Ciara felt fear grip her as Mason parked his car in the driveway of her former home. She looked around the building, wondering if there were any signs of Jerome. She shifted her gaze to her laced hands that was positioned on her laps and bit her bottom lip.
Mason couldn't help but hold one of her hands in his and gave it a light squeeze. He waited till she raised her head and then smiled at her in comforting encouragement.
"Everything will be fine. Just go ahead with what we discussed. Get in, take your stuffs, get ready for your work while I do the same. When I'm done, I'll come pick you up," he said and took his hand out of hers to open the glove compartment.
Ciara watched as he pulled out a brand new iPhone with its box and began to unravel the device.
"Do you just carry phones ar
