Revisiting the Past

Mikael’s POV

As soon as Alicia left the office i pulled my arm from Ghalia’s hold, as though I’d gotten my hand out of a bear trap.

“What are you doing here Ghalia?” I demanded, repeating my previous question to her, but this time, without the pressure of Alicia’s presence.

She sighed, “What do you think I’m doing here? I can’t to see you, Mikael… my love.”

My face twitched. My love? After so many years she still dares to call me that?

“You dare say that?”

“Yes! I dare because I haven’t stopped thinking about you. I heard you were in town. Wouldn’t you have wanted to see me if our roles were reversed?”

I didn’t respond, because I wouldn’t have. I knew where she was all this time. But I cared not. After I and my father ran most of her family out of Italy, they ended up on the west coast of the US where they continued to carry out their operations. Her family - and her by association - were known in the underground for being information traders, selling data to the highest bidder, formi