Chapter 6

"You're welcome." He reached into his pocket, pulling out a sleek, new phone and sliding it across the island toward me. "I got you a replacement. Figured David might try to track you through your old one."

My breath hitched. I hadn't even thought of that. The way Richard's mind worked, he was always three steps ahead, always protecting me. It sent a thrill through me. But then he tossed a set of keys onto the table with a clink, and my pulse spiked.

"And a chauffeur, if you ...