Eli is going to kill me. I dial her number again—straight to voice mail. Pacing isn’t helping, but it’s all I have. Fucking McNab; I thought he would bring her straight back here. I try to call him again, same result. I really thought he was okay, I trusted him; what the fuck was I thinking. He put on a good act about not being interested in her. When I asked him about it he acted like I’d asked him to slam his dick in a car door. I check the front desk for messages. Nothing. Jesus, Eli will be calling to check in any minute and I’ve lost her again. On cue my phone rings. It’s Eli. “Shit!” Do I answer? What do I do? I pick up right before it goes to voice mail. “Hey buddy, what’s up?” Fuck, Eli is immediately suspicious. “Buddy?” “Yeah, how’s it goin’, any news?” I try to sound like everything’s fine and get this call over with. “Aiden, I’m not your buddy and what’s going on over there?
