Jolie entered the restaurant and followed the noisy sound of Pia’s giggling towards a private room at the back. She was holding Brix’s hand as Malik had stopped to talk to a security agent outside the door. In her peripheral vision she noted the man in the suit seated strategically in the restaurant and felt an increase of anger in her chest. She wanted to yell and rage at him to leave her alone.
She moved closer to Brix and squeezed his hand.
“I know, sweetheart. I see him too. Malik noted him the minute we got out of the car.”
“It’s been one week of you in my life and I’ve seen him every day since Monday.”
“Ignore him.”
“Daddy!” Pia exclaimed as she jumped off her chair and ran to Jolie. “You came, you came.”
“Where else would I be?” He swung her up in his arm, settling her on his
