I ALMOST held my breath as I saw Argo approaching the table with his dark gaze fixed on me.

While I waited for him to speak, I held the glass of water and drank it straight.

"What is that woman doing here?"

His voice shook.

"Why don't you come to eat with us, son?"

His mother tongue appeared upfront and immobile.

"When you're done eating, we're leaving," he said flatly, ignoring his mother's words.

I lowered my gaze to my plate. "I'm just starting to eat; can you wait? It's a shame I won't be ...