My ears ring and everything blurs away for one dizzy second while my brain tries to process what Audrey just said.
I must have misheard...
"Your bodyguard?" My voice comes out hoarse, cracked, barely above a whisper. It doesn’t even sound like mine.
Audrey doesn't even look at me. She remains framed in the doorway, the harsh glare of the police floodlights behind her framing her brown hair with a golden halo.
Her gaze flicks lazily over the officers, sharp and unimpressed, like they’re inconveniencing her simply by existing.
"I'll ask again... what exactly are you doing to my bodyguard." she repeats, her voice dropping into a cold, authoritative tone that makes the nearest policeman actually take a step back.
The lead detective clears his throat, the sound rough and uncertain. He lo
