10
BROOKLYN
“Do you need anything from your place?” Camden asked when we got off the elevator.
I knew it was wrong to play the pity card, knowing my parents weren’t going to show up. But I could also kill two birds with one stone. My traitorous heart wanted to spend more time with him and my mind wanted to make sure he was safe. I was definitely taking my job to a whole new level.
“I do, actually. I need to get a couple things.”
“All right, I’ll come with you.”
I had one of my guns on me, but I wanted to get my other one for backup. Once inside, I turned on the lights. “Give me one minute and I’ll be right out. You can stay in the living room.”
He chuckled and started toward the couch. “Damn, Brooklyn. You must really not trust me. Or are you afraid that if you get me in there you w
