I paced the parking lot outside the office, mumbling while clenching and unclenching my fists. Preston and Sawyer should have been here by now, but I’d gotten a text an hour ago telling me they were going to be late because of a big accident on the road.
I’d been pacing for so long that Ev had strutted out of the office twenty minutes ago and ordered me to change the route so I wouldn’t make a hole in the parking lot. Ten minutes later, Jackson came to check on me, offering me another cup of pine needle tea, saying it would calm my nerves. If that was true, the effect had yet to kick in.
This time, they’d sent Drew as a distraction. “Hey, Wade. Would you stop with the pacing? You’re making everybody nervous.”
“Oh, sorry.” I came to a halt next to him, squinting in the direction of the e
