CHAPTER 11
SWEET DREAMS? WAS WellRed just being friendly? And if so, why the little “x” at the end?
I didn’t have time to think about it because Cade was waiting outside my door, sitting in the corridor, back to the wall and legs outstretched. He wore the same leather jacket and the same cheesed off expression as yesterday. How long had he been there? Had Emmy told him I never got up early at the weekend?
I gave him a small smile as I locked the door, and one corner of his lips quirked up. Progress.
“Can you hail a cab again?”
If I was stuck with him, I might as well make use of his talents.
“I’ve got a car waiting today.”
Of course he did. A black town car was parked at the kerb, much to the annoyance of all the drivers having to swerve around it.
“Where are we going?” he asked, h
