The next morning she was sipping her last cup of coffee with Drew. She might have stayed in Los Angeles a few more days, but now that Mel had shaken off after another blow from Christian, she was free to return to New York. She still could not understand why her brother had turned out to be such a complete blind i***t!
- You don’t have to leave yet. – Drew suggested. – You can stay a little longer, right?
- Thanks, but it’s high time I went home. Not that I want to run away! I’ll miss Mel. And you too. – She raised a toast with coffee. – But unfortunately some duties call. – She thought of the murderer who was probably waiting for her return impatiently.
- Remember that you’re always welcome here. I’ll get it. – He started for the door when they heard a
