Chapter 45

Celeste made it back home almost at the same time as Ethan. She'd just stepped out of the subway and reached the entrance to their building complex when a car honked nearby. She turned her head, and sure enough, it was Ethan's ride. His old car had been totaled during that incident a while back, and now he was sporting a sleek black Maybach. The car looked fancy enough, but that 888 license plate? Screamed "stay clear." The back window rolled down slowly to reveal Ethan's cool, distant face. "What a coincidence," Celeste said as she stopped, smiling at him through the open window. "Just got back too?" Ethan didn't answer. His eyes scanned her top to bottom before he frowned. "Why didn't you have the driver pick you up?" The Shaw family had three drivers. One was exclusively for the Mr. Shaw Sr., but the other two were for everyone else-definitely enough to cover a ride for Celeste. "Traffic," Celeste replied with a blink. "You probably wouldn't know, since you've never done the 9-to-5