Arwen flicked a glance at her watch and sighed. Deidre’s newfound sense of adulthood was making her nervous. She wanted her to come and go as she pleased but it was after eight and she hadn’t checked in. She had said she was coming home around eight, but she was late.
Sitting in the safehouse with Zoya she checked her home security camera again to see if maybe the camera had glitched, but it appeared to be working fine.
“Everything okay, Arwen?” Zoya asked quietly flipping through a magazine one of the girls brought for her.
“Yeah, my kid said she’d be home by eight. It’s eight-oh-three and she’s not there. I’m being absurd.”
“She’s three minutes late and you’re worried?” Zoya laughed at her. “She could be stuck in traffic.”
“Yes, and Addy was arranging her drive home. His guys are f
