As plans went, hers wasn't the worst he'd heard of, but that didn't stop Derek from pacing.
"Let me get this straight," he said, pivoting before he hit the wall. "You went to the grocery store for junk food."
"I don't know if I'd call it junk. Ambrosia of the gods seems like a better title."
"And you happened to see this guy?"
"Not just any guy." Claire pointed to her captive. "Check it out, I found Igor, the same fellow who tried to kidnap me."
Igor glared in reply.
It took Derek a moment to process her claim. "Did you say Igor? Is that really his name?"
"Um, no, I kind of made it up on account he has no wallet. I checked."
This time he blinked. Confused about the fact he was angry. "You went through his pockets?"
"All of them, even the tiny change one. But don't worry, he didn't
