Waking Gods (Themis Files #2)(66)
—I’m sorry your wedding night didn’t go as planned.
—No, I meant it! It was a fun night.
—I miss her. So much.
—She loved you like a sister.
— … What about Eva? That’s her name, right? How is she?
—Eva is … Eva’s OK … I guess. She knew. Somehow she knew Kara was her mother.
—How did she know?
—I have no idea. I haven’t talked to her about it. I figured that meant she also knew about me, that I’m her father, and I can’t be that right now.
—You’re gonna have to be something to her, Vincent. You’re all she’s got.
—That’s … what I wanted to talk to you about. I— —What is it?
—I’d like you to take care of her.
—Vincent, this is—
—Just for a while. I need to get away from all this.
—She needs you.
—I’m no good to her right now.
—Vincent, the parents she’s known all her life were killed right in front of her. Then she somehow figures out Kara’s her biological mother, and she has to watch her die the very next day. Now the world’s coming to an end and she’s all alone in an underground military base. She needs her father, not some strange woman she’s never met. She needs you, and I don’t think she can wait until you get over your grief. You don’t know how to be a father right now? Fine! I’m sure she has no idea how to be your daughter either. You’re just gonna have to figure this out together.
—I’m not saying I’ll give her the silent treatment for the rest of her life. I’m not ready to be her father now, today.
—Vincent, I don’t think you’re listening. No one cares whether you’re ready or not. It’s not up to you. You’re her father, you can’t change that.
— …
—What would Kara say?
—That’s not fair. I don’t know how! I can’t! I think the kid is doing better than I am anyway.
—Like I said, I haven’t met her yet.
—You haven’t asked her to try Kara’s station?
—She’s a minor, Vincent. I would need her parents to sign off on it. That’s you.
—You haven’t asked me either.
—I was afraid you’d say yes.
—You don’t want her to try?
—Oh, I want her to try. I’m curious, like everyone else. Part of me also wants us to put up a fight. But if it were my daughter, I wouldn’t let her go anywhere near that robot.
—I wanna fight them too. I don’t want us to go quietly. I … I want to avenge Kara more than anything. But I don’t want Eva’s life to be just that. Violence.
—What will you do?
—I have no idea.
—You said you needed to get away. Take her with you.
—And go where?
—Anywhere you want.
—I could—
—What?
—I could, maybe, take her back to Canada, find a quiet place, as far away from the city as possible. You know, try to give her something that feels like a normal life, even if it’s only for a short while.
—That’s a beautiful idea.
—No it’s not. It’s a stupid idea. It’s a movie scene: small wooden shack, by a creek. Young girl playing in the grass. I’m not a farmer. Even if I were, I won’t buy a farm! We’ll end up sleeping in my car, begging for food.
—You don’t have a car.
—I don’t have papers to cross the border with a ten-year-old either.
—I’m not sure people care about these things anymore.
—Oh, they care. I’m not the only one who thought Canada might be safer. There are tens of thousands of people massing at the border. So far, they’ve used tear gas, rubber bullets. About a dozen people were killed. I don’t think they’re letting anyone through, even with the right papers.
—You can stay here. It doesn’t have a creek, or grass, but it’s safe, at least for the moment.
—Not sure how safe it is for Eva. I don’t think they’ll just let her leave.
—Who is “they”? Eugene is in Geneva trying to stop everyone from bombing their own people. It’s just me running this place right now.
—There’s a guard on Eva’s door.
—Why?
—You know why. We’re guests here, Rose. You may be running what’s left of the EDC, but this is an American base, full of American soldiers, and they don’t take orders from us.
FILE NO. 1597
INTERVIEW WITH MR. BURNS, OCCUPATION UNKNOWN
Location: New Dynasty Chinese Restaurant, Dupont Circle, Washington, DC
—Good morning, Ms. Franklin. Can I call you Rose? I’ve heard so much about you!
—Of course. What do you want me to call you?
—Mr. Burns will do just fine. I’d like to keep some anonymity. Half of it anyway.
—You have something in common with … with our mutual friend.
—We have a lot more in common than you think. He will be missed. I don’t know by whom, but he will be missed. I’ll certainly miss his sense of humor. He was a funny guy!