We went to the office with the whole cavalry—two cars in front of us and three more at the back. Samuel is not taking chances anymore. He seemed to be on edge since last night, something went down, and he's not telling me.
He looked straight ahead, and the tensing of his jaw muscles tells me he's planning something. He probably felt I'm staring at him, that he looked my way and looked me in the eye. I stared at him skeptically; he smiled and tucked my hair in my ear.
" Samuel, what is wrong? You seem distracted?" I asked him. " Nothing, cara, I'm just thinking about work." He answered, avoiding my gaze and looking out the window.
I don't believe him one bit, but I didn't push him. He will tell me if he wanted to, for now, I will entrust to him my life.
We arrived at the office an
