Following the plan

The ride down was silent and awkward. Luis kept sucking on his coffee drink, tapping away on his phone before he began to make slurping sounds. I glared at him but he was completely in his own little world right now. Then there was the tension between Micky and Drake that was heavy and thick. Standing in this moving box with all three men made me a bit comfortable and let's not ignore the fact that Drake was holding onto me with a death grip.

When the doors finally opened and we stepped into the lobby, I felt all the weight lift from around us. Being in that elevator was suffocating. Luis was still in his own little world until he looked up and saw all the squads parked out front.

"Is that for us?" Luis gawked.

Micky slapped him on the shoulder again and I wondered if he did that because Luis was gay and had flirted with him. Was he trying to show his manly, dominant side? Chill, Micky, Luis is the least of your worries right now.

"It is. I called them in and gave them the scoop while