TWENTY-TWO
The drive back to Merchant’s wasn’t long. Of course that didn’t stop Coombs from getting in a few barbs on the trip. He was so proud of the fact that she was back in their hands. Just to shut him up, Tulsi was tempted to tell him her allies had orchestrated the whole thing.
At least he’d done the driving, that was a reprieve. Baines was in the front too and spent most of the journey twisted around in his seat so he could stare at her. Whatever his smirk suggested, she wanted to smack it right off his face.
Instead of losing control, Tulsi switched her own focus to Delray, who sat beside her. The quiet man spent the drive staring out of his window. He couldn’t care less about her. He’d been the one to open the door to them at Teal’s. Realizing that with Teal dead, Delray’s fut
