Since Theodore was staying right on the edge of town, Felix drove us there. It was a quiet ride, but I was already used to this type of quiet with Felix. After years together, it was normal and expected.
When we finally arrived, I was surprised that the place was a small, ordinary-looking house stuck right in the middle of a neighborhood. Theo could walk anywhere in town from here, and it was inconspicuous.
“Did you think we wouldn’t find a good place to keep him hidden? We don’t want Warwick getting to him after all,” Felix said as we got out of the car. Theo greeted us at the door.
“Azalea, Felix, to what do I owe the pleasure?” he asked, looking calm.
“Hello, Theo. I had something I wanted to discuss with you. Would you mind if we came in?” I greeted him.
“Certainly,” he said.
