Chapter 162



"I figured you'd come looking if you got worried. I left it for you," Ernest replied with an ease that seemed second nature to him.

But in a moment of brain fog, I blurted out, "So, stepping out looking like that was on purpose?"

Ernest's Adam's apple bobbed, "No, I heard my phone ringing and thought to answer it. Didn't expect... well, this."

Yeah, just this kind of coincidence.

Lucky for me, he was in great shape. Eye candy, for sure.

On the way to the Wagners', Ernest kept quiet. Thinking he was nervous, I said, "At the Wagners', just a hello will do. Leave the talking to me."

Ernest just nodded, "Mm."

"If Conrad's there and starts any trouble or makes things difficult, don't hold back," I instructed.

Ernest affirmed, "Alright."

Galaxy Harbor. You... took a liking to me and followed me there," I said, feeling

"I shouldn't

his drift at first, but then it

so we continued in

just my luck, some idiot ahead slammed on the brakes, nearly

wheel and jerked it, angling

of my daze. His quick thinking and action felt

the road. Crashing is one thing, but getting hurt is another," Ernest chided, then straightened the car once the

driving for three years, yet I felt utterly

a while, I finally composed myself

Zurdriving skills are incredib

you a driver

at him

with the specifics, but I'd seen enough TV to know Special Forces meant being at the forefront of action, which was

had that

tough resilience that was

the service? Why not become a SWAT officer?"

which made me think of something Deborah

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