Chapter 64
GrahamI arrived at Alexa’s house before she did, so I waited in my car until I saw her electric blue BMW swing around me and into her driveway. She jumped out of the car and reached into her backseat, extracting a large paper bag. Our dinner, no doubt. The woman loved her takeout.
I strode over. “Do you need a hand?”
“Yeah. I will when I get to the door. Plus, I have a little twinge in my back.”
“I’ll take that.”
I dropped my own grocery bag into the larger sack and followed Alexa to her door. She clicked open the double bolt—a new installation since my last visit—and turned off her alarm.
Despite Adam’s claim that he was on his way back to England, I thought she still needed to be careful. The new security was a small step, but I didn’t want to argue with her about tellin
