Chapter 4
Nick thanked the driver and slid out of the too warm and suffocating interior of the car, dismayed to find it no less claustrophobic outside. He felt stifled, and the sensation had nothing to do with the heat. He watched the vehicle move off, tempted to recall the driver.
Living in London, Nick didn’t see the need to own a car. If he needed to get around, he used a car service, and some jobs had afforded him that privilege. Alana had pointedly put across that if he and Alex took this ‘little job,’ they would henceforth acquire the type of roles that came with their own trailers, hotel suites, and transportation. Today, Nick had called a cab company he often used and paid an outrageous fee for the privilege.
The previous day, he’d used the same phone to call his mother. He shou
