CHAPTER 27

As I'm about to start over, assuming that Jade still sleeps in one of the first apartments I tried, I see a man approaching me through the glass door. He is carrying a black radio and is dressed in grey short sleeves and jeans.

Guards!.

B*tch.

An apartment like this, all glass and steel, would naturally have security. The only person to answer the buzzer is exactly who had to have called him and told him about me.

I stab at the keypad faster as he gets closer, mentally yelling at Jade to wake up from whatever whisky hangover he must be suffering.

I begin to back away as the glass door opens, and he is touching a silver button next to it.

"What are you doing, hey?"

"I came here to see a friend."

His gaze tightens. "Whom?"

My eyes dart to the little circular speaker situated directly beneath the keypad. "Jade."

Which flat number is it?

Since I don't know how to respond to him, I take an additional step back in case he tries to seize me.

"What is the question I asked you?"

Who the fuck i