CHARLES FOX.
I pulled up in front of her house, killing the engine and sitting there for a moment. The lights were on, a soft glow spilling out through the curtains.Ruby and I needed to talk. Needed to fix whatever this was between us before it got any worse.
I knocked, and after a few seconds, the door opened, but it wasn’t Ruby standing there. It was her assistant, Doreen, her eyes narrowing the moment she saw me.
"She's not home, Charles," she said, her voice clipped, as if she was already annoyed with my presence.
I clenched my jaw. "I don't believe you.” I said, I was sure she was home since her car was packed outside.
Doreen raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest. “Well, that’s your problem, not mine. She’s not here.”
My mind raced. Was Ruby hiding from me? Did
