Chapter 154

The thought of her sitting there alone, disappointed when she realizes I’m not coming running like a pussy-drunk idiot, makes me feel marginally better. I ignore her call with a smile. She probably tried the burner first, but that is well and truly dead. By now, she must be getting increasingly desperate. Maybe she’s figured it out—she’s far from stupid. She’ll probably guess that Nathan put two and two together and came to tell me. She’ll probably have been trying to calculate the odds, though—wondering if Nathan actually saw her in Freddie’s office or if there could be some other explanation. Wondering if she could come up with a decent excuse and continue with her sly game. By now, she knows the answer to that is a solid no. She won’t be able to manipulate me ever again. She may have signed with Freddie Kemp, but he doesn’t scare me. Tomorrow, I will sit down with Drake, and we will come up with a strategy. This will hurt him too. The bitch doesn’t know what she’s let herself in for