The judge had requested all parties to the courthouse for questioning. But, instead of the courtroom, Robin and her attorney were in with the judge while Tony and his attorney cooled their heels.“Sit down and take a breather,” Derek advised. He sat in one of the conference room’s black leather chairs, his briefcase unopened on the table next to him and his eyes half-closed as though he wanted to take a nap.Anxiety knotted Tony’s neck muscles, and his blood ran hot, then cold, then hot again. He’d left Zip’s the morning before, riding with her to Midtown before diverting to his apartment with every intention of meeting her at her place that night. Unfortunately, Derek called with a meet request from Robin and her attorney.A meeting, as it turned out, that proved more fruitless than any others when Robin’s attorney put in an appearance—but no Robin. To add insult to injury, by the time they’d left the meeting, Zip had sent a text to say she’d tried to stay awake, but exhaustion and five nights of nearly no sleep had caught up to her.He’d gone to his apartment alone rather than try to wake her.
