Chapter 158

 Easton

 "This place is so cool."

Harper glances around the restaurant, her eyes wide.

"I love all the dragons everywhere."

I took my girl to a Chinese restaurant that I used to always go to with my parents when I was a little kid.

Some obscure place that doesnt look like anything special from the outside, but once you enter, it's like walking into another world.

Giant mirrors hang on the black lacquer walls, reflecting the multiple red Chinese lanterns that hang from the ceilings.

There's a giant water feature when you first enter the restaurant, and you can hear the gentle tinkling of the water even from our table, which is on the other side of the building.

Even on a Saturday afternoon at three o'clock the place is packed.

Luckily we got right in before the current surge came.

"I think it's still Chinese New Year,’ I say as I glance around the room, looking for a familiar face to pop up.

So far, we're in the clear.

Harper catches me glancing around yet again and frowns.

"She's not going to show up."

"She still might.’ "Maybe she wouldn't be so obvious.” Harper looks out the nearby window.

"Maybe she's waiting for us in the parking lot."

Anger simmers in my blood, making my skin hot.

Since I found that fucking tracker yesterday I can't think about anything else.

Even though we shut Sadie down about confronting Aisha, I can't help but think we should've.

The bitch deserves it.

But Ryan was right.

Aisha would deny she had anything to do with that fucking tracker and that would've been it.

Case closed.

We have to catch her in the act.

It's the only way to prove she's behind it.

"I'm so full,” Harper practically groans, pushing her mostly empty plate away from her.

"It was good.” "Yeah it was."

of broken off wonton and pop it

we take the leftovers

"Easton.

Look."

hand at the near bare dishes

pretty much eaten it

nothing left to take

"Yeah.

back in my

"Should we go?"

you pay the

"Not yet."

sweeping the restaurant yet again and Harper actually

"What?"

to keep

what up?

at her and she rolls her

always up for

“Easton, please.

the restaurant.” She's

things we've done together, I love that I can still

talking about you always on the search for Aisha.” "I'm not

see the look on

is clearly calling me out on my

And she's right.

"I'm paranoid, okay?"

grip the back of my head, tugging on the ends of my hair

knows how long

"It'll be fine.

napkin

"Let's go.

the bill at the counter on the

the front of the restaurant, my gaze dropping to her heart

my house after we're done and mess

nights ago, and

I always am.

my bed twenty—four— seven and

"You ready?"

once I pay for the

She nods and smiles.

"Let's go."

sun shining so brightly I wish I

my gaze snagging on a passing car that vaguely resembles Aisha's, watching the vehicle carefully as it makes its way

It's not her.

from the beginning, but

her hand out of mine, making

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm sick of it.

Sick of this.

that stupid tracker, it's all you can

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