CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Clicking his seatbelt back on, Nick glanced at Jake. “Back to finding your snitch?”
“Yeah. It’s what . . .” He checked the dashboard clock. “Almost eighteen hundred. He should be leaving work in a few minutes, so hopefully, we can catch him.”
Silence filled the air, making the tension between them grow. If Jake didn’t do something, it was going to be a major distraction at a time when they both needed their heads on straight. “Nick . . . I’m sorry I blew you off earlier.”
The kid smirked and snorted. “Funny . . . I thought I was the one who blew you.”
He couldn’t help the amused grin which spread across his face. “That you did, Junior. And very well, I might add.” He paused before getting serious again and letting out a weary sigh. “I hate to sound cliché, but you’re
