The Twin Test. Rula Sinara

told the girls not to move and followed her to the bar at the end of the room. They scribbled down their info and swapped papers.

      “I hope you don’t mind my asking you a few questions. I mean, since you’re going to be caring for my kids. Normally, I would interview anyone I planned to hire to watch my kids, but I figured if the lodge let you take off with the children of their guests, they know you pretty well.”

      “Feel free to ask questions, but you already know my name. My vehicle. Where I work and, therefore, my references. I already told you my mom is a vet. She founded the Busara Elephant Research and Rescue Camp twenty-four years ago. The same year I was born. I’ll add that my father is a geneticist. I also have a large extended family that includes friends living at Busara or within a few hours of it. Anything else?”

      “No wonder everyone seems to know you around here.”

      There was an awkward moment of silence. Eye contact she wanted to break but couldn’t seem to. One of the twins calling out to her dad saved Pippa from the trance.

      “I should get going,” she said.

      “Yes. I need to get back to my girls.”

      They both hurried to the table, and Pippa picked up her things. She’d planned on sitting under a tree and reading for a bit before heading home, but that wasn’t happening now. She wasn’t going to risk Dax shirking parenthood and leaving the kids with her before she was on the clock tomorrow. She wasn’t going to risk any more awkward moments, either.

      “Ivy and Fern. It was nice to meet you. I’ll see you tomorrow. Okay?”

      “Sure. See you in the morning,” Fern said.

      “Bye. Let us know how your mystery turns out if you finish it.”

      Pippa noticed that one of the dessert plates had inched its way a little closer to Ivy. The tablecloth between Ivy and the dish was sprinkled with sugar and had a smear of chocolate on it. The girl grabbed her napkin and wiped the evidence off her mouth and fingers before her dad could notice.

      “I will. And you can tell me all about war and battle strategies because history isn’t my thing,” Pippa said.

      “Totally. We can teach you all about battle strategies,” Ivy said.

      Something in the tone of her voice made Pippa a little uneasy. Alim looked over from another table he was serving and gave her a pitiful head shake.

      Dax grabbed her hand and shook it while placing his other hand on her back and guiding her swiftly out of the dining hall. Her skin felt warm under his hands.

      “Thanks so much. I’ll have a partial advance on your salary ready for you in the morning. You won’t regret this.”

      An advance? He was trying to make sure she showed up tomorrow. As for not regretting this, she wouldn’t. This one job would change everything. She’d be able to bring an education to so many more kids so much faster. But the sudden twist in Pippa’s gut had her wondering who was more desperate about this job.

      Dax...or her.

       CHAPTER THREE

      DAX CRACKED OPEN the girls’ room door and peeked in. Two totally precious, harmless angels—when they were sound asleep. He closed the door and padded barefoot over to the small teak writing desk by his bed. Not being able to sleep had its advantages when it came to getting work done. He’d pay for it tomorrow, though. Especially since he had an early morning.

      He checked a surface map of the field extension site he was surveying. Most of the data analysis would happen on-site using high powered computers housed in trailers, but he could still work on paper and make notes from here.

      His small crew, who’d been working with him ever since he quit research to start up a small company specializing in subterranean mapping for the petroleum industry, were already at the site. Erebus had provided multiple trailers to cover their needs, including housing, meals and one trailer that served as their recording station.

      His crew looked all set to start work when he saw them earlier at the meeting with Ron. A part of him yearned to be out there in the field spending nights under the stars like he used to when he researched quakes.

      He hated that Erebus and a few other companies had gotten concessions to explore parcels of land in Kenya’s wilderness. The region was an environmental wonder. It was famous for its beauty, wildlife and indigenous people. It was also known in his academic circle for its fault line along the Great Rift Valley. Not an ideal place to drill and frack—two things Erebus had already been doing...with government approval, no less.

      He could see their tank farms, wells and trucks from the area his team was supposed to map out. In fact, that chief engineer, Ron, had mentioned that if things went well with this project, they might have him do another seismic survey in their current drilling field to map out more definition between the subterranean structures shown in their original models. They wanted to improve efficiency in hitting their jackpots and zeroing in on oil pockets. Dax was building a reputation for himself.

      He yawned and rubbed his eyes. He really did need to get a little sleep before his morning commute. Erebus Oil had provided a driver, so he wasn’t worried about getting to the site again. He was worried about the girls, though. He would be an hour away, and it was their first day with a new caretaker. Pippa seemed fine, though. Plus, he’d done some checking up on her after she left. He’d told himself it was necessary and responsible to do so. For the twins.

      The elephant rescue she’d mentioned had a big website, and most of the photographs on it were credited to Pippa Harper. They were good, too, though he really hoped she’d used a super zoom lens on some of those close-ups. According to some of the lodge employees, she also had relatives with connections in security and the Kenyan Wildlife Service. The twins were probably in safer hands with her out here than with a professional nanny who freaked out at the sight of a toy spider.

      He reviewed the list of rules and the schedule he’d laid out for tomorrow. Nothing was missing as far as he could tell. If all went well, they’d be done with their list by the time he arrived back from the site.

       I was teaching them about the natural environment here and why it’s so important to protect the land as well as the animals from being destroyed by human ignorance and man’s greedy actions.

      Pippa’s voice filled his head loud and clear. She may not have been referring to him at the time, but according to her worldview, he was selling his soul by working for an oil company.

      And wasn’t he? He’d abandoned his research on earthquake patterns and prediction. He’d forgotten the Dax who’d become a seismologist because he desperately wanted to figure out how to save people. The Dax who believed in climate change, and wanted to preserve the land, sea and sky and all their inhabitants.

      Maybe he wasn’t destroying any of that directly with this new job, but he was guilty of aiding and abetting. He was using his skills and expertise in reflection seismology to analyze and develop subterranean maps that would in turn tell them where to drill...or even frack if they chose to.

      One of these days, he’d have to explain it all to Ivy and Fern and hope that they’d forgive him. He was doing this for them. And as far as Pippa was concerned, she knew nothing about him. She had no idea what it was like to raise the twins alone. He was doing what he had to do. Besides, she drove a jeep, and it sure didn’t run on air. Who was she to judge? And why did he care what she thought of him anyway? Why did he suddenly feel guilty?

      It didn’t matter. She was responsible enough to watch the girls until he found someone else. That’s all he needed. So long as she kept the girls safe for the next few weeks, Pippa Harper could think whatever she wanted of him.

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      PIPPA PROPPED HER feet up on the rattan ottoman, threw a light shawl over her knees and leaned back in the