Sunday morning Arwen walked up her driveway after her rideshare dropped her off with a feeling of dread. She still had not turned her cell phone back on and her watch was in her bag. She had left HQ just a short time ago and anyone who might have needed her there knew where she was. Deidre was still at Portia’s and was safe and sound. It made it easy to avoid dealing with her feelings for Addy.
She had taught a six-a.m. boot camp fitness class and had gotten a lot of her aggression out. The familiar black SUV of the man assigned to protect her was in the driveway and he got out of the vehicle and smiled cautiously.
“Good morning, Ms. Beddoe. The boss asked me to let him know when you arrived and to pass along the message, he would like you to answer your phone.”
“I don’t care what you
