“Great,” Caleb replied. His voice was a little tinny, so he must have been driving someplace that didn’t have good cell reception. “I got it. Like I thought, I start tomorrow.”
So soon. Yes, he’d warned her that such a thing was distinctly possible, but she still had to hold back a stab of disappointment. If nothing else, she wanted to see him so she wouldn’t have to sit here by herself and obsess over who might be calling up demons to kill her. “Congratulations!” she said, doing her best to drive that unpleasant thought out of her head. “You’ll have to let me take you out to dinner to celebrate.”
He chuckled. “I thought we were celebrating last night.”
“That was just for the interview. This would be for the job itself. And it’s my treat.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“Maybe not, but
