Archer’s POV
Declan has hung up again, wanting to dig into Door to Door and find out how none of Graciela’s cab orders were making it through to the app but she was still getting cars turn up to pick her up.
Beside me, Addison is rocking back and forth slightly, her hands gripping the now empty water bottle as she stares unseeingly in front of her.
‘Addison’ I call softly, reaching out and gripping her shoulder gently as she jumps, her head turning as she focuses on me. ‘Can I get you anything? A cup of tea?’
The young girl shakes her head, leaving me with nothing to do but sit my ass back down on the couch and wait in silence next to her.
At around ten thirty, I half heartedly offer to change the sheets in Ace’s room so she can sleep but Addison just curls up tighter in the armchair
