Subj: The Talented Mr. Ripley 2 Chapter One
Date: 7/12/00 11:16:28 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Melissa
Another Job
Chapter One
Tom Ripley stepped out of the boat as quickly, hoping not to run into Meredith, or much worse the police. Peter Smith-Kinsley had been found late last night. He had to get away for a while, he had to find some place to hid out for a while. He could run the risk of staying in Italy, so he turned and went to the airport. He would fly back to the US, from there he would find a quite place.
As he sat waiting for his plane, his eyes caught a handsome man. He was tall with dark hair, he had dark eyes that glittered. He had some kind of charm about him. He wasn't alone, he was with a beautiful blonde, with dark blue eyes, that reminded Tom of the sea. It brought back memories of the tiny boat that Dickie had rented on the day he died.
He was brought back into the present with a tap on his shoulder. "Excuse me," said the man, "Are you American?"
"Yes I am," Tom said.
"Great, I was wondering if you could help me out, I can't speak a word of Italian, we're trying to get home, do you think you could help us with the clerk there?"
"Sure. What is that you want?"
"We need two tickets to Maine."
Tom went up to the desk, and spoke to the man behind the counter. "Here you go," Tom said handing the man the two tickets.
"Thanks, the names Quentin Collins."
"Tom Ripley," he said shaking Quentin's hand.
"How are you Tom, this is my wife Izzy."
"Nice to meet you Tom," the woman said smiling.
"Where are you headed?" Quentin asked.
"I don't know, yet, I've been in Italy for a couple of months now, but I need to get away for a while."
"A wanted man, huh?" Quentin asked laughing
"Something like that," Tom said smiling.
"Are you going to New York?"
"I have an apartment there that I'm going to sell, then I don't know where I will be going."
"Well may be we'll run into each other sometime," Quentin said.
Tom had recognize the Collins name, he knew that Collinsport was a small town, a perfect place for him to go a time.