CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
Ivy showered and changed into her only available clothes. In need of money, she went hunting for Dax’s wallet. Seeking out his jacket in the closet, it was as she stuck her hand in his pocket that he walked in.
“What are you looking for?” he asked.
He must have used the other shower because his hair was still damp, and she could smell his soap.
“I need some money,” she said with no intention of hiding the truth. “We’re married, right? What’s mine is yours?”
“Why do you need money?”
“I need a change of clothes and transport.”
“For what?”
Unimpressed by his lack of expression, she tried to match it with her own. “Did you think I was going to hang around and let you hand me over to them?”
“I didn’t ask what you wanted. I told you what was happening.”
“That Trystan
