Alice found Hunter on the curb, right at the address where he’d said he’d be. He came around the front of her car, frowning at the hood, and handed her a bag through the window with the words, “Can you hold this for a sec?”
She took it, the scent of freshly baked bread and roast beef making her mouth water. This lunch would be so much better than what she normally ate.
Hunter slid into the passenger seat, his expression completely unreadable. She passed the food back to him after he buckled in, and she asked, “Your place?”
“Yes, please,” he said, his voice on the deathly edge of quiet.
Alice drove, humming to herself to the song on the radio. With every turn and every minute that passed, the tension in the car dropped.
“Want to tell me what happened?” she asked when she pulled up to h
