Chapter 4A new day, which meant further investigating. But before he arrived at his destination, Noah’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He dug into his tight blue jeans and retrieved it.
He saw the Caller ID first: Demetri Cane. His smile lightened his step, then he read the text message next.
Can I see you tonight?
Noah typed. Would enjoy that.
Will you talk? About the other night?
I will. At least, try.
He could almost hear his usual, hesitant uh in the text. He didn’t want to lie, but he didn’t want to commit either. What he revealed to Demetri was dependent upon how today’s upcoming meeting went. On what he learned.
Promise?
He considered the impact of such a simple, single word. He felt his heart race as he typed.
Will we pick up where we left off Sunday?
Promise.
No question m
