CHAPTER 33
BY THE END of the week, the bruising around Tia’s eye had faded enough to be hidden with make-up. Bradley had done exactly that for her yesterday and taken her out shopping. When I got home, there were bags everywhere, and Bradley was Tia’s new best friend.
Then on Friday afternoon, Dan rocked up and announced that as nobody had plans this evening, we were all going out.
“I think I have something on,” I told her.
“No, you don’t. I already checked your schedule.”
Super. Damn Sloane and her super-efficient diary management. “Dare I ask where?”
For Dan, going out could mean anything from a belly dancing class to hopping on a plane to Rio for the carnival. Although to give her credit, that was one hell of a trip.
“I haven’t quite worked that out yet, but it’ll be fantastic, I
