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I spun on him, anger flaring in the pit of my stomach. “What you’ve done is ensure that I’ll be put on probation!”
“For what?”
“Because I didn’t report it.”
“They can’t?—”
“Yes, they can!” I laughed incredulously. “If there’s a way to do it, Denise will find it. She hates me, and by you showing up at the ER and yelling at her, you’ve guaranteed that she’ll come after me.”
“This is about your safety. What about this don’t you understand?”
“The part where you say you’re trying to protect me, but you’re ruining everything I’ve done to put distance between myself and the main problem.”
“Which is?” he asked angrily. “Did you ever think that if you trusted me, I might be able to help you?”
“No.”
Startled, he stared at me for a moment. “No. Just like that?”
“Yeah, just like that.” I stormed to his car, pulling on the handle. It didn’t open, which only irritated me further. I waited impatiently for him to come to my side and let me in.
“You know, you have serious trust issues,” he said as he got in his side.
“I’m aware.”
“It wouldn’t hurt you to share those issues with me.”
I stayed silent, refusing to discuss this with him further. I wouldn’t drag him into my mess of a life, nor would I allow him to sacrifice anything for me. I was leaving, and I wouldn’t even tell him goodbye.
“Skylar—”
“Don’t,” I said quietly. “Don’t ask me to tell you anything more than I can.”
“Which is what?”
I shifted in my seat to face him. “That depends. Are you asking as a cop or a friend?”
He suddenly turned down a side street, taking me away from the station. I checked the side mirror, noting we had a tail. Pete must have seen it too because he blew through the next light, then took a right turn, and then another left.
He pulled out his phone, calling someone I assumed he could trust. “Adam, I need you to meet me at the parking garage on Fifth…Yeah, level three.”
He glanced at me after hanging up the phone. “I’ll get you away from them, but then I want answers.”
“That sounds like a threat.”
“I just want to help you.”
I huffed out a laugh. “Why is it that every man wants to save me?”
“Maybe you’re worth saving.”
We didn’t speak any more on the way to the parking garage. As expected, a man was waiting for us on the third level. Pete parked and killed the engine. “We’re switching cars.”
I grabbed my purse and got out, looking warily at the man, who I assumed was Adam, walking to the driver’s side.
“Do I want to know what this is about?”
“If I could tell you, I would. Just head west. If you pick up a tail, lead them away from my apartment.”
