I spot him as I walk out the main lobby door on my way to work, but I keep to my plan. My head held high, I reach the rear bumper of the black Escalade before he can stop me.
"Aspen! I know you saw me."
Jake is older than I am and larger, but he's fit. I calculate my ability to outrun him and decide my odds aren't good. I have on tennis shoes, but I've never been much into distance running. Plus I have a gut feeling the man would chase me all the way to work if I tried to make a dash for it.
I turn and a black-suit-clad Jake is two feet from me. The back door to the SUV is left open behind him. It's not Jake's fault Finn is an asshole. I don't want to be mean to him, but I'm not getting in the car. No way, no how.
"Sorry, Jake. I am going to walk today. I'm sure Finn will understand. I
