Dimitri's POV
Wheeler didn't agree to anything that day. He just took the folder and told us that he'd be in touch.
He made it pretty clear that if we were lying, he'd kill us both without hesitation.
Fair enough.
We drove back to the safe house in tense silence, both of us processing what had just happened. Blair leaned her head against the car window, looking upset.
“What is it? Are you hungry, tired, or dehydrated? I'm sorry there was nowhere we could stop to get food. I'll make you something when—”
“Do you think he's really going to reach out? Andrea, I mean.”
“Hopefully, we just have to wait and see.”
“What if he doesn't? What if we don't have enough time to wait and see, what if—”
I reached over to her lap and held her hand right in mine. “Calm down, Blair.” I felt her puls
