Chapter 73

Soren‘s POV Thomas was waiting for me at the end of Rosalie‘s driveway, my briefcase in his hand. I didn’t say anything, but I knew the look on his face. He was afraid I was going to be late for my meeting back in Avondale, and maybe he was right. Well, Edgar Maul could wait. We had a deal to work out, but until he could come around to my terms, it wasn’t like he was my best pal. I wasn’t eager to see him anyway. “You look relaxed,” Thomas noted, falling into step beside me as we walked briskly to the waiting limo. I shook my head. “Piano,” was all I was willing to say. “So your plan is working,” he replied, pushing the subject. “She liked it?” “She loved it.” The driver opened the door, and I slid in, Thomas following me. I remembered Rosalie’s face when she saw the piano across the room. “Worked like a charm.” Thomas smirked a little, looking away, his eyes focused out the window as the car began to roll. “What’s that look for?” I glared at him. “Huh?” Suddenly, he had a hearing prob