We get a little detained because of Ray

We had barely got into my car when I noticed that we were being follow by a blue chevy nova. Damn! I thought. It had to be Ray. I had intended to keep him away from us until I had had a chance to talk to Paige. My first impulse was to try and lose him, but traffic was too dense in the morning. Hell, he could probably follow me on foot. No, I needed to do something else and there was only one thing I could think of. To talk to Paige.

?Paige, we need to talk,? I said and I could see Paige flinch. I guess had said the words she had feared the most. Instead of answering me she just nodded in response.

?I want you to listen very carefully to what I have to say because it has to do with the future of our relationship.?

Paige got a very concerned look on her face and then nodded again.

?First of all I want to tell you that whatever happens I will always be your friend.?

I stopped speaking when I heard that Paige started to cry.

?If you want our arrangement to end because of your girlfriend I can understand,? Paige managed to say between her sobs.

?No, that's not what I'm trying to say. Look, I actually think Sandra will be okay with our relationship. Heck, she almost seems too okay with it for me to be calm. No, this has to do with Ray.?

?Ray?? Paige answered surprised.

?He turned up this morning and wanted to take you back with him.?

?He did? What about that blonde bimbo??

?I don't know but I got the impression they were over with each other.?

?Well, good for her. I may not have liked her but she deserves better than a punk like him.?

?Look Paige, I know you still feel... hurt from the break up. Are you going to be okay with this? You will probably have to face him.?

Paige froze up like a popsicle on Antarctica. She just sat there in silence until we were almost at the cafe. Then she had finally calmed down and started to speak.

?Martin I will be scared facing him but if you are by my side I think I will make it.?

?I'm really glad to hear that, especially since we will probably meet him real soon.?

?What do you mean?? Paige answered almost in shock.

?I think he is the one following us in that blue chevy nova.?

Paige froze up again but this time not for long.

?Thank you for giving me the heads up. I don't think I could have handled this otherwise,? Paige told me.

I parked the car as close to the cafe entrance I could and turned off the engine. Instead of getting out of the car I looked at Paige.

?Are you ready?? I asked her.

She smiled at me and said, ?As ready as I'll ever be.?

We walked out of the door and started walking towards the chevy nova. We did not even make it halfway before two men in suits appeared in front of us. They were both over 6'2'' tall and I felt like a dwarf next to them.

?Martin Young?? one of them spoke with a bass voice that could cut through bones.

?Yes.? I answered.

?FBI,? the man said and flashed his badge. ?We want to talk to you about Ray Bagarella.?

The blue chevy nova took off, tires squealing, in high speed. The entire street turned and looked at the car as it disappeared in a cloud of smoke and dust.

?You mean him?? Paige said and pointed to the fleeing car.

?SHIT!? the FBI-agents said in unison and started to run towards their ford.

Soon they took off after the chevy nova with sirens blaring. Paige and I looked at each other, shrugged and walked towards the cafe with the fake grape vines. In the corner we could see Sandra with a big smile on her face.