The Executor (2010)
The Executor
“What choice did I have? I was afraid of what Eric would say to the police, and Alma’s vehemence, however puzzling, was irrefutable. I had to trust that she was right, that I was being paranoid, and that if I wasn’t, Eric would not be so stupid as to act now. One seldom truly believes that the worst will happen.
Before I left I apologized again.
She winked forgiveness. “Friends must be honest with each other, mustn’t they?”
I told her I would call her once I touched down.
“Do not concern yourself with me,” she said. “Put me out of your mind.”
“You know I won’t be able to do that.”
“Do your best, Mr. Geist. Enjoy yourself. As the saying goes, we have only one life to live.”
FATHER FRED was at the baggage claim to greet me.
“Welcome home,” he said.
In the years since I had last seen him he had fallen straight into middle age: his face seamed, his eyebrows the color of Spanish moss. We embraced, and through his coat I felt bone.
“I was going to take a taxi.”
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