Chapter 11. Eyes for Pale Man

Max quickly grabbed his suit from the pole. He got out and headed for the parking lot. His car sped through the streets of Toronto. He drove with his throbbing forehead pressed, wondering where Shada was. Occasionally, he glanced at the sidewalks and curbs, hoping to catch her soon.

At the end of his frustration, Max saw a glimpse of a woman who almost looked like Shada. He slowed down the car as he observed her. Short straight dark brown hair. She was wearing the formal blouse and skirt that Shada wore today.

Next to her walked a tall man with pale white skin, jet black hair. Quickly, Max pulled the car over and braked it.

The two people Max was observing turned their heads in unison but only briefly. Max realized that it was Shada. He immediately got out of the car, closed the door hard and approached them.

"Shada!" Max shouted out to the woman.

Shada turned around again, along with the man beside her. Shada widened her eyes. While the man next to her looked annoyed.

"Max, why