They had been standing outside of the police station for a while now, trying to hail a cab to no avail. Bettie surmised they couldn’t
get a cab because it was late in the day, but she kept trying.
Sabrina was about to suggest that Bettie try the taxi app on her phone when a car suddenly came to a stop in front of them.
The window of the passenger seat was rolled down to reveal Blayze’s handsome face.
Blayze tilted his head and said, “Get in. I’ll drop you at home.”
A small smile curved Sabrina’s lips and she nodded.
“Thank you, Blayze.”
She opened the door of the backseat and got in, followed by Bettie.
Bettie was about to close the door when Lance gripped its handle from outside.
“What are you doing?”
“What are you doing?”
Bettie and Lance asked each other at the same time.
Lance opened the door wider and made a move to get into the car.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
“I want to get in, so please adjust.”
It took a while for Bettie to come to her senses and realize what was going on. It was Lance who informed Blayze of what
happened, so naturally, Blayze would give him a ride.
Flushing, Bettie reluctantly moved to make space for Lance.
Lance got in and closed the door. He was so close to Bettie that Bettie immediately smelled his scent.
Sabrina turned her attention to the front seat and asked, ““Blayze, why are you here?”
“Lance told me what happened,” Blayze replied calmly. He glanced at Sabrina in the rearview mirror, brows furrowed.
“Are you okay? Were you scared?”
“I’m fine.”
“Do you know what happened?”
“Yeah.... We’ve figured it out.”
“Who did it?” Blayze asked.
Sabrina hesitated.