CHAPTER 53

Finn

Leandro surveys us slowly, a hint of hunger visible in the depths of his emerald eyes. So, how exactly does this sharing function? You go to bed together and see what happens, or do you take turns with her?

Finn, you're a fool for bringing him here. Why didn't you take his information and run off with him?

But I'm aware. Sami. I had a warning that I had to return to the city. Right now.

The roaring from a huge screen TV hanging on the distant wall and the hardly audible tire squeals are perfectly muffled by his lack of effort to reduce his tone. I doubt the live portion because it's one of those "live" police car chases that focus more on theatre. Whether it's real or not, the chef, who's looking out of the kitchen hatch in his grease-stained chef whites, is mesmerized. The sound is muted, so thankfully we are spared the full impact of a man yelling his indignation at the utter carelessness of such a risky chase through the city streets.

The waitress, a little blond thing, jerks