The drive home had started out with Diarmid relaxed and chatty as they headed back to the city. However, the closer they got, the more his grip on the steering wheel tightened and the quieter he got. She had her phone at the ready in the event he changed his mind. She knew her team was set to intercept at a moment’s notice and she had to admit, if she had to make the call, she wasn’t sure if her heart would survive.
Having a partner in her life who would not only understand her pyromania but who would be able to comprehend the lifestyle she chose to live would be a blessing a rare few in the world would ever get. She knew with every mile they grew closer to the city; she was closer to having it taken away from her. He was on edge and she couldn’t help but fear he had second thoughts about
