Jeffrey Siger - Target - Tinos

Lila kissed him again. “I have missed you my darling. Please don’t ever again leave me alone to this sort of life.”

Andreas smiled. “I can imagine how you suffered.”

“No you can’t. Just me and a million Italian men on the hunt.”

“Where are they? I’ll shoot them all.”

“Save your bullets darling. I’m a Greek woman, I’m used to it.”

“Good thing I’m not the jealous type.”

She pressed her index finger into the middle of his chest. “Well, I am, mister, so your late nights of running around deserted Aegean island venues chasing after wild women are over!”

“So you heard, huh? Damn it, you can’t trust anyone to keep a secret these days.”

“I got the message you called when I got back from sailing with Tonino-”

“Who’s Tonino?”

Lila smiled. “I thought you weren’t jealous. He’s the owner of the hotel. You’ll really like him. Anyway, I couldn’t reach you and so I called Tassos. He told me what happened and said to tell you, ‘Yianni must have hit his head harder than we thought, he’s actually being nice to me.’”

“Anything else?”

“Yes, ‘Eleni said to thank you for everything you did for her.’” Lila put her finger back in the middle of Andreas’ chest. “Who’s Eleni?”

“Her father owns a taverna. You’ll really like her.”

“Bastard.”

“Freedom or Death.”

Lila laughed. “Choose wisely, my love. One might prove unexpectedly more painful than the other.”