Chapter 66

Quintessa stood by the window, her gaze tracking Manny’s car as it vanished into the night.

Dawn was still a few hours off, and with the Youngs in disarray, she figured she could stir the pot just a bit more. She dialed a number on her phone.

“It’s me. Let’s meet. The usual spot.”

After hanging up, Quintessa changed into the same black tracksuit she wore last time, threw on a baseball cap and a mask, and stuffed a packet of something into her pocket.

Downstairs, she made her way to the communal parking lot, where electric scooters and bikes were locked up. She grabbed a black cable lock from above and unlocked one of the electric bikes.

Pushing it out, she remembered that she didn’t have keys, which triggered a curse slipped from her lips, these damn electric bikes wouldn’t start without keys.

her jaw in frustration. Being car–less

this was downtown. If luck was on her side, she might still snag

walking, there was not a taxi in sight; she was starting to worry when her phone buzzed–it

well enough; he wouldn’t let her sleep if she ignored his call. With a hint of irritation, she answered, “I was

in the middle of the night.” Tyrone’s voice. was lazily husky and sensually deep in

to see a car approaching. With a mocking smile, she said, “Running into Mr. York in the middle of nowhere at

she planned

chuckled from inside the car, “Seems like

in his mood, Tyrone decided to head home, only to

I could

better start running then, because without a car, you can’t even catch up to hit

the darkness, Quintessa narrowed her eyes and smiled with a ghostly charm, “Oh? Does that include catching you in bed? Not fast enough?”

I’ll bring

a series of beeps, and the car slowly pulled up

What the hell was it between her and

it?

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