” he said over his shoulder. “The train’s leaving.”

They raced to the train as it slowly started to move. Kyle let go of her hand to open one of the side doors. Once the door was opened, he threw her suitcase in. Within seconds he was jumping on the train and pulling her in after him. They fell to the floor with her on top of him and their feet still hanging outside.

She jerked her head up at the sound of a door slamming shut. Pushing herself up off of Kyle’s chest, she noticed that they were lying in one of the train's small vestibules that act as a passageway connecting two separate train cars together. There were four doors in all. One on each wall. Two leading to the outside and two to the train cars. She looked down at Kyle. “Well, that was exciting,” she said sarcastically.

He grinned up at her. “Yeah, and the trip just started!”

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