As soon as I got back to my rental apartment, I dialed Damien's number.
"You made sure everything was foolproof when you carried out the job, right?"
The background noise at his end was very loud, like he was in a bar.
"Come on, Ivy, you don't trust me to get the job done, right?"
After hearing Damien's words, I was still a little worried, so I started asking him for the full play-by-play of how the whole thing went down.
But the music and noise in his background were so loud I couldn't make out a single thing he was saying.
I lost my temper right then and there.
"Someone from San Diego is here. Get your ass back here now."
Ten minutes later, the roar of a Ferrari engine echoed down the entire street.
"Are you crazy? How dare you be this flashy right now?" I gave Damien a hard sho
