"Pete's waiting downstairs whenever you're ready."

Xander's voice followed me as I grabbed my bag and coat, desperate to escape the suffocating atmosphere of that kitchen.

"I'm taking the subway," I said without turning around.

"The subway." He said like I'd suggested riding a dinosaur to work.

"Yes. The subway. You know, that underground train system normal people use?"

"I know what the subway is, Cynthia." I could hear the smirk in his voice. "I'm questioning why you'd choose it when you ...