WHO: Rodeo and Adelaide WHAT: Need to find each other. And then have a talk. What else is new? WHEN: 4/22/19 WHERE: All over NYPL RATING: Moderate STATUS: In Progress
Adelaide leaned against the white marble of her bar, watching people mingle, play darts, sit alone and brood. She'd come in to check up, to make some drinks and say hello - and goodbye. Of course she wasn't actually saying goodbye to anyone, and she made sure she didn't look outwardly melancholy or wistful, but Addie was actually going to miss this place. And not just The Four Horsemen itself, but the entire white echoing marble maze that was the library, if she was honest. She knew that most people had a certain bitterness towards the safehouses because of the guards, because of the government peering over their shoulders constantly and running their lives, but it was different for Addie. For one thing, the guards didn't bother her, but mostly it was because this was the first place she'd had a glimmer of happiness since that brief span of time in Boston before she'd known Cail. She'd found her family here, and had slowly started to gain freedoms she hadn't had in years.
She put away a few glasses, checked her phone for the time, and decided to head back up to the loft even though it wasn't all that late. She'd never been especially good at goodbyes.
It was when she was halfway between the ground floor bar and the upstairs loft that her phone buzzed in her pocket, with a text from Rodeo asking where she was and saying that he wanted to talk to her. Addie paused to look around her for a landmark she could direct him towards, and frowned. "Leaving the bar now. I'm somewhere between one ornate marble staircase and another gigantic antique carved wooden door. Does that help?" she texted back. Honestly, in this place it would have been more productive for them just to yell each other's names until their echoes found one another.