Okay, I know this is going to confuse everyone reading, but I am changing the location of the story from Ethiopia to Cambodia. The locations within Cambodia also have changed, it is now Angkor Wat instead of Axum and the other place, which I cannot remember at this point in time, being up since early this morning and it now being 10:30. Now that you are all informed, here is the next part.
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Lacie grabbed up her duffel bag and put on her Ray-Bans as she walked out into the very bright, very hot Cambodian sun.
I wonder who that man was back there. He looked familiar, but I don't know where I've seen him before. She thought to herself. She pulled out her black leather wallet and handed the money to the native with a bright white smile, so she could get the train ticket to the closest station to Angkor Wat.
As Lacie turned to walk to the platform, she noticed the man was just coming out of the customs building, accompanied by five other people, three men and two women. They were walking toward her, laughing, talking and looking, for all the world, like a family.
Tristan's eyes met Lacies again, and at the moment that their eyes locked, he realized who she was, and Lacie realized as well.
Startled, Lacie looked away and slowly picked her way to the platform through the sea of high baskets balanced on heads, small children dodging between adult's legs and people hawking handmade jewelry. When she finally made it to the platform, she gave her ticket to the Ticket Inspector and was escorted to her seat by a barefooted boy of about eleven.
Her seat was in the private car area and had enough room for eight people to sit comfortably. Just as Lacie was stowing her over-sized duffel, the door opened again. And, again, the cute little boy was standing at the door. The only difference this time was that Tristan and his team stood in the doorway, waiting to be let in.
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