We all trooped back out to the table. The food hadn't arrived yet, but my coffee had. Everything goes down better with coffee.
We were again in the chairs with our backs to the door. If we'd gotten there first, they'd have had these chairs, so it was hard to bitch. Linus sat on Niley's right. I realized why we weren't in a booth. Linus wouldn't have fit.
"You wanted to talk, Niley. Talk." I sipped coffee. It was bitter and had been on the burner too long, but there's no such thing as undrinkable coffee. I did hope the food was better.
"I want you to leave town, Anita."
"Wilkes and his men already covered that. We told them we were leaving by sundown," I said.
"I know what you told the good sheriff," Niley said. He wasn't smiling now. His eyes were cool, the humor dying from his face like the sun sinking away, leaving the world to darkness.
"I don't think he believes we're leaving, Richard," I said.
"I don't care what he believes," Richard said.
I glanced at Richard. He was sitting with his arms crossed, staring at Niley. It would have been more unnerving without the manatee T-shirt, but he got the point across. So much for Richard playing clever repartee with me. I left him to his quiet anger and plowed ahead alone.
"Why is it so important that we get out of town, Niley?"
"I told you. The spirits say to come against you is death."
I shook my head. "What spirits?"
"Howard uses the Ouija board as well as his other gifts. The spirits warned of a Lady Death. A woman that would be my undoing. We were warned of this in connection to this purchase. When I heard your name mentioned, I suddenly knew who Lady Death was. The spirits say that if I come against you directly, you will slay me."
"So you sent Wilkes and his bully boys around to scare me off."
"Yes, and I hired two locals to kill you. Are they dead?"
I smiled. "I didn't search you guys for wires, now did I?"
He seemed to find that amusing. "I suppose not. But I assume the two men will not be coming back for the second half of their payment."
"You can assume that," I said.
The waitress came with our food. We were all utterly quiet as she set the plates down. She put syrup in front of me and asked if we wanted anything else. We all shook our heads, and off she went.
I stared down at my pancakes and bacon and wished I hadn't ordered them. I wasn't in the mood to spar anymore. I just wanted this over.
"If you're not supposed to confront me directly, then why the change of plans? Why this meeting?"
He smiled and cut a piece of his country omelet. "Anita, do not be coy. I think we both know that Wilkes does not have the stomach for this work. He may work himself up to shooting you, but he is not up to truly scaring you away. His threat, shall we say, lacks a certain fright factor." He took his bite of omelet and chewed.
"Is the threat next?" I said, pouring syrup on my pancakes.
He smiled, dabbed at his mouth with a napkin, and shook his head. "Let us save that for last. Now, ask your questions."
"Why do you want this piece of land?"
Richard shifted in his chair, leaning forward. He'd been wondering about that particular question longer than I had.
"There is a relic on that land somewhere. I need to own the land so I can tear it up and search for the relic."
"What relic?" I asked.
He smiled. "The lance that pierced Christ's side."
I stared at him. I stared at him longer. He didn't seem to be kidding. "That is a myth, Niley."