Sterling Digital.
Commercial real estate. Banking technology. Hospital investments. A charitable foundation whose name appeared on buildings in three states.
I looked at him again.
“Wait.”
He closed his eyes for half a second.
“You know now.”
“You’re Luca Sterling?”
“Unfortunately, sometimes.”
I stared.
He had used the exact same words.
Then I laughed.
I could not help it.
After everything that had happened that week, discovering that the quiet man who had folded a napkin into a ridiculous bird for my daughter was Luca Sterling was somehow the least believable part.
“You could have told me.”
“You could have asked for my last name.”
“That feels like information most people volunteer before asking a stranger to fake being their wife.”
His eyebrows lifted.
“I asked you to pretend to be asleep.”
“Same level of weird.”
“Fair.”
His phone vibrated.
He looked down.
The humor disappeared from his face.
I noticed immediately.
“What is it?”
He did not answer at first.
His thumb moved across the screen.
Then he turned the phone toward me.
The photograph had been taken inside LaGuardia.
David was standing near the arrivals area in a gray jacket.
I knew that jacket.
Next to him were a man and woman I did not recognize.
I enjoyed the story so much. It’s interesting, didn’t stop reading until the end.
Great impacts and realistic 👌 👏