Chapter SixtyBack outside, I paused to hail a cab. I couldn't stop my mind from conjuring all sorts of scenarios where Vincent and his team encountered Angelina. Guilt for not stressing more caution and fear for what Angelina could do to them made me anxious, filled my stomach with knots. Topped with Roland's bizarre behavior, and I was also fidgety.
“Roxanne?” someone asked from behind.
I turned around, found Ruben, Mwara's father.
Without meaning, my tone came out cold and hostile. “Yes?”
“I'm not here for any confrontation.”
“What do you want?”
Ruben looked around at the crowded street as if he wanted to go somewhere more private. I eyed an empty yellow cab and crossed my arms.
“How is she?” he asked, and the misery in his tone took me aback. He looked awful too. Unshaven, hair d
