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COLIN IS DRIVING IN A direction I’m not familiar with.

“So what’s the deal? What was so important at work that Mick couldn’t pick me up?”

“Car has to be delivered tonight. Last minute thing.” Colin seems distracted. He’s focusing really hard on the road which makes me suspicious. He’s usually way more interested in charming pants off, or at least trying to.

I take my phone out of my purse and stare at the screen. No messages. Wouldn’t Mick have texted me if he were going to be late? I look over at his brother. I guess not. Maybe Mick is one of those anti-technology people, so he used old-fashioned personal interaction to send his message.

“When will he be done?” I ask. “Soon. Probably real soon.”

I remain silent for a few more minutes as Colin navigates the streets. It’s just too weird to be in a car with him driving and me not knowing our destination, so I can’t keep my mouth shut for long. “Where are we going exactly?”

“You’ll see.”

My phone buzzes in my hand and I turn it over to l