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Moving through the lobby, the front desk looks at me as if I’m about to make a scene in here. Shrugging them off, I exit the building and move over to the van that’s sitting on the curb.
“You look like shit.” Linc tells me as he pushes himself off of the hood of the van and walks back around to the driver’s seat, sliding inside.
I don’t respond to him, but just grumble out another response. Pausing, I look over at him and nod. “You know how I ended up here last night?”
“Yup.” He nods his head quickly. I just stare at him until he talks again. “Man, you showed up at Sirens pissed off and started pounding shots. Roux finished her set and then you were gone.” He shrugs as he pulls out of the parking lot and I continue to stare forward.
?
“Pull over here.” I tell Linc as we pass a large medical office building.
“What?”
“Just do it.” I tell him as I point to the opposite side of the building I’m watching.
“Z, we have the drop to—”
“I don’t give a fuck. They’ll wait till I get there.” I snap at him again.
I almost feel a little bad about the amount of times he gets this side of me. Maybe it’s because I know he doesn’t take any offense to it. Maybe it’s because he’s just like a little brother to me.
“Fine.” He shrugs as he pulls the van over to the side and then into a spot with a clear view of the parking lot across the street. “What are we doing here?”
I don’t want to tell him why, so I just continue to sit and stare across.
“Z, what the hell, we’re gonna be late.”
“Shh. It’ll only take a minute.” I mumble as I watch the car pull into the parking lot.
Tatum gets out of the car, sighing and leaning backwards against it.
“Seriously, bro, you’re stalking her now?”
“Fuck off.” I mumble to him as I continue to stare across the street.
I expect to see him pull up with her, maybe having to take an hour out of work so he can also be there.
My goddamn heart breaks as I watch her look up at the sky for a moment before reaching up and wiping a tear away from her cheek. She stands straight, shaking out her body, and exhaling deeply before she nods to only herself and starts walks the door. Pausing for a moment she looks back around, behind herself, and I’m not sure if she’s looking back for one last second hoping that he’ll show up… or maybe she can sense that I’m here, that I’m watching her.
She sighs once more before she disappears through the doors.
“Go over there.” I tell him.
“Jesus Christ, Z.”
I would just get out of the van and go, but chances are higher that someone will see me, but Linc moves the van across the street. Before he even slows to a stop, I’ve shrugged out of my kutte, I’m up, and out of the van. Pulling the doors open and ascending the stairs.
The buzzing phone in my pocket stops me for a moment as I pull it out, seeing that Axe is calling yet again.
“What?”
“Where are you?”
“Man, push it an hour. I’ll be right there.”
“Z, seriously, where are you?”
