“Of course I can speak,” I said quietly, staring down at the open car door. “Does Yujin know you’re taking me somewhere?”

Elliot tilted his head with an amused smile. “I don’t work for Yujin. I was told you’d be helping me today, and I find the office to be stifling.” He stepped around toward the driver side, leaving the door open. “But if you’d prefer to wait here until Sergio picks you up at four, you’re more than welcome to do that instead.”

I looked ...