Etienne glanced up from the computer, startled. “Oh, hey, you’re home.”
“Just in and out. Making any progress?”
“Yeah, I think so. But I can take a break if …”
“No need. I’m not hanging around.”
“Will you be home tonight?”
“I don’t know yet.” She grabbed the bag out of the fridge and examined the contents. “You didn’t take anything out of here, did you?”
“No, why?”
“Good, it’s for dinner tonight.”
“What are you making?”
“Okay, I need to run. There’s tinned meat in the cupboard and some stuff in the freezer. If you’re going to order pizza remember to meet the guy down in the lobby and don’t tell anyone you’re staying in my apartment.”
“Uh – okay. Bye?”
“Bye.” She rushed out again, taking the elevator so she could text Bryce and let him know she was on her way. She loaded her bags
